Super Villain Nova
Vanguard
The day could not have been better to sail upon the blue seas. The skies showed very little bits of cloud, and the wind was strong, taking a very special ship in her charted direction. The ship itself was named after St. Anne, with a glorious nick name of 'The Queen's Blessing'. She was captained by a loyal man to the Queen and his country. His name was Captain Delbert James Mathews. Captain Mathews had gotten himself into a very good contract with the Nobel's closest to the crown. Those of higher stature, money and cargo. This had gotten him a new ship some years back, followed by a now full crew. With his last stop at port he had acquired a very important piece of 'Cargo'. Not what he or his men really wanted to hear, but a girl.... A girl that was deemed to be very important, and yet no details were aloud to be spoken about it.
Captain Mathews was informed of the hidden details, and was told not to say a word to anyone. Not even his first mate. After hearing what he was transporting and why, Mathews took the offer. Even if the risks of encountering pirates, Mathews felt confident with his thirty gun ship that was maned by more than forty men.
But when the cargo arrived, his men were shocked and cursed that they would be damned by the sea. Some still believed in superstition, a woman aboard a ship was indeed bad luck. Mathews assured his men as best as he could..... Or just enough.
The 'cargo' was none other than a Nobel man's daughter. Alexandra Thrain. A young woman of nineteen. Well groomed and well spoiled. At first the crew stuck to themselves. Not so much looking at her as they took to the sea. But as time went on, they soon learned how rich girls acted. Sometimes demanding, if not all the time. But Mathews had to make sure this 'cargo was happy and well taken care of. He would do so with his life if needed.
Mathews trailed the deck of his ship, his first mate in toe. "Mr. Hughes?" Mathews pondered his question. They had already been at sea for two weeks and were deep into pirating waters. The man next to him stood up tall at the sound of his name. "Aye Captain?" The man asked as Mathews paused in his steps and looked out at the open water.
"How long now until we reach our destination?" Mathews asked.
Mr. Hughes smirked with a slight chuckle. "With the winds being on our favor, we are already ahead of schedule." Hughes placed his hands behind his back and rocked on his feet a bit. The sound of his voice showed that the man seemed happy or proud.
"And no sign of pirates?" Mathews narrowed his eyes at the horizon.
Hughes shook his head. "Not one." He still had that joy in his voice.
Mathews nodded slowly. "Get me the navigator.... Tell him to recalculate our course and timing. And if we can I want all sails at full."
Hughes nodded before turning on his foot. He called out to the boatswain and gave the man the captain's orders about the sails before heading off to find their new navigator. Hughes didn't have much of a problem with their new navigator. The young man seemed very clear about who he was. And his skills were indeed at the speed they needed it to be.
Just as Hughes was about to head below deck to find their navigator.... He paused.
"Sails!"
A man called out. "North east by north east!" The man added.
Hughes turned on his heels and ran to the port side of the ship where Mathews had also made his way to. Mathews was handed a scope and was already looking over the other ship in the distance.
Mathews pulled the scope from his eye and handed it to Hughes. "It's him...." Mathews stated. He dare not say the ship's name nor say the name of her Captain.
He didn't like how fast the ship moved in the water. He had heard tales about her and her ruthless crew... But those were just stories. And most were wildly outrageous. Men spoke about how the crew and ship would be engulfed in fire.... And the fire would then bend to the Captain and the crew's wishes. This was only one of the so called Seven Kings of the sea. Each one more ruthless than the last... And each held it's own devilish power that no man could believe was true.
Mathews turned to Hughes. "I want us at full sail, ready the men for battle and get our cargo to safety." Mathews ordered. Hughes was quick to act... But could not help but notice that the other ship was gaining..... Fast.... This was far from normal.
A sly smirk came to the Black Ale's Captain's lips. His red eyes narrowed as his men scurried about on the ship. He looked up to see a few men generating heat behind the sails. He slowly looked back to his crew and stepped over to the railing to look down upon the deck. "Lets not take all day." He stated loudly.
