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her. prod in the back by a musket. John stumbled for“Ahem, the guards will be here to escort you ward, squinting his blue eyes at the wooden platform he was being pushed towards. John’s stomto your execution in 10 minutes.” The half drunk guard said. John didn’t respond, instead he sat down ach roiled, tying itself into knots. He didn’t want to on the thin bed that was bolted to the wall. Despite die. He didn’t deserve to die. A large crowd had alhow harsh it sounded, all the accusations John had ready gathered. The famed Captain Flint was to be spat at his sister were true. At six their parents had hanged today. This was to be a spectacle the town’s people were clamoring to see. died and at seven Jacquelyn had charmed the king into adopting her. But only her. John was still left As John stumbled onto the wooden platform parentless and was going to be left behind. Jacque- he noticed a tall man who wore a large hat to shield lyn instead convinced her new father to let her bring his face from the sun. As John’s eyes adjusted to the her younger twin with her as a servant boy. Over the bright sunshine he could’ve sworn that the large next six years John spent his days serving his sister. man looked like one of his crew mates. In fact, he Despite the fact that they were family, Jacquelyn felt looked like John’s first mate. John’s view was then no need to treat John well. He was a lowly servant obstructed by a rotund man in black lifting a noose and was treated as such. Jacquelyn even went so far of thick rope over his head. The large gentleman as to torment him with her friends for fun, throwing stepped aside as a wiry man in a white powdered unwanted food at him or pelting him with stones. wig stepped onto the wooden platform and unfurled Even throwing him to the ground and demanding he a scroll of paper. John squinted at the man in the kiss her shoes. John had spent many of his early crowd again, and then his eyes went wide with nights crying. But when he had turned thirteen, he recognition. That was his first mate! They were savheard rumor of a captain who was setting sail the ing him! Those old dogs, he made a mental note to next morning. This captain also happened to be praise every one of them and give them all a bit of looking for some men to fill a few empty spots in his extra gold. He looked up at the balcony where his crew, including the roll of cabin boy. sister and the king where sitting. The king had a disinterested stare, letting his eyes wander from perSo, that night he snuck away and boarded son to person in the crowd. Jacquelyn on the other the massive pirate ship. He was a hard worker and over the years he climbed the ranks until his captain hand was gripping the arms of her chair so tightly her nails poked through the stitching. John stared his fell ill and died. Then, as first mate, John became sister down as the gentleman in the powdered wig Captain himself. His life had been full of adventure began to read his scroll. and most importantly, John was happy for the first time since his parents had died. His sister had spent her years living in the lap of luxury and hunting her brother down, determined to make him pay for leaving her. And she had finally caught him; he was swiftly charged with piracy and sentenced to death. The sound of booted footsteps alerted John to the two guards descending the stairs. John stood as they opened the cell door and then quickly restrained his hands in a pair of iron shackles. “Move, prisoner.” One of the guards prodded John in the back with his gun. John suppressed a growl as he started to walk up the cold stai