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Chapter 1: Clear Sailing        “Who the hell do you think you are?” The freighter captain’s voice rang out as he pointed his weapon. The woman stood with a smirk on her face, red coat standing out in the dim emergency lighting.        “We are pirates of fortune, and I am Captain Annibon.”        “Leave my ship or else the only fortune you’ll have are holes in yer.”        She scoffed at that, and before he noticed she’d drawn her pistol. He screamed in agony, his weapon now on the floor with what remaine

  Max noticed Sarah rummage around in her bag again; she paid little attention to it and studied the cell door again trying to think of a way out. Then all she felt was pressure in her back as the knife slid in. Her body went limp as she fell to the floor. The knife was pulled out and her body kicked over so she could look at she attacker, Sarah. She was wiping the bloody blade down with a detached look on her face. She glanced down at her then stepped on her chest, exacerbating the wound.  "’Friends’ you seriously bought that?" She put the knife back in its sheaf and slid both onto her belt before going up to the glass door and

 Sarah got up to do her daily tasks, thinking through all the things she needed to do that day, trying not to add any prohibited items to the list that she'd rather be doing. Cleaning, making breakfast, setting things in order, easy stuff to make her mind wander while waiting for her dad to get up. She had the routine memorised by now, knew when he'd be up and when he'd be down for breakfast. She liked the order, nice and organised. As she set the table her dad came downstairs in his oversized red sweater that she didn't care for. He gave the usual flattering compliments and they sat down to eat. The TV was on in the background, the news as a

Can a single moment be worth it? Be worth all the stress and hardship that came to make that moment possible? And when that moment comes could one take the risks required in order to achieve it? With the seemingly endless frustration from feeling helpless and lost, with none to turn to, slowing creeping further and further in? The pain and hardship of saying nothing and acting like everything's normal? Can one moment be worth it?  Bettie Wilson is trying to find that answer. In a quiet little pub on a Thursday night a group of friends sat in a corner. It was an old style place, with little cracks and wear and tear that showed its age. They r

It was that smile of hers I first noticed. Well her cute little face was the first thing, but her smile was what drew my attention. So warm and inviting. It could suck you in and you'd be powerless to resist, I found that out first hand. Her name is Alex and I fell in love with her smile. We met in our first year at university, at one of the many welcome events that were held. It was more of a "get drunk, dance, and meet other drunk people" event, which thinking back on it was most of the uni events. I was dragged there by a friend, Phoebe, who wanted to go but didn't want to go alone, so I went to keep her company and out of trouble. I hat