*note, this story and my sig was loosely inspired by the upcoming trawler event. This is the first time ive posted a story here*

 

 

 

Chapter 1

 

A bell rang high above deck. First mate Jenkins gulped. That was the sign that the Captain had contacted them with his fancy Lunar telepathy magic or something and was coming as always by new fangled teleport spells. They had to get ready. The first mate readied his whistle and gave the Lady Lumbridge the 2nd a quick glance over. There was a sudden flash of blue light, then another then hundreds of flashes in quick succession forming a man-sized sphere. The Captain was here. The first mate blew his whistle. "Captain coming aboard!" he yelled at the top of his voice. The Captain gave dockmaster Klarence a dirty look as he passed, stopped and suddenly pushed Klarence into the freezing dock waters below. He swum to the surface, spluttering water and soaking wet. "Thats for stealing my old ship!" the Captain yelled down at him. Jenkins smiled slightly. You had to admire the Captains style. Klarence had it coming to him since he took the Captains first ship, the first "Lady Lumbridge" and turned it into the "Klarence cruiser". If it hadnt been for the Captain, Kenkins would still have been a lowly Cabin Boy, miserable with his job and stuck on the "Klarence cruiser". Now he had a sense of porpourse and a meaning to his life. The Captain strolled up the gangplank and Jenkins snapped a salute to him. The Captain nodded in acknoledgement and strolled off to the bridge.

Come on man lets see some more chapters honest I'll read 'em

 

 

 

-Chris rsn Christofels