A loud energetic cry came from the men as they quickened their pace. Those creating the heat wind turned up the heat and the ship took on a few more knots. The speed alone created a gust over the ship. Masa looked back to his target and smirked as the wind rushed through his short red hair. "It wont be long now...." Masa whispered to himself.
Captain Mathews was informed of the hidden details, and was told not to say a word to anyone. Not even his first mate. After hearing what he was transporting and why, Mathews took the offer. Even if the risks of encountering pirates, Mathews felt confident with his thirty gun ship that was maned by more than forty men.
But when the cargo arrived, his men were shocked and cursed that they would be damned by the sea. Some still believed in superstition, a woman aboard a ship was indeed bad luck. Mathews assured his men as best as he could..... Or just enough.
The 'cargo' was none other than a Nobel man's daughter. Alexandra Thrain. A young woman of nineteen. Well groomed and well spoiled. At first the crew stuck to themselves. Not so much looking at her as they took to the sea. But as time went on, they soon learned how rich girls acted. Sometimes demanding, if not all the time. But Mathews had to make sure this 'cargo was happy and well taken care of. He would do so with his life if needed.
Mathews trailed the deck of his ship, his first mate in toe. "Mr. Hughes?" Mathews pondered his question. They had already been at sea for two weeks and were deep into pirating waters. The man next to him stood up tall at the sound of his name. "Aye Captain?" The man asked as Mathews paused in his steps and looked out at the open water.
"How long now until we reach our destination?" Mathews asked.
Mr. Hughes smirked with a slight chuckle. "With the winds being on our favor, we are already ahead of schedule." Hughes placed his hands behind his back and rocked on his feet a bit. The sound of his voice showed that the man seemed happy or proud.
"And no sign of pirates?" Mathews narrowed his eyes at the horizon.
Hughes shook his head. "Not one." He still had that joy in his voice.
Mathews nodded slowly. "Get me the navigator.... Tell him to recalculate our course and timing. And if we can I want all sails at full."
Hughes nodded before turning on his foot. He called out to the boatswain and gave the man the captain's orders about the sails before heading off to find their new navigator. Hughes didn't have much of a problem with their new navigator. The young man seemed very clear about who he was. And his skills were indeed at the speed they needed it to be.
Just as Hughes was about to head below deck to find their navigator.... He paused.
"Sails!"
A man called out. "North east by north east!" The man added.
Hughes turned on his heels and ran to the port side of the ship where Mathews had also made his way to. Mathews was handed a scope and was already looking over the other ship in the distance.
Mathews pulled the scope from his eye and handed it to Hughes. "It's him...." Mathews stated. He dare not say the ship's name nor say the name of her Captain.
He didn't like how fast the ship moved in the water. He had heard tales about her and her ruthless crew... But those were just stories. And most were wildly outrageous. Men spoke about how the crew and ship would be engulfed in fire.... And the fire would then bend to the Captain and the crew's wishes. This was only one of the so called Seven Kings of the sea. Each one more ruthless than the last... And each held it's own devilish power that no man could believe was true.
Mathews turned to Hughes. "I want us at full sail, ready the men for battle and get our cargo to safety." Mathews ordered. Hughes was quick to act... But could not help but notice that the other ship was gaining..... Fast.... This was far from normal.
A sly smirk came to the Black Ale's Captain's lips. His red eyes narrowed as his men scurried about on the ship. He looked up to see a few men generating heat behind the sails. He slowly looked back to his crew and stepped over to the railing to look down upon the deck. "Lets not take all day." He stated loudly.
A loud energetic cry came from the men as they quickened their pace. Those creating the heat wind turned up the heat and the ship took on a few more knots. The speed alone created a gust over the ship. Masa looked back to his target and smirked as the wind rushed through his short red hair. "It wont be long now...." Masa whispered to himself.