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Bumps were a part of the job. You didn’t go out to sea and not expect to have the boat dip and dive to levels that would upset the stomachs of folks on land. Captain Dominic knew this and was comfortable with it. So comfortable that he almost slept through and event that sailors and scholars would talk about for decades to come.
“Captain! Come quick! That bastard was right!”
Arvey checked his hands for splinters as he made it to the bottom of the stairs leading below deck. Without a thought he disobeyed the unwritten rule and slid down the set of stairs with his hands on the old wooden rails. As loud as he could he yelled to the captain fast asleep in his small out of the way cabin. Dreams of spending hard earned money comforted him most likely as the ship rolled and dipped. He could sleep through a hurricane and a half no doubt and a “little water” hitting port side wouldn’t wake him now. Waves the size of buildings crashed in and then sucked back out as they tried to keep afloat versus the massive unnatural beast. Deckhands ran about frantically grabbing all manner of hooks and weapons as they tried to make sense of what they were seeing. They couldn’t believe that the bastard was right.
Weeks earlier the crew caught the sight of a glint on the horizon. Thinking it was a buoy or some other floating salvage, they moved towards it. Only to find a debris field half a mile long and the near dead dried and salted body of famed explorer and adventurer Louis Flint. When he explained the situation they counted their lucky stars. Not only were they now talking to a living legend, they came about and rescued him after his ship was apparently destroyed by the Autono-pus. A monstrous construct conceived and built by the Phantom Hood. The worlds first super villain. Louis had been on his trail for years and at the risk of his notoriety, his fame fortune and even sanity he was going to unmask the Hood. He offered untold riches to the men aboard the ship if they would help him recover equipment destroyed when the Hood and his machine attacke his ship. When that equipment was safely aboard, secured and covered, they could began their new job of tracking down and confront the Hood. Captain Dominic agreed, fully believing the adventurer was crazed but not being able to pass up a chance at the money he offered.
So on that bright morning when one of Flints numerous devices began to beep, the crew paid no mind. They were more excited about receiving word from the nearby HMS Lockheed and the chance to resupply their whiskey casks. When the sky suddenly darkened, they continued their games of chess and loudly exaggerated stories of conquest. But when the sea boiled and tentacles the size of smokes stacks snaked forth their tune changed. With frightening precision the arms grabbed the vessel before them and began to rip it open, mere wrapping paper to a child. Smoke poured from other unseen gashes on the underside of the ship as the metallic beast conducted its brutal surgery. Suddenly, the rattle of gunfire competed with the sound of metal and wood being torn asunder. A heavy rain of bullets came from the smaller ship as Louis Flint pulled the tarp from his precious salvaged cargo and opened fire on the Autono-pus with his incomprehensible Gun-chair. A steam powered chimera of chair, gunship, automobile and tank. A device dreamed up to slay a creation of nightmares. Several of his shot found their mark in the side of the beast. It released its death grip on its target and dove beneath the waves.
“Abandon ship!” Louis shouted as the Captain made it up top.
“Wait a second Flint, that’s my call. And what for? You drove it off you crazy bastard, you did it”
Without looking at the captain Louis turned the gun chair towards the deck, straight down. “I’m sorry Captain, it is your ship, But If i’m right, in about 12 seconds there wont be much of it left. It doesn’t matter who gives the order but get them off. 10 seconds Captain. 9, 8….” The crew looked on in horror as Flint counted down. The whole time aiming and charging the Gun Chair straight at the deck of the ship. The Captain gave the order and understood what was happening at the same moment. He braced himself for both impacts.