Chapter One : The First Meeting
As a slave my use was limitless, or atleast thats what my masters thought atleast. I have been traded and bought and even taken. I have seen old Masters killed right next to me. The day I met Alana was almost like evry other day. My Master at the time, Keven Toews, was at some pub. He was Gambling and drinking. This was normal for him when he was not out on the sea. His hair was dirty blonde. tho he was a pirate his hair was clean and straight, or atleast as clean as i could have gotten it with a bar of hand soap I was ordered to steal. My master had a thing for cleaning his hair when we entered a new port. He said it would atract more ladies. I was never sure if it really did but I was not in the spot to say anything. His face had little hair on it. He told everyone that he had just cut it but in all the years I had known him I had never seen anyone cut it and I knew he wouldn't do it himself. He had a long white shirt on that I had stolen for him about an hour before we entered the pub. His black vest went over the shirt. He did not wear an eye patch nor did he wear a pirate hat. He always complained the patch covered his view. I think he was more worried about people not getting to see his blue eyes that he was so fond of. He never had a pirate hat on because it always fell off, mostly because he didn't want to wear it too far down his head, like you should wear it. He said it didn't feel right. Personally I don't know what his reasons were but I don't it was because it didn't feel right. He had black pants and large boots. He had a gun that was just under his vest. He sat at the table with cards in his hand. there was a few pirates in the pub and even a few at the table. There was a few girls in the pub. Most of them were handing out drinks or sitting on other mens laps. But there was one that was at our table playing cards.
"I see your five and raise you seven" she said. Her name was Alana and little did I know that night that she would be my new master. Her hair was short. It didn't even go past her shoulders. It was almost a guys hair cut but she had it for a reason. She was in control. I could not see her eyes. She always looked down or looked at the other card players. Her pirate had had a large white feather coming out from it and her clothing was like my Masters.
The guy next to her looked at her and smiled. "Girl, do you even know how to play this game?" he asked trying to be an a** hole.
"Oh dear me no... I think I am at the wrong pub. Oh my. I think that If I keep going on with this game I may walk out of this pub with seven ship rather then one..." She answered. She said it so lady like too.
The man growled and throw some money in the meddle. "I'll see your seven and raise you twenty."
This is where my master did what he normally did with a hand like his. "I see your whatever... and raise you all my gold and my slave!"
I wasn't worth a lot but I was worth enough for people to fold. Only one that didn't fold was Alana. My Master was going to take everything she had including her body.
"I'm all in..." she said.
"No, No. If i am not wrong I still have a slave more then you do. Put one of your slaves on the line... but it doesn't look like you have a slave. So your going to have to fold our put your body on the line" My master said. It was his plan from the second he walked into that door.
"Oh... Alright." Alana said girly again. "You show your cards first."
My master gladly did it. But thats when I saw her eyes. They were evil for a second, then I saw her cards. She had beaten my master. Oh was he shocked. He called her a cheater and everything. They were both told to go outside and deal with it. Thats when my master made his second mess up and lost everything. She shot him. Right then she owned two ships and two crews and because of how her first crew was they forced the second crew, my old masters crew, to fallow her orders.
I was shocked to see how much power over the guys this girl had. But this was only the start.
