The Captain Is A Woman

"Hey Alex, going to the uhm bathroom." Edward's voice made Alexander stop dead in her tracks, she turned around slowly to look at him standing by his side was Ryker and Adams all wearing mean looks on their faces. Alexander could tell what they wanted, every day on her way to the bathroom they laid an ambush. "Don't you guys get tired." She said in a bored tone dropping the basin in her hands on the floor. Edward laughed taking a step forward, "you're the one who keeps complicating things, show us you've got a d**k and we'll be gone." Alexander's eyes darkened on hearing those words, there was no escaping this exposing her identity would mean death for her anyway. As if to catch her off guard Edward threw the first punch but she ducked and slammed her fist on his nose causing it to make a creaking sound. He took several steps back desperately trying to catch his breath. "Let's end this quick shall we?" The breaking sound of her knuckles echoed throughout the dark hallways. In rage they all lunged for her but the voice from the speaker up ahead made them freeze like one who had been struck by lightning. "Five seconds." Was all that came out from the speaker before it went dead. Without needing to be told twice the three men did a three sixty and raced down the hallway leaving Alexander there alone. She picked up her basin and continued her journey to the bathroom, now was the best time to get it done seeing as the others had been summoned, of course the instruction applied to her also but as the black sheep Alexander listened to no one, she was a trouble magnet not a single day went by without her getting whipped but the thing is she was also the best man on the ship. No one was aware of her real identity as a woman, although they suspected it and had made several attempts to strip her they could never succeed. There was no man on the ship who could take her except for Ismael. Once again the basin left her hands and she proceeded to strip but came to a pause when she sensed movements behind her. "Who's there." She turned around but there was no one. Maybe she was mistaken after all it was impossible for anyone to be around by this hour. Unless you're the best man on the ship you could get killed for disobeying orders. She continued to undo her buttons when a something solid came in contact with her head sending her slumping into the hands of her captivator unconscious. The masked man looked at the sleeping body in his arms, "target secured." The entire mael ship was gathered in the open field dressed in blacks and boots standing according to their ranks. A single man stood in front of the crowd wearing a bitter look on his face. "It is with a heavy heart I announce to you that lord Ismael and his entire family have passed away in a plane crash." The once quiet crowd erupted into chaos, many wailed some gossiped amongst themselves while others stood in silence unwilling to accept reality. "What does this mean for us?" Shouted a man from the crowd gaining everyone's attention. "Who will lead us now?" Caden laughed in a dangerous manner, "As lord Ismael's older brother do you think I'm not fit to sail this ship?" "This should've been mine to begin with.." The men looked at each other disapprovingly but none dared to question him. "Not so fast Caden." Lucas walked in with a few men behind him holding someone captive. Caden was shocked to see his little brother, how dare he think he could rain on his parade. "And what do you think you're doing?" He questioned in