69 Painting the Deck red with your blood

My stomach flipped over and over as the dark transport ship docked next to ours. I raised my head to look up at the top of the ship. Lord above was the ship some sort of fucking blimp or something?

Weston, Francois and Baron walked down the staircase to join me at the railings of the deck edge. Suddenly the sunshine above me darkened as my shadow doubled in size. I looked up and cried out as a male figure fell down. I stretched out my arms as I wobbled so that I would catch the person who was falling. I closed my eyes as the figure got closer. Two minutes later a crash filled my ears.

I opened my eyes to see the figure of a man kneel on the deck. The figure then stood up. His tall height, and broad shoulders provided me shade as I tried to peer at my co-captains from the side. The figure then turned to face me with a chuckle. My heart fell to my feet as the figure outstretched his hand.

"How do you do pretty miss? My name is Johannes Esteban. You had quite the impression on my earlier with your vulgar signing."

I backed away as I looked at the figure. His dirty blond hair was swept to the side as his golden eyes gleamed. A toothy smile decorated the bottom of his chiseled face. His tan skin proof of his love of the sea. My fists shook in anger. This man was the slave owner. I'm one hundred percent sure of this fact.

Johannes then leaned in and pinched my chin as he tilted my face upwards.

"Oh dear you are quite a beautiful vixen now aren't you?"

Johannes then leaned in and whispered.

"I wonder how much a beauty such as yourself can win me at the upcoming auction?"

My had moved on its own as it smacked the side of Johannes's face. I then quickly unsheathes my sword and brought the tip to his Adam's apple. Johannes raised his hands to signal surrender as I glared at him. His eyes shone with amusement as he reached his hand over and grasped the edge of the sword with his bare hand. Blood seeped from his left hand as the blade cut it.

Instead of wincing this man was smiling. I spit on the deck next to me s I looked back at Johannes. My instincts were spot on. This motherfucker was a slave owner and trader. I smirked. Should I just kill him now and rid the world of his shitty existence. I laughed as I pushed the sword closer and closer to his throat despite Johannes trying to pull the sword away. A trail of crimson leaked down his throat as the sword nicked it. Johannes chuckled before his golden eyes burned with anger.

"Did you actually place a mark on my beautiful, perfect body? My dear do you have a fucking death wish?"

What the fuck? This man's whole demeanor had changed. Oh my God. Was he one of those type of weirdos who get mad when they get any sort of scratch on their face or body? Dude, you're hot but you're a thot.

"How many?"

Johannes looked at me in confusion.

"I beg your pardon?"

"How many slaves do you have on your ship? How many children have you separated from their parents? How many human beings have you treated like the shit that you are? How many lives have you watched slip away with a smile in your ugly fucking face? Answer me. If you answer correctly then I will consider letting you live under the condition that you atone for your sins."

Johannes burst out in laughter as he laid back on deck. My crew members and that of Johannes watched him in shock as he laughed. That's it. I'm surrounded by psychos. Pretty soon I'm going to become one. I swear to God that I need to go in Dr.Phil's show once I go back to my world.

"Oh! You are quite the hoot now aren't you Miss? I didn't expect you to be this interesting. Now to answer your question. What if I told you hundreds? What if I told you that I feel happiness when I watch others suffer? What if I told you that the beauty of a person being crushed like a bug is my best past time? And what would you say if I told you that a child's screams are my favorite melody."

My body trembled as rage filled me. I had never been this angry in my entire life. It was because of fuckers like this asshole that millions would come to suffer in the years to come from slavery. My sword started to shake as I struggled to walk in a straight line towards him. I smiled evilly as I felt something snap in my heart. If this fucker was a psycho then I'll show him what true crazy looks like. I chuckled evilly as I neared Johannes with my sword in one hand and my pistol in another. I looked down at his concerned face as I answered.

"Well Johannes sir I would answer you with a question."

I pointed the gun at his forehead while I placed the edge of the sword on his chest, right above the heart.

"I feel like painting the deck a new color, don't you agree? And for some reason the color of red seems to have quite a nice ring to it. Don't you think so Johannes?"

Johannes looked at me in confusion as my crew members watched in silence.

"Yeah I guess so Miss. But how does that relate to what I've said?"

I cackled like a witch in Halloween. I then leaned in and whispered in Johannes's ear.

"It relates because the paint that I will be using is-"

Johannes trembled as I smiled and said.

"Your blood with a sparkle of your guzzled brains. It would be a pretty color don't you think?"

That's it. This was the first time that I had truly felt hatred for another person. A hatred so strong that I was going crazy. Excitement filled me as I watched Johannes tremble and his eyes grow teary. I caressed his cheek with the barrel of the pistol as I pouted.

"My poor baby. Don't worry sweetie. I'll be sending you to your rightful home very soon. Don't forget to send me a letter from hell once you get there!"

Bang!

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