5. NOT ROBBING BUT BORROWING

Once there was a great naval general who solved the hectist and the most twisted ancient puzzled map to reach his hands on the 12 rings but no body knows why did he not use them like a polar bear in the Antarctica or the lion in the Africa to rule over the world instead decided to hid himself with the rings.

He always recorded his journey in form of individual maps which became the key to reach to those rings.

With times many maps were came into existence, which were said to be related to that twisted main map but no one knows where it leads to them.

Only bravest used them as access to grant them the fortune, power, godship.

The maps were faded with time until 12 originals were left.

Which were originally used by him. Those maps contain the information of the General's landing to different island before disappearance and where considered as main hiding spot for the gods jewel.

Nobody knows how the maps leaked to the world, if ring were hidden with the intension of making them hidden forever. but they all know. The things they were looking for was just in front of them.

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Departing from the Jamaica's port (runaway bay)

As I witness the scorching suns heavenly walk on the blue turning reddish-saffron carpet. I was losing a part of my life.

The skulled hoisted flag had already past the starting line of reach and utter hope of nothingness can be felt as it was slowly disappearing from my sight.

The pain of not able to do anything was just like a near dead fish trying it's best to get into water but everything is futile.

"So, it sailed huh." Mary said behind me.

She was looking confused at first but she was quite familiar with the Jacks ship as she saw the waving skulled cross flag passed through the mist.

Everything had been taken from me. First my home, my family and now my existance to live.

No this is not going to end this way, nor until I am alive.

I turned behind, I grapped the shoulder of Marry firmly, as I looked into her eyes.

"We need a boat," she got surprised by raising her eyebrows on her tiny cute face.

But my desision was as firm as a daimond and it was not going to change at any cost.

I started looking for a loose boat on the port, we are going fishing. I knew there is a big risk involved stealing someone else boat but this was my only line.

I found it, the boat was not that much heavy, it was a small four seater fishermen yacht and the knot to the nail was freed and it looked like it was going to sway away any time soon.

I looked my surrounding, most of them are busy doing there own chores because many were getting ready to depart as early as the first wave of the morning.

Just as I was going to get my hands on the yacht.

"Stop that, what are you doing," she firmly clawed my right hand which were reaching out for rope.

"Can't you see, we need a boat and we are just taking it." I whispered.

She replied me in an angered tone,"isn't it just the same what they did to you."

Those words are like a fork knife peireced straight through the skull. I had never thought words could hurt that much.

It was the worst helpless situation excluding my past. I cannot reach out to them even though they are straight ahead.

"Dammit, you tell me then, what should I do."

She smiled and said we are doing this in my way.

She pulled my hands and dragged me to the turning alleys of the the Jamaica. untill we reached a small hut made of the withered woods. Two to three layers of sail's cloth were on top of that small wooden structure.

It was not that firm and can be felled at anytime.

"Hey look captain marry had arrived," three boys of same ages poped there head out of the door like opening which was covered by dropping sail cloth.

"Ya, chief. your captain had arrived," it looked like she was into the role of a pirate and those were her lackey.

They moved forward coming out of the opening.

"I am Clark, Stark here, Mark my presence,"

(Note: mark is also a name.)

Just as I thought they were triplets, but it doesn't concerned me. I looked at Mary irritatedly.

The gleam on her eyes changed and started giving off serious aura.

"Boys, listen carefully because this can be our first and the last mission, but we are prepared to take on to anything the life throws at us because this is the only thing we know."

She walked side by side in front of the mini triplets. In a way as a general gives to his cadets.

As soon as she she raised her hands they dispersed into different direction. I don't know what was going on.

She got inside first and then give me signal to come inside. It was a small cabinet, now I get it why it was giving of familiar vibes to the ship because it was the ship which was broken into pieces untill one cabinet left.

It was dimly sun yellow lit with the fishy smell, though not complaining I am a man of sea but this is the strongest smell to it.

She offered me a chair, I took the the offer. The comedic vibe had long gone and its time to do the business. It was congested but have the warmth of the dozen of fur giving me the sweat of my life.

She pulled out the golden brown, ruffed up, rolled binded with a rope scroll.

She untied it and put that piece of ancient paper on table. It was on its full glory.

Please refer the link on pre author note.

The map showed the answer to my question.

She explained, that the Jacks "Dawn ship" had been departed from the Runaway port of Jamaica and is going to land on Santiago de cuba.

Well that all cleared but the question is how did she get that map and how reliable is this and another. where are we going to get the freaking ship to sail.

"That's where they come into play," she looked at the opening of the cabinet shrouded by the sail as it opens giving the gleaming rays from outside carrying the saltiness of wind. Finally getting some relive ily fresh air and the salty taste of the sea.

(Note, it was so congested and unventilated that the fishy smell had already covered the saltiness of the seaside.)

The triplets were back.

"I am Clark, Stark here, Mark my presence,"

Ya ya I have mark your presence.

"So did you do the same as we practise." She spoked.

"Aye aye, captain," resonating voice from trio.

The game begins......

It was night time,

Big black pearl eyes was glaring at me creepily, though not intensionally.

A medium-sized tawny colored owl that was it is, sitting over one the ship's crows nest. (Note, a very high place on ship used for lookout).

I was on the bay for lookout hiding in one of the barrels peeping right through one of its hole. Trio were soon going to give me two signals.

There it was the first one, now I know the reason of that fishy smell it was the rodent. The trio flight the rodent very high seems to attracting the perching gaze of the snowy owl.

Owl lifts from the crows nest and peireced it's claws right through the goey meat of the black furred.

It sat back again on the crows nest and perched through the meat untill nothing was left leaving it's golden beak bloody red.

This was the time, rodent was thrown far opposite from the sea in a projectile way.

The owl's got the greed.

I have to run, as I lifted my self up from inside the barrel, there were no one else on this time, just as she said most of people would be at the drunkard of tavern or brothel.

I reached the boat, it was a semi sized yacht with sail still on.

At the time when she was rectifying her plan. It was to get a ship from his fiancee who is a patrol officer. Though she doesn't admit it. But we are going to snatch that boat.

The boat would also be empty as on this time he would be in Mary's tavern.

"This is not stealing because he would eat and drink free from the tavern as a promise to take care of me and i am just receiving my payment," she added when we are still discussing our plan.

Though I don't care,but this is getting pretty complicated.

I got near the ship, though smaller than what I have seen it has one sail, which give the feel of the small boat.

The winds were on the heavy side, which were drifting my cloths with it.

I pushed my legs on the not so firm wood of dock and lifted to get on the deck. Now it's my time to give the signal, the owl's time to return as I pulled the string to wave the sail.

A gleaming silver light glazed sliding passed through my eyes. I slipped in bewilderment.

A man blackish silhouette was standing in front of the moon light as he gazed upon me.

He pointed the sword and said.

"FIGHT AND TAKE IT."

(Action begins next time.....)