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The Jouney of the Chivalry of the Avenger

April 27th, 2007

“Batten down the hatches,” yelled captian Hoeseason of the ‘Chivalry Of The Avenger,’ “The storms brewin faster than we realised!” Hoeseason was cut short as a volley of cannon fire crashed through the hull of the ‘Chivalry’. The dark sky was a perfect place for a sea duel, the two galleons looked like they were caught in a whirlpool. They circled each other. The sun was completely blacked out thanks to the clouds. Rain started to pour like buckets being thrown over the Earth. “how much damage Firson?” Hoeseason cried through the pouring rain.

“Too much sir!”

“You first officers, you never give good news do you?!” replied Hoeseason sarcastically but once again he was cut short as more volleys flew out of the enemy ship. “Are the cannons okay?”

“Aye sir they’re ready to fire,” yelled out second  officer Douglas

“Send them to the bottem to the sea,” replied Hoeseason. Another volley flew out of the Chivalry and the approaching ship filled with water. The ship we later knew as the Gallantry, sailed straight towards the Chivalry.”Draw your Blunderbusses my mates. FIRE,”yelled Hoeseason just as the crew of the Gallantry swung their tackle and jumped onto the Chivalry. A terrible fight broke out between the two crews. Just as the fight almost came to an end a new ship came into view. The Valour, and the Gallantry’s crew jumped onto the deck of the Valour and before we could catch them they sailed into the setting sun. We gave up trying to catch up and sailed away to the place we called home, a bayou off the coast of Luisiana. As we sailed and the days went by, we restored the Chivalry to its former glory. That was when Hoeseason thought that something fishy was going on. “All men to the deck” yelled Hoeseason, his own scottish accent beggining to return to him. All men rushed to obey. It was one of those days  that a storm could be seen at least three hours beforehand.The red sun was slowly creeping to the west and hte clouds were gathering with what speed they had. The crew thinking that they knew thier captain better than each other, Ran to secure the barrels of gunpowder and supplies that they needed. “What on earth are you doing? Line up smartly now. I knew it, I just knew it” whispered Hoeseason to himself. “Men we’re Missin’ three men if you haven’t  already noticed. We shall continue to our bayou. Grab me brother and his ship. Get supplies and head for the Valour. It’s headed to the Carribean and are going to sell them as Slaves.

BY MATTHEW!!!!  

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