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Naval men spilled blood and stained Capt. Deep’s deck, but she didn’t care. She went straight for the commodore. She wanted to make sure he stayed away from her quarters and Will.
He was fighting with a pirate from Will’s crew but threw them aside when he saw Capt. Deep. “So, heading back from vacation in the Caribbean are we Deep?” The commodore sneered.
“Of course commodore, after all I needed a break from that face of yours. At least your son isn’t quite as fearsome.” Capt. Deep snapped.
The commodore’s blood boiled. “You stay away from my son you vile fiend!” He cried, throwing at her broken pieces of wood. “My son is a fisherman, a decent man who obeys the law.”
Capt. Deep dodged and evaded many of the flying planks, but destroyed the rest with her sword. She got up to the commodore and sneered in his face, “Well what if I told you he wasn’t a fisherman, but a pirate like me?”
The commodore paused; he didn’t reply he only attacked. The two were caught in a battle with swords clanging and blood dripping. Capt. Deep punched at the commodore, and he punched back. The battle raged on for about an hour, with few dying. The commodore retreated as soon as Capt. Deep wounded him badly. He scampered away and his naval crew was sure to follow eagerly.
The pirate’s cheered, for they were victorious. Capt. Deep cheered for a moment as well, and then headed down to her quarters where Will waited for the fight to be over.