Nightcrawler_Fan
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I decided I'd just make one thread for my writing stuff. It'll be easier. Anyway, I wrote some CT stuffs so I guess I'll start with that.
Heartland
The young cabin boy, Damian, gripped the ship's railing tightly. Staring out at the roaring waves he tried to pray but every time he opened his mouth salt water sprayed into it making him gag. He heard a voice behind him and struggled to turn. He saw Captain Donaldson making his way towards him. Captain Donaldson grabbed Damian's shoulder just as a wave washed over the deck threatening to send them both overboard.
“Damian, lad, you shouldn't be on deck.” The captain exclaimed clutching the rail. “Get below before you're sent overboard.” Nodding, Damian made his way shakily towards the hatch and swiftly lowered himself into the opening.
Keeping one hand on the wall to steady himself he made his way to the galley where he found the passengers sitting and talking. When he entered the passengers smiled at him then turned back to their conversations. Damian walked over to the wall and lowered himself to sit on the floor leaning against the wall. He sat directly across from their wealthiest passenger. Lord Byrom sat talking to one of their wealthy lady passengers. No one knew exactly who she was but she had paid her fare in pure gold. Enough gold to buy the silence of even one so honest as Captain Donaldson. She called herself Zara but no one really knew if that was her real name or not. One of the other crew members, Keith, who now sat next to Damian, thought she might be a runaway princess. Damian just thought that Keith had to vivid an imagination. And more likely she was simply some wealthy heiress going to America to make a life for herself.
Zara wasn't their most mysterious passenger though. The man called Ryan sat in a corner his black coat wrapped around him. He rarely spoke and when he did it sounded like he was about to kidnap you, or worse. Keith had said he thought that Ryan was a pirate and that the ship was bound to be attacked at some time during their journey. Damian decided that if this storm kept up that, if there were pirates, they wouldn't be able to find their ship let alone attack it.
Just then two more crewmen tramped down into the galley. They were both soaked to the skin and dripping like a rainstorm themselves. Immediately two sisters, Ruth and Joyce, who had immediately taken a liking to the two burly crewmen, stood and began fussing over them. Neil and Declan just smiled and waved the girls off as they sat down and joined the conversation.
The last passenger was a quiet blond who sat on the other side of Keith. Damian thought Meghan might fancy Keith but he knew Keith had his eye on the rich Zara. But, if Keith had a brain, he would have seen that Lord Byrom had his eye on the beautiful heiress.
Damian glanced over at Ryan and had to look twice before he actually saw the black clad figure seated in the shadows. Damian was glad that he'd never been alone with Ryan. He didn't think he would probably survive such a meeting.
Just then Captain Donaldson appeared in the doorway just as a mighty crack of thunder was heard from the storm raging around the small boat. “Lads, we might have a problem. The main mast is cracked. I don't know if it will hold through the storm. And if it falls and hits the deck...”
“The whole ship could go.” Declan finished. The captain nodded and turned to Keith.
“Keith, lad I need you to climb the rigging and see how bad the damage is. You're our best climber and in that storm, I need the best.” Meghan gasped quietly and Damian knew his suspicions were correct. Meghan did fancy his friend. And know she was scared for him.
Heartland
The young cabin boy, Damian, gripped the ship's railing tightly. Staring out at the roaring waves he tried to pray but every time he opened his mouth salt water sprayed into it making him gag. He heard a voice behind him and struggled to turn. He saw Captain Donaldson making his way towards him. Captain Donaldson grabbed Damian's shoulder just as a wave washed over the deck threatening to send them both overboard.
“Damian, lad, you shouldn't be on deck.” The captain exclaimed clutching the rail. “Get below before you're sent overboard.” Nodding, Damian made his way shakily towards the hatch and swiftly lowered himself into the opening.
Keeping one hand on the wall to steady himself he made his way to the galley where he found the passengers sitting and talking. When he entered the passengers smiled at him then turned back to their conversations. Damian walked over to the wall and lowered himself to sit on the floor leaning against the wall. He sat directly across from their wealthiest passenger. Lord Byrom sat talking to one of their wealthy lady passengers. No one knew exactly who she was but she had paid her fare in pure gold. Enough gold to buy the silence of even one so honest as Captain Donaldson. She called herself Zara but no one really knew if that was her real name or not. One of the other crew members, Keith, who now sat next to Damian, thought she might be a runaway princess. Damian just thought that Keith had to vivid an imagination. And more likely she was simply some wealthy heiress going to America to make a life for herself.
Zara wasn't their most mysterious passenger though. The man called Ryan sat in a corner his black coat wrapped around him. He rarely spoke and when he did it sounded like he was about to kidnap you, or worse. Keith had said he thought that Ryan was a pirate and that the ship was bound to be attacked at some time during their journey. Damian decided that if this storm kept up that, if there were pirates, they wouldn't be able to find their ship let alone attack it.
Just then two more crewmen tramped down into the galley. They were both soaked to the skin and dripping like a rainstorm themselves. Immediately two sisters, Ruth and Joyce, who had immediately taken a liking to the two burly crewmen, stood and began fussing over them. Neil and Declan just smiled and waved the girls off as they sat down and joined the conversation.
The last passenger was a quiet blond who sat on the other side of Keith. Damian thought Meghan might fancy Keith but he knew Keith had his eye on the rich Zara. But, if Keith had a brain, he would have seen that Lord Byrom had his eye on the beautiful heiress.
Damian glanced over at Ryan and had to look twice before he actually saw the black clad figure seated in the shadows. Damian was glad that he'd never been alone with Ryan. He didn't think he would probably survive such a meeting.
Just then Captain Donaldson appeared in the doorway just as a mighty crack of thunder was heard from the storm raging around the small boat. “Lads, we might have a problem. The main mast is cracked. I don't know if it will hold through the storm. And if it falls and hits the deck...”
“The whole ship could go.” Declan finished. The captain nodded and turned to Keith.
“Keith, lad I need you to climb the rigging and see how bad the damage is. You're our best climber and in that storm, I need the best.” Meghan gasped quietly and Damian knew his suspicions were correct. Meghan did fancy his friend. And know she was scared for him.
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