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Swords clanged, and blood trickled slowly down the planks of wood on deck. Capt. Deep made her way through the bloody fight, and up to the poop deck, hoping to find the room that would hold the treasure. Instead, she found the captain. He was sturdy, tall, and strong-looking. Capt. Deep drew both of her swords, and the captain of the ship only stood looking at the shorter woman. “You’ve come for the treasure no doubt.”
“Aye, now where is it?” Capt. Deep scowled. “Unless you’d rather me beat the information out of ye.”
“No need for that my dear; you see you’ve already found it.” The captain said.
“Well in that case you’re of no further use to me.” Capt. Deep smirked and stuck her sword through the man’s gut. He collapsed dead, and Capt. Deep ran in the doorway. She found the treasure all right, and quickly heaved it onto the ship. It took many trips and it wasn’t all brought over quickly; but she assumed it all worth while in the end. The treasure was a decent size, and in the bilge of her ship was empty space made specifically for hosing treasure. Her treasure chest was there as well, so it almost looked like a picture you would see drawn for the paper. Satisfied, Capt. Deep called her crew over to her ship, and they sailed away. Injured crewmates were carried onboard and treated with the best medication they could offer. But the injury that scared Capt. Deep the most was the one bestowed upon Will.