Banobany rushed down the stairs to the lighted deck below, her eyes squinted to adjust to the dim light. Her scimitar out in case of a rushing attack but no one was here in this small room. The room was stacked with boxes full of food, there were no treasures that she could see.
She looked to the end of the room and there was a small door, she rushed towards it and tried to open. It was locked.
Cursing her misfortune she stepped a few paces back and kicked at the door, it was a strong kick but not enough to break. She took another run at the door and kicked as hard as she could, the moment she struck the door there was an almighty crash.
The door flew open and she flew in, caught by surprise she landed in a heap and another crash hit the boat. They’ve fired the cannons she thought, she looked around and she could see this was a living quarter with a bed and cabinets.
The Shard was here she was told and she began to search high and lo frantically looking for this item. Another crash and the boat was tilting very slightly, she turned to look elsewhere when her eyes widened.
She turned back and looked at the bed, it was under there she was sure of it. She lifted the bed and to her surprise was an old man lying in strange garments. He looked at her in horror.
“Who are you?” He asked weakly, his eyes bloodshot and his beard quivering.
“Never mind who I am! Where’s the shard??” Her malice returning, another crash against the boat.
“Shard? It’s not here i promise you!” The old man looked shocked at the mention of a shard. Banobany lifted her scimitar for the kill. “Noooo! It’s not here but I can get it if you let me live!”
Banobany had no choice but to lift the old man “you are coming with me, if I find out you’re lying to me it’ll be worse than drowning on this vessel!”
The old man nodded slowly, she grabbed him by the tunic and dragged him up. “Get moving!” She booted his behind and he fell forward, another crash of the cannonball against the enemy ship.
They both ran up the steps and out onto the main deck. Her ship was now advancing back as this ship was tilting further up. Most of the enemies had perished as well as her crew, there were at least 30 men left of her crew.
Ursula still had Targosa at the aft of the ship, the Queensbane was near to this ship now so close that they could board very soon.
Banobany looked behind her thinking she had made a grave error however she had no time left to think on. She threw the old man down to the main floor and jumped swiftly down.
The Queensbane was edging near this ship and the crew on-board were already getting the boarding planks ready. This vessel was fast sinking, Banobany was dragging this old man to the aft end of the boat.
It was starting to rock uncontrollably with water getting in, Queensbane was moments away. Finally the moment came to board back safely, boarding planks down and the crew boarded back on. They were carrying loot from the cargo deck, enough to keep them happy.
The old man and Banobany were the last to board, as soon as Captain landed on the Queensbane the enemy ship started sinking into the depths of the sea.
She walked amongst the cheers and yelps of her crew, happy to have anothèr victory on the sea. She confidently walked around on board until the noise died down, she raised her hands up.
“Lads you did me proud!” She grinned widely “you shall eat like kings tonight! And maybe one of you will be lucky to spend a night in my company!” The men eagerly looked at her wanting the offer. She continued.
“And then!” She gyrated “you can eat like a king!” The men howled in laughter and lust, they did truly love and fear their leader who had brought them fame and fortune.
“Now men! We must keep our wits about us!” She took her scimitar from her scabbard and rested it on her shoulder and paced the floor.
“For we are not all friends here” she stopped at Targosa and put the point of the scimitar to his Adams apple, she raised an eyebrow.
“Are we? My dear cowardly Captain?”