Jackeye leaned against the edge of the ship slightly dazed as he inspected his opponent. A lady in metal. No wonder why he didn’t kill her as first.

“Hello.” He said with a smirk. She didn’t respond. Rude. Someone who needed to be taught a lesson. Jackeye grabbed hold of a rope in one hand as he waved his sword in the other.

“So it’s just me and you.” He sighed.

She stared at him.

“Well, you’re welcome to have the ship.” Jackeye offered, hiding his hand, which was wrapped tightly in rope, behind his back. “I don’t need it.”

Still no response.

“Well, if you really insist....” He trailed off thoughtfully, but suddenly, he slashed out at a nearby rope with his sword. A cannon suspended in the air flew down onto deck, sending Jackeye flying up over her. The women jumped back from the shock just as Jackeye landed lightly on the roof of the captain’s cabin, a few feet from her.

“Come catch me if you can.” He mocked as he picked up a rum bottle on the ground. He looked into it and made a face of disgust. “Oh, it’s empty.”

He tossed it forward, accidentally hitting the women.

“Oops. Sorry.” There was a growl from the women and she suddenly charged. Jackeye’s eyes flew wide open.

“Now now, you don’t have to do that!” He quickly jumped off the cabin right before the flimsy roof shattered, flipping over the women. She whirled around to hit him. Jackeye ducked down and wriggled through her legs, crawling up behind her. He brought his sword down on her back, but only successfully pushed her forward. She stumbled a few paces before she regained her balance. Jackeye stared at her.

“Hmm... Nothing like a good opponent.” He muttered steadying himself from the slippery floor of the ship. He would have to use to that his advantage.The women was facing him again. “Well, it was nice fighting you, but I got to go.”

He gave her a smile and lunged forward, sliding across the deck. To his horror, the woman stretched out her hand and grabbed the back of his shirt.

“No so fast.”

Jackeye waved his sword and slashed a hole through his shirt. He quickly climbed forward. Too bad though. It was his favorite shirt.

The End

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