The Jewel of the Red Sea…PART II

The Necromancer however, was no stranger to battles. As one of the older ships in the fleet of Spanish ships in the Lord Montagues navy, the crew had long since weathered many storms, and even more angry pirate ships. But the Lady Tatianna had not. She watched as the crew members rushed around preparing the ship for battle, along with the crewmembers. “I told you the sea was no place for a young lady!” Lady Tatianna’s maid tutted. Tatianna turned to look at Charlotte in exasperation. “You are only six years my senior, and the sea did not bring the pirates.” Tatianna said. “I would not be so sure of that miss. This storm is unnatural. It is as if the Lord has cursed this journey.” Charlotte said her voice close to a wail. “The Lord has no say in what goes on in the sea. This is the domain of the Lady Calypso.” One of the sailors said as he passed by. Lady Tatianna scowled. “Who is Calypso?” Charlotte said worriedly. “A myth.” Tatianna said at the same time as the surrounding sailors started shouting.

“A Vixen.”

“A Goddess.”

“A Siren.”

“Death.”

“A woman”

“A scorned lover, taking out her anger on any sailor that reminded her of her lost love.”  The last shout came from the Captain. Just before arrows bombarded the rigging of the necromancer.” Charlotte and Tatianna were surprised to see attached to the arrows was lengths of rope from the pirate ship. “I do not want to compliment the people that are currently attacking us but even I have to admire the genius of that.” Tatianna said shaking her head. Charlotte looked at Tatianna in despair. “Do not admire the Pirates!” Charlotte said. “Well Hello Ladies.” One of the aforementioned pirates said. Charlotte screamed at the right of the bedraggled pirate before she fell in a deep faint. “Well fat lot of help you are!” Tatianna said, backing away from the Pirate who grinned widely at her. Tatianna reached behind her, her hands closing on one of the wooden poles the crew members used to fish with. She took a step forward gripping it tightly in her fist. The pirate continued approaching her. She gripped the pole and swung widely, making the pirates head move all the way to the left. “Ow.” he said, rubbing a hand across his jaw. “I was hoping you’d be feisty. I love feisty.” The pirate sneered. “Stay away.” Tatianna said her voice shaky. The pirate leaned forward and pulled the pole out of her hands. “I am not going to hurt you, little one.” the pirate said patiently. “I’m sure you say that to all the girls.” She said as she continued to back away. “I swear on the soul of my mother. May she rest in peace. That I will not hurt you.” Tatianna hesitated. She knew no matter how black hearted a pirate was, they all went by a code. She glanced around at all the crew members of the necromancer fighting and then she glanced down at scared Charlotte. “I’ll go with you, if you promise that the Necromancer will be spared…”

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The Jewel of the Red Sea . . .

Part Two

“Captain! We are about to come across the Necromancer!”

“Come about! Crew get ready for battle! We will use the storm to our advantage, any women on the ship are to come to no harm.”

“You heard the Captain! PUT YOUR BACKS INTO IT!” The first mate, Phillips barked as the crew scrambled for weapons and prepared the rigging for boarding the next ship.

Rafe smiled. It was a good day to be a Pirate.

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The Necromancer was no stranger to battles. As one of the older ships in the fleet of Spanish ships in the Lord Montague’s navy, the crew had long since weathered many storms, and even more angry pirate ships. But the Lady Tatianna had not. She watched as the crew members rushed around preparing the ship for battle, along with the crew members. “I told you the sea was no place for a young lady.” Lady Tatianna’s maid tutted Tatianna turned to look at Charlotte in exasperation. “You are only six years my senior. And the sea did not bring the pirates.” Tatianna said. “I would not be sure of that, miss. This storm is unnatural. It is as if the Lord has cursed this journey.” Charlotte said her voice close to a wail. “The Lord has no say in what goes on in the sea. This is the domain of the Lady Calypso.” One of the sailors said as he passed by. Lady Tatianna scowled. “Who is Calypso?” Charlotte said worriedly.

“A Myth.” Tatianna said at the same time as the surrounding sailors started shouting.

“A Vixen.”

“A Goddess.”

“A Siren”

“Death.”

“A woman.”

“A scorned lover, taking out her anger on any sailor that reminded her of her lost love!”

