Morning came and the ship docked on the shores of the island of Pensure; another small island to the south of Cape Mackerel. The sands were white, there were a lot of busy trees, the houses were small and made of wood that had been vanished and there was a large rock formation on the other side of the island. On the shore were a few small boats, a few men sitting on wooden crates mending a large finishing net, a group of children running around and there was a gravel path that led into the town where the market was; a place where all sorts of things were sold not just on stands but in small shops. Mia, Mathew and Mr. Bear went ashore, whilst the rest remained on the ship. They made their way down the dock taking in the simple island scenery. They reached the end of it and stood looking around some more; this time wondering where to start looking for Capt. Grovergane. "Right then, he could be anywhere," Mr. Bear said. "How are we going to find him?" Mia looked to her left where the

Morning came and the ship reached La Hannah and pulled up by the dock. It had just about the same feel as Pensure but it was three times bigger and so had more people. There were men carving a small boat, men out in the water throwing fishing nets into the water, men by a stand gutting, cleaning, salting and drying fish and men sitting under a large open tent weaving baskets; each one of them busy at their work. Mia left the ship with Mathew, Mr. Bear and Capt. Grovergane and they approached the group of men that were carving the small boat; the group that was nearest to the dock. "Good morning," she greeted and the men paused their work and looked at her and then at her company. "Good morning," one of the men answered; wearing nothing but trousers that had been folded up at the bottom. "Sorry to disturb you but we're looking for someone." "O.k." "Marilyn Gripp," Mia said and Mathew and Capt. Grovergane turned their heads to her as Mr. Bear just smiled to himself. They were there

The ship sailed on and reached the secluded beach Mathew spoke of. It was a small beach on the extreme opposite side of where the fort was and there was not a single soul in sight. "I can paddle out on a small boat with a few men and go and place the orders of the weapons you need and then we can move them later under the cover of the night," Mathew said. "O.k.," Mia responded. "Whoa hold on, I know his your lover and all but are we seriously going to trust him with this?" Capt. Mohlenar asked. "It does feel a little fishy," Capt. Grovergane agreed. "Thank you." "He could end up disappearing with our money or worse off calling in his father's army to come and arrest us," Mr. Bear said. "He's not going to do that," she said. "I'm not going to do that," Mathew said. "I'm sorry but I just don't trust him," Mr. Bear said. "Mr. Bear seriously," Mia said. They had talked about it before and seemed to be cool about it and so she found herself quite touched by the words that were com

The pirates were locked up, each one in their own holding cell except from Mr. Bear and the other crew men that were put together; one group in one cell and the other group in another. They had been stripped of all their weapons and just sat quietly to themselves thinking about the terrible fate that was soon to be theirs; the terrible fate they were so certain they had escaped but unfortunately had caught up to them. They felt bad that that was the way things were going to end, especially having found nice, quiet and safe lives for themselves; lives that were not the best but were goood enough because unlike their fellow pirates that were no more they were still alive and well. It wasn't going to be for long as they were set to be hung the following day at noon but at least it counted for something; they had managed to survive where many others didn't. And as they felt that way Mia felt even worse. She was an absolute mess sitting in the corner of her cell quietly crying to herself. W

"Quickly after them!" Admiral Krenan shouted as inside the holding cell the pirates started making their way through the hole to the outside, with Mathew right behind them. "Mathew! Mathew!" Mathew stopped and closed his eyes for a moment as he beat himself up inside. He didn't like what he was doing but it was something he just had to do. He didn't like going against his father because that was his father and it was his duty to honour him but he just couldn't stand by and watch him hang the pirates. He had spent a few days with them and had seen for himself that they were not as bad as he always made them out to be. And as for Mia, there was no way he was going to let her be hung, he was madly in love with her, of course he was going to do something. Especially with the fact that he had chosen her over her father; especially with the fact that he had genuinely given himself to the quest and wanted to see it through not just because he wanted to be close to her but because it was for