Pirate Of Caribbean : The Legend Of John Rackett Stones.

"BEON ! BEON ! hey Paul Man ! Paul ....Beonn! Wake Up ! Hurry up . We'll all die if we don't leave ."

The sleeping man, Beon Paul struggled to open his eyes .While the bombarding went on at the coast of Syria, Lebanon ".

"Uhhhh...."

The young man was in a trance after seeing his brother in arms with blood dripping from the corners of his forehead.

"Thank goodness , you are awake the ship can't hold on anymore ....listen to me, we have to escape as soon ..."

(A/N - "_" - 1st person , '_ ' - Thoughts , [] - Phone call or other tech . { } - Past overview or narration.) 

RUMBLEEeeee!!!

"STRIKEE , All soldiers we are struck by a lone torpedo Please evacuate as soon as possible.!!!"

BANG!!!

The scenes of the battle in front of him affected him strongly. 

"BlerGhhh!!!"

Cough! Cough ! 

The rapid secretion of the rapid secretion of adrenaline will it slow down as you heard the sound of blood rushing his body in the trans his brain did not have time to process any information .

He had only one thought - escape from here .

When Beon came to the position to the helm , he saw a gun muzzle at his head .

"What The..."

Before he can finish saying , he was slammed from behind .

"RUnnn Paul RUnn ...I will stop this bastard ..."

"Wait !! William ...."That was all Beon could say.

-BeonPov-

"Hahhh Hahhh ....."

'My lungs hurts ..'

The hull of the ship was torn apart and large wreckage fell deeper into the sea .

"Wait I have to save Bro..."

'I will not die OF DROWNING .I WILL NOT DIE A DOG'S DEATH."

I clutched my gun gripping it tightly and shot towards the enemy .

  "F### . KILL HIMM!!!!"

I sucker punched the guy who was holding william . William was sweezing harshly.

"Damn it....Who knew those damn terrorist will attack Us New Ensigns...Damn it."

Uh?

I saw a black round Pear shaped object rolling towards me.A grenade !! And it has its Pin On.

I clutched it hard .The world is spinning !

'I lost too much blood!'

The Man , who was destined to die at bottom of the sea ,was brought into vigor and life for the sake of brotherhood.

'I know what i have to do !'

"WILLIAM !!! JUMP ABOARD !"

Out Of instinct he heeded my words and jumped .

I saw The Ba'ath Syrian terrorist look at me with red bloodshot eyes.

"ALLAHU AKBAR !!!! " With a war cry he jumped at me.

"FucKYOU MY ass . Ye And ,Uwu! Take MY explosive black ball in your mouth ."And with that i threw the grenade At point blank.

BlammmmMMMM!!!!!

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The orange-red flames and shockwaves that erupted from the gap pushed Logan far away.his back burned and tiny shrapnels digging into his flesh.

And with that he collided with the sea water and sank.

"Weezeee!!!!!"

"COUGH COUGH !!!!"

"I am F###Ing alive . HELL YEAHHHH!!!"

Bless My luck that i climbed on a floating drifting wood.

I can see my brother and other officer waving toward me.

"Heeee... Looks like i will get a medal of bravery At my home back .."

The slightly cool and salty sea breeze blew his pale face and brought some vitality.

Cold and hunger was also tormenting him. Enduring his scarred body and lifting the strength of his body, he tried to swim towards others.

DAmnnn So hot... And so windy ..

"Uh , Windy and hot with a crushing pressure ???"

Shakingly , he looked up.

All he could see was a red blinding light and then he died ...Adios.

Thats how a twenty-first century Young ensign died after his act of bravery under a red meteorite at the sea. 

All I could hear A garbling shrieking noise .

"God,Why....Did not i accumulate enough virtue and good deeds..If I meet You I will fucking cut yeeouuuuu!!!!!"

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