Prologue

The Santa de' Maria embarked on a voyage from the Royal Caribbean located in Santiago de Cuba to Dublin under the leadership of Commodore Alex Norringham. They set out for negotiations with England on trade and territorial division.

When they arrived at the waters of Polta de Ganda, a pirates ship was approaching. Commodore Norringham quickly ordered Mr. Goblins, who held the rudder, to turn away from the ship. Unfortunately, the speed of their ship is not comparable to the ship's pirates.

Feeling unreliable, Commodore Norringham pushed Mr. Goblins and took over the wheel. He ordered Mr. Dorothy to develop the screen. Without wasting time, Mr. Dorothy shouted for Commodore's orders.

The thick clouds are getting darker. Slowly it rained heavily. Blackbeard Smith, the leader of the one-eyed pirates, smiled a sinister smile. He is showing a row of black teeth. A distinct advantage for the pirates when the storm came down. He had expected this to happen.

Blackbeard, pushed Mr. Calico was driving until he fell. He arrogantly took over, controlling the ship to pursue Santa de Maria.

"Prepare the cannon!" shouted Blackbeard.

"You hear?! Prepare the cannon!" said Mr. Calico.

Quickly the crew got into the ship and prepared the cannon. Some of the others hobbled down the gunpowder from the warehouse. It was balancing with a ship that wobbles in the waves.

"Commodore, they're pulling out cannons!" shouted Mr. Dorothy.

The rain was falling heavily, and the wind was starting to get strong, making their vision blurry. However, Commodore could still see that the pirate's ship had prepared to issue a war flag.

Sure enough, the pirate's ship raised a black flag with a skull crest with two cross-shaped bones underneath. That's The Black Jack. Pirates are famous and cruel in all the oceans. The entire Caribbean had heard all sorts of terrible rumors about him.

"Prepare the cannon!" shouted the Commodore.

"Do you hear? Prepare the cannons!" repeated Mr. Dorothy.

They have seen a storm in the middle of the ocean that is getting raging. It makes Commodore have to think hard about how to avoid the two dangers that threaten the safety of his ship.

In front of them were pirates. At the same time, behind was a tornado that was getting closer. It's impossible to fight the storm. If he could, then Santa de' Maria's head would likely drown. If you decide to fight pirates, it's suicide. There is not enough weaponry on board to increase the chances of winning.

As a leader, he must take quick steps in an unfavorable situation. Choose or be chosen by fate. Commodore Norringham quickly made up his mind, turning the ship over ninety degrees.

Seeing the ship, which began to move in reverse, Mr. Dorothy, who was on the ship's deck, climbed the stairs.

"Sir, what are you doing?!"

"We have no other choice but to turn the ship towards the reef!"

"Are you crazy, sir?"

"We're gonna die!"

Commodore Norringham paid no heed to Mr. Norringham's warning. Dorothy. Feeling useless, the red-bearded man went to the ship's deck. Help the rest of the crew to develop the sails. Stay away from the pirates who try to chase them.

Santa de' Maria is getting further away from The Black Jack. But when did the pirates not want to stop chasing? Not wanting to lose before trying, Commodore shouted to increase his speed.

Santa de' Maria's position was not at all favorable. When faced with two dangers, now it has increased to three. A towering rock stood in front of them.

The Black Jack is still behind. He was chasing Santa de' Maria while racing against a hurricane. Now they are caught in the middle of death.

Mr. Jason held the cross in his hands as he knelt. He was saying prayers that are remembered to God with tears in your eyes. Either because of Dewi Fortuna, who is taking sides, or Mr. Jason. When The Black Jack stayed a few tens of meters behind, a hurricane seemed to split the ocean and create a distance between them. The pirate's ship seemed to be bobbing in the distance. A ship as challenging as The Black Jack can't beat the forces of nature.

The hurricane almost passed as the ship The Black Jack drifted further away. The crew cheered. Commodore Henry smiled with satisfaction.

"Long live, Commodore!"

"Long live, Commodore!"

They shouted with joy and happiness.

"Watch out!!!"

One of the crew shouted. Their ship headed for the rock mountain.

Commodore quickly rolled back a hundred and eighty degrees. It was causing the ship to sway instantly, forcing the crew to fall to the ship's floor. But it was only for a moment. When the ship has not turned completely, the ship's rudder suddenly breaks. This causes the ship to stop spinning. Meanwhile, the wind was getting stronger and stronger to the west, where the rocky mountain was.

"Roll the screen!" Commodore's order.

"Roll the screen!" repeated Mr. Goblins.

The wind was blowing harder. No time to fix the steering. The screen has been rolled up and torn off in areas that are difficult to open. But that did not change the situation, Santa de' Maria sailed faster. Everyone stared at the rock mountain that was getting closer in front of them.

"Braakkk!"

Collision is inevitable. Make the ship rotate thirty degrees before eventually tilting to the left and capsized. The entire crew of the ship sank and no one was saved.

The Commodore tried to swim up, but the ropes around his legs made it difficult for him to move. His breath was getting tighter. It didn't last much longer. In resignation, he saw a creature swimming approach. The shadow of the water obscured his vision. The creature was getting closer. Before finally closing his eyes, Commodore could see what the creature was.

A woman.