
After three hours of searching they showed up at the beach with ten other men. They waited five hours before something happened. A small boat dropped into the water and twelve men jumped down into the boat and started rowing toward land. "Alright, this is our chance," Cade said with excitement. "Lets draw back in to the trees and wait there. Then when they are out of sight of their ships, we shoot them and put on their clothing," said Tristan. After they had done what they planned to do they got in the raft and paddled out into the water. By this time the sun was gone. They reached the ship and started climbing up the gun rail. Tristan reached the top first then in perfect Irish he said, "There are no survivors, you frog," and he whipped out his sword and stabbed the mans gut. The killed one hundred people on the ship all of which fought hard. Then at Tristan's order the ten men rushed to crossbows at the side of the ship and covered them with pitch. Then Cade ran along with a torch and lighted everyone of them in turn. At Tristan's word thy fired.
To be continued
3 comments:
BRIG!!! Such a good story!!! You are already an amazing writer! I got sucked right in! I hope you're enjoying school and music and everything. I sure love ya Brig!!
my space, nice... and i dont think i can get a picture of all your old friends, so far i only have cody...
See you soon!!!!!!!!
brig, i cant get onto katry or seth's blog...please help
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