The last shout came from the Captain. Just before arrows bombarded  the rigging of the necromancer. Charlotte and Tatianna were surprised to see attached to the Arrows was lengths of rope from the Pirate ship. “I do not want to compliment the people that are currently attacking us but even I have to admire the genius of that.” Tatianna said shaking her head. Charlotte looked at Tatianna in despair. “Do not admire the Pirates!” Charlotte said. “Well hello, Ladies.” One of the aforementioned  pirates said. Charlotte screamed at the sight of the bedraggled pirate before she fell in a deep faint. “Well fat lot of help you are Tatianna said backing away from the Pirate who grinned widely at her. Tatianna reached behind her, her hands closing on one of the wooden poles the crew members used to fish with. She took a step forward gripping it tightly in her fist. The pirate continued approaching her. She gripped the pole and swung wildly, making the Pirate’s head move all the way to the left. “Ow.” He said, rubbing a hand across his jaw. “I was hoping you’d be feisty. I love feisty.” The pirate sneered. “Stay away.” Tatianna said her voice shaky. The pirate leaned forward and pulled the pole out of her hands. “I am not going to hurt you, little one.” the Pirate said patiently. “I’m sure you say that to all the girls.” she said as she continued to back away.

“I swear on the soul of my mother, may she rest in peace. That I will not hurt you.”

Tatianna hesitated. She knew no matter how black-hearted a pirate was they always went by a code. She glanced around all the crew members of the necromancer fighting, all good men. She glanced down at Charlotte.

“Will you leave this ship and it’s crew peacefully? No more deaths.”

“Only if you come with me now. And they will all be safe.”

The Jewel of the Red Sea . . .

******In Honor of my mom’s Fiftieth birthday I have decided to try this blogging thing all over again. Except with a twist~ So therefore I will be releasing week from week this episodal story. Just like the great Sages of old used to tell stories week by week in the village square. 🙂 Enjoy~

 

PART ONE

 

 

The seas were loud and angry that night. Pushing the boat off course. If it ever had one. Rage had always loved nights like this. Nights where the sea made it’s anger known. He had been on boats for most of his life. He had spent more of his days on the open sea then on land. Most of his childhood spent on the Queens Revenge. His father, the Dreadful Captain Roberts. More cruel than kind, had taught him everything about keeping a ship and it’s crew in line. At night he had listened to the crew members, swap tales and stories about, the sea. The goddess Calypso, myths of dangerous creatures that lurked in the great deep. Stories of caverns of gold. Rubies the size of your fist, and Diamonds so big, you could kill a grown man with. There was one story, that had stayed with him, even now, that he had his own ship and crew.

1860

The year was 1860. Everywhere you went in the sea, the British navy would be there. The King, had decreed that the sea and it’s many vast treasures belonged to him. There were many pirate ships, that tried to defy him, and there the navy would be. Ready to strike down anyone who thought they had a claim on any and ever fortune. That was when the Spaniards came. They came from the south. The east. They were ruthless in destroying navy ships, and Pirate ships  alike. Unlike the British King, the Spanish King and Queen had no wish for the Jewels, or any of the treasures. The Spaniards were pious and believed that you should honor god above all else. By living a sin-free life.They believed it was part of their sacred duty to eradicate temptation from the lands. It was an even better bonus for many of the Spanish Lords to infuriate the British Navy. Of whom they had been long standing rivals with.

However, with so much of the treasure being found, the Spaniards needed a place to put it. The legend was that nine lords of the Spanish Main, devised a plan of keeping all the treasure sequestered in an island in the red sea, that was surrounded by other islands, that was ringed side by side with coral reefs, that made it dangerous to sail through. Unless you know the way. The Nine Spanish Lords put this job to the son of one of the Generals tasked with keeping the King and Queen safe. The Lord Jonn was one of the few people who knew the road, to get to the Island safely, and he was as honest and true as any Spaniard Captain. He would sooner die than give up it’s location-But Rumor has it, that he did tell one person. His beloved niece. The Lady Tatianna.

 

The Prince’s Vengeance

On December 12 2015, my first novel went up for sale. The Prince’s Vengeance is the first in my Vemos Chronicles series. It’s available for purchase in Kindle, and amazon.com.

The Prince’s Vengeance, tells the story of the royal family of Vemos, and the two brothers left to take the crown from their father. It also tells the story of Roselyn and Vanessa Diamond two girls that both fell for the half-brother, the Prince of Darkness Terry Darkling.

 

Apocalyptic Movies & Books….

Okay so we know the drill. At some point in our life, the sun will either burn us all alive or robots (or apes) will take over, or the aliens will finally come and take over our planet. Either way we’re all gonna die.

