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Queen's End , a short story by Aventine. Date added: 2011-07-06. Times viewed: 1438.

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Intro: An orphaned pair of twins struggle for survival during the notorious wreck of Edward Teach's (Blackbeard's) Queen Anne's Revenge.: Queen's End

The ruthless, appalling blizzard swept past the snow-white decks of The Queen Anne's Revenge, as the truculent waves viciously crashed onto the brittle woodwork of the boat, the rampageous hail of snow rapidly blinding the vision of the scrawny, ragged boy staggering forwards on the deck. He was pulling a little girl along with him, her fragile figure quaking violently.

The buccaneer ship continued thrashing through the vehement waves, as the girl abruptly screamed and slipped on the lubricious wooden boards; the boy immediately turned around and pulled her up, solicitously hollering at her through the boisterous blizzard if she was okay. The girl groaned grievously and tottered forwards, the glacial waves once again lapping nuttily over the boat’s battered wooden railings.

It was then, when the distant sound of a raging bullet whistled through the frigid air, as the boy turned around in curiosity, his eyes wide. There was a aching, doleful cry, as he suddenly jolted backwards without warning and collapsed onto the wooden floors, the girl behind screaming at the frail, motionless figure lying on the ground in utter astonishment. The savage, truculent blizzard kept thundering past, as the boy lay sprawled on the ground, the endless hail of unmerciful snow rushing past, soon dissolving into the masses of brilliant white in the distant, hazy sky.

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