Hong Kong Young Writers Anthologies Fiction Group 2 - 2 | Page 59

“Attack!” Chen Zuyi suddenly yelled.
From nowhere, a myriad of pirates appeared and bombs were fired. Boom! Ships were sinking,
blood was everywhere, and pirates jumped onto the ship.
Boom! Boom! Boom! Zheng He’s army retaliated. I watched the pirates scream in terror as their ship
sunk deep into the ocean.
I knew I had to do something. I ran towards Chen Zuyi. He was battling Zheng He. I leapt and
snatched the gun from his hand, just in time before he fired. Zheng He grabbed the rope lying on the deck
and firmly tied him against the burnt wooden pole.
“Ouch! I’m sorry! Let me go!” Chen Zuyi cried.
“Too bad,” Zheng He boomed and patted my head.
Crash, bang, bong! Another ship had sunk. Wait a second, it was the ship Xu Li was on!
“Woof! Woof!” I barked as tears cascaded down my cheeks.
“I’m sorry buddy.”
I wasn’t sure how the battle ended. I was wailing for Xu Li throughout the journey home. I could
have saved him. I felt ashamed of myself.
Today, although I am still left with a void having lost a good master, I yearn to experience such
adventures again.