Friday, September 14, 2012

Enjoy this Excerpt from "Cursed Heroes, the Beginnings," by William D. Ollivierre!


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It wasn’t long before the few ships turned into hundreds of ships closing in on them from every direction. They were trapped; even with the ship’s speed, they couldn’t break through the other ships. There were just too many. The men on board looked to their Captain, wondering what they should do, and how they were going to get out of this one. They had been in many traps since the day that they lost everything, but never were they so hopelessly outnumbered.

Will smiled and spoke. “What are you waiting for? Drop the sails and bring us to a stop. If they want a fight, we will give them one. Now get to it, men!” His smile turned into a grin as his men dropped the sails, and the ship began to slow to a stop. Will closed his eyes and spoke loud enough so only he could hear what was said, “Bother, I hope you Nannies really do more than just keep us looking young like you said.” Then with a yell, he went on, “Nannies, full activation, perfect aim, imprint now!” His voice echoed through the ship as his muscles tightened and his hands clenched into a fist. He could feel the Nannies flowing through his body, making him stronger. He opened his eyes. They were glowing a bright sliver color as if the sun was blurring behind them.

It worked. He could see everything around him, but that wasn’t all. His enemies were glowing green with circles around them, and his crewmembers were red without circles. “Perfect.” His hands dropped to his sides. He grabbed both of his Slashers, one from each side, and he pulled them from their holsters. His hands came up and pointed straight at the enemy ships, as his crew looked on. “There is no way he could even see any of the crew of the other ships. They are too far out,” said the crewmember standing next to him, but Will stayed frozen. A few minutes passed with his guns both aimed at the far-off ships. Though confused as to why their captain was aiming for the enemies while they were out of range, they wasted no time in getting ready for the battle. They grabbed their guns, making sure they were all loaded. They strapped down the sails and lowered the mast. They rolled the cannons into possession, loading every one and having them ready to fire at a moment’s notice.

The ship had been transformed from a high-speed ship to a deadly battleship ready to fight a war. There were hundreds of cannons pushing out from every side of the ship on all three decks. The sail and mast were dropped to make room for the biggest of the cannons, four huge fifty-foot cannons -- two facing straightforward and two facing straight back. The cannons’ backs pushed against each other, holding themselves in place. The huge cannons locked into place, and the crew loaded them. Their operators sat in place and took aim dead center of the enemy ships. They were ready to fight a war, and they weren’t planning on losing.

Will suddenly moved both his guns straight to the head of the crewmember who had spoken earlier and said, “You know, I should shoot you dead for setting us up like this. I won’t kill you, but you will be getting off my ship now.”

“What are you talking about, Captain?” the crewmember asked while shaking. “Don’t play dumb with me; you were the only person on this ship who wasn’t uneasy or surprised by all of this, that and you’re green.”

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