She was a female pirate, she was. Her spirit was as fiery as her long, red tresses. Her eyes were the color of an azure sea. She wore tight, black
leggins and a ruffled white blouse that teasingly displayed some of her ample bosom. The sea mist gave her already soft skin a flattering sheen. Two
beads of sweat made their way down to her cleavage. Lucky, they were.
She was a Hellion, that one. She had nothing to fear from her shipmates. She had already proven her worth and daring on many a raiding party. The
mates knew full well to steer clear of her...even the ships mascot, a raucous monkey, knew enough to scamper high above the rafters on her "ladies
days". She was like a rabid tiger then...she'd been known to have a man walk the plank just for passing gas when she was down wind of it! And
inspite of all that, the real insult to her was her name. Her mother had seen fit for whatever reason to name her Mercy. Arghh, "Mercy"...shiver me
timbers, she thought. If she could rename herself...it would be something like "Stormy" or "Gale" or the like.
Mercy was in her favorite pirate pose with one leg braced on a rail. She was scanning the horizon, when suddenly she spied a ship! Her heart started
to race faster then the monkey that would run in fear from her. Aye mates, she cried..".I see a ship ahead. Man yer stations, ready the sail...there
be adventure and riches ahead for us all!" One mate jumped up and nearly swallowed his "chew" while another scratched his beard with his hook and
put forth a gleeful smile, revealing one golden tooth. In his minds eye, he could already see the gleaming bounty....silver and gold and gems of every
kind and color. Truth be known, her mates had a fond affection for her and would follow her to the ends of the earth. Though, the earth was thought to
be flat back then so it might be a short trip. She had the strength and courage and stamina of any among them.
The Captain of the other ship was a strapping young man...like a Greek God, he was. He was lean and tan and tall. His hair was dark as night and his
eyes were the color of emeralds yet had a flash of fire in them. His name was Captain Peter Dick. He wore a vest of sorts, exposing his muscular
chest. His men had a deep respect for him yet he could be a harsh task master.
Captain Dick was summoned from above by a mate high up on the sailing staff..the crows nest. The mate warned of a ship rapidly approaching, out of a
small patch of fog that had been hounding them. Too late, the game was on. Mercy and her men were on the ship as chaos ensued. All the shipmates from
both vessels became a tangle of arms and legs and gleaming swords and knives. An albatross flew over head and had a thought in his bird brain,
"Stupid humans" and then moved on in search of whatever feast the sea would divulge.
Teeth flew out into the ocean, an eyeball rolled across the deck. Someones hook dislodged from its owner and a young scallie wag fell on it, arse
first. He soon realized that he had been "torn a new one". Sooner than one would expect, the battle was over. "I am Mercy Shane" exclaimed the red
headed she devil. "I have sailed the seven seas for a decade". I am now in charge of your men and all that I survey", she stated. Her ship mates
quickly bound the captives and threw them into the dark, dank hold of the pirate ship. The skull and cross bones flag waved in the wind as if a
warning to any near by to heave too and leave at once.
The swashbuckling foray had left Mercy tired but in a good way. The swarthy crew made quick work of examining the booty...a fine treasure trove of
goodies indeed. The sun glimmered off the golden tooth of the most feared pirate of all....other than Mercy, of course. Grown men had been known to
shrivel at the mere sound of her voice.
All and all, it had been a good day. No lives were lost. The bountiful prize from the captured ship had been beyond expectations! Now Mercy had one
thing left to attend to..the mighty Captain. The vision of his white, perfect teeth, his mischievious eyes and his perfect frame floated into the
minds eye of the she pirate...what to do? She entered the dungeon where the captain was shackled. Both wrists and ankles were securely bound. Their
eyes met and the captain could only worry and wonder about his fate. The fates were on his side this day! "Shiver me timbers" she exclaimed as she
took her most valued treasure. Captain Dick cried Mercy all he could and she gave Dick all the Mercy that she could! Argh me mates, such is the life
of a female pirate!