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Why a red Flag? Many pirates historically had personalized flags. While the black/white "Jolly Roger" was the most famous, it was not the only type of pirate flag. The flags were designed to intimidate the defenders, encourage a quick surrender, allowing "quarter", and an opportunity to gain an undamaged ship. Red is easier to see and looks like blood, the Black dot is the New moon (as the name of the ship)with a skull in it(a symbol of death) as though saying "Death is waiting in the moonless night". The Black Spot is also a symbol known to pirates as a warning. As though we are saying we are a threat to everyone. The sword crossing the bone means "We will cut you to the bone if you don't surrender" The Bloody background helps to make the point. The words "Speak nothing but good of the dead" written in French is a warning to the French that they will be shown no mercy.

As the sudden shock of saltwater rushed into his empty eyesockets like acid-fire, he knew this was his bloody reward for his cruel life. His nostrals filled too with brackish waters as he vanely fought the crazed men who pulled him deeper into oblivian. The same men he had just moments before prepared to blow down with a 6 pounder at 2 paces. Anger replaced fear and the word "mutiny" wormed into his dying brain. With a gurgaling final scream, he began to drown. His last breath bubbled away and he could no longer feel his attackers. Was he alone now in the deep dark cold embrace of Davy Jones' Locker? Far colder then the artic waters, he trembled. The life faded from his body. He thought of all the men he sent to this same hell. Suddenly, a bright ball of light apeared before him. So bright in fact, he needed no eyes to see it. His gagging breath eased as sea water replaced air. An image was forming in the sphere of light. At first almost a human unborn baby, but soon it grew in size and its nose extented forth. The things legs merged together, arms shrank to flipers and a large fin emerged on the back. This was now clearly a shark, but bigger then any he had ever seen or heard of. A Great White, but the size of a whaleshark. Finally, the beast stopped growing and turned to face the shreaded remains of Captain Codwel. The sharks eyes, grand glassy portals, gleaming with the glow of hellfire as it spoke in a deep booming voice.

"CAPTAIN CODY CODWEL, KEEL HAULED SCOURGE OF THE SEVEN SEAS...AND FATHER."

The words hissed as they left the sharks mouth and boiled the water. The huge monster spoke on.

"CONCIEVED IN THE BLOOD OF YOUR FIRST MURDER, I FED THROUGH OUT YOUR LIFE ON THE EVIL YOU DID. GREED WAS MY STAKE AND HATE A FINE BRANDY-WINE. I AM YOUR CREATION AND I HAVE COME TO GRANT YOU A DARK WISH IN EXCHANGE FOR MY FINAL MEAL. DO WE HAVE AN ACCORD?"

"I have only one wish demon!"

Codwel's words whispered from his torn lips in a guteral growl as he furrowed his brow looking upwards to the ship far far above.

"Revenge....."

The Shark lurched forward saying,

"NO QUARTER WILL BE GRANTED"

It peeled back huge lips and thousands of black teeth filled Codwels dead vision. Suddenly the jaws reached forth and sliced Codwel in twain. A shake of the head, a thrash of massive tail, and the other half was eaten as well. The bloody water seemed to extinguish the fire in the shark's eyes turning them black as it slowly turned to give chase to the now cursed, Stygian Sun.