The sun was high with it's shine reflected by the waters of the sea.
Even though it was a hot day the sea was assaulted by freezing winds.
The pirates working on the ship shivered slightly from the cold winds but didn't have much reaction besides that.
They had gotten use to weather by now.
Soft foot steps were heard from captain cabin, they were Alex's.
He had been pasing up and down the cabin for a while now. He wore a heavy expression on his face. Although Old Seadog wasn't a strong opponent, he still disliked the idea of a hidden enemy.
Alex had the idea of using the pirates to search the ship for Old Seadog but decided not to do so.
The reason was simple these pirates were not loyal to him, Alex knew that he controlled them through fear.
If given the chance they would turn on him without any hesitation.
Given the situation he was in, he had the intention of searching for the man himself but almost imediatly abandoned that idea.
His enemy had a better understanding of this ship than Alex did.
Plus Alex didn't have any tracking related skills, although he did have some tracking ability it was weaker than his other abilities.
He knew the best chance he had was to let his enemy come to him.
"If I was the enemy, what would I do?" he muttered quietly to himself.
It didn't take him long to figure it out, "If I was the enemy I would attack at night. There are many benefits to doing so."
Once Alex realised that he stopped, "It's a good thing I already told the pirates the coordinates before I entered the cabin.
So I should be able to move around but just to be safe I should stay here."
...
When the sun was down and the moon had risen their was a shadow silently moving across the ship.
The shadow carefully opened the door to the captain's cabin, and there in the bed was the figure of a young man with a head full of raven black long hair.
The figure was Alex when the shadow saw Alex it was filled with disguste. With the moonlight slightly shining on the figures face, his appearance was visible.
The shadowy figure was Old Seadog, he snuck up to the bed where the Alex was resting.
Old Seadog unsheath his greatsword and aimed for the sleeping form before him.
Before he could strike a gleaming blade tore through the blanket covering Alex and stabbed into Old Seadog chest.
He was so suprised that he barley felt the pain in his chest.
He coughed out a mouth full of blood, when he looked down at the blade.
When he saw it, the pain came rushing forth.
His legs started to shake and weakened, he fell on his knees.
He could feel more blood rising up his throat.
With what little strength he had left he looked up, as soon as he did his eyes met Alex's.