In the last couple of years with a lot of book adaptations becoming major film sellers, Post-apocalyptic movies have been a growing trend of top movies to watch, only secondly to Marvel movies and of course the staple murder movies. One of the greatest things about Post-apocalyptic movies is the fact that it could actually be real. No one actually knows how we as a people are going to meet our end. All we know is that it will eventually happen. Therefore, writers can let their imagination fly with what landscapes we might have, what those people living might be like. How would they live? Would there be monsters or would there be some crackpot conspiracy going on with the government towards the children of the future of that world (HINT: It’s always a conspiracy).

A lot of these books turned into movies shows governments planning some sort of conspiracy towards the children who supposedly the only hope of human kind.

Case # 1 :

Ender’s game is a perfect example of the government using children to better their lives. To make it clear I never read the book and seeing the movie, I probably never will. I don’t actually like these books which is probably the reason I never picked up one of these myself. There’s only one exception to this rule : Scott’s Westerfeld’s Uglies series. Which I will always love and re-read every three years (It’s like Star Wars, if you don’t re-read the dark side will win. I mean the Government).

Back to where I was actually going with this blog post.

I recently went to see Scorch Trials, the second installment to the Maze Runner (Trilogy? Is there three movies or four I wonder?) This movie, had everything I look for in Apocalypse movies. Danger? Check. A group of individuals trying to find freedom? Check. One crazy smart person who is the leader of said group? Check? Betrayal? Definitely.

And the best part. Surprise ending. When all hope is lost. One man stands apart to fight for his bro.

Those are actually a direct quote from my sister, but it’s no less true. I love movies that afterwards make you question everything that just happened in the movie. My sister and I spent at least nearly forty-five minutes just discussing the film.  One of the best things a movie can do is make people talk. This definitely is one of the movies that will have people talking for a long time coming. Espeacially since I already want to see the third installment and I’m pretty sure they haven’t even written the movie adaptation of the book.

From Twilight to Beautiful Creatures ….

For the past couple of years there has been a trend of YA (Young Adult) novels being turned into movies. If you are like me, an avid reader (and by avid I mean you re-read the books to death) books being turned into movies are both good (You know cause the characters come to life) but also bad(because you know the characters come to life).

I know that for me when I’m reading my favorite novels I imagine the characters in certain ways especially with how descriptive some authors can be in specific novels (Cassandra Clare, Veronica Roth I’m thinking of you). I’ve noticed that some novels that I really (REALLY, REALLY,REALLY) like, when they end up on the big screen sometimes the story that you have loved for years you suddenly realize may not have been that great to begin with.

Like for example the Twilight series movie edition completely ruined the book series for me. Mainly because of how the media get making fun of the main plot points of the book (and I may not have really agreed with some of the actors and actresses chosen to play my beloved characters). The Host was also one of my favorite books and when I first watched the movie I realized just how boring the actual story truly was.

I’m not actually saying that I think that of all movies that were once books. My major issues with certain books being turned into movies is that sometimes the story that we think are so great turns out not to be so great by the standards of people who have never heard this story. And sometimes in the portrayal of the book certain things get left out or major plot points are completely cast aside or destroyed on screen.

My major issues are with the twilight series and The Host both book series I loved before I saw it on screen. But I also have a slight issue with The Hunger Games Trilogy and also with The Mortal Instruments that was so destroyed that they were unable to actually write a screenplay for the second movie (City of Ashes). There is probably another series I’m forgetting, but one series that I loved on screen is the Divergent Trilogy that surprisingly kept most of the plot points on screen and in the second installment ‘Insurgent’ they were able to make a believable twist in one of the plot points to make more sense to moviegoers, and even to me who reread this series a hundred times, I was able to understand more of the story than I did before…

 I also really liked Beautiful Creatures and The Maze Runner and Enders game but that might have to do with the fact that I never actually read those books at all…

Jail Cell Writing Prompt.

It takes a strong person to admit when their wrong. It takes an even stronger person not to whine when they get imprisoned on someone else’s behalf. Which brings me to today’s predicament. I am Dorian Grey, not to be mistaken for the book character that went insane over his portrait. Even though like him I’m quite a charmer, I can say with complete clarity that I’m definitely not him.

“This is inhumane! Isn’t it a polite courtesty to offer me a phone call!” I said, my accent flowing through my words no doubt a cause of either my frustration or perhaps, the vast amount of alcohol that was currently flowing though my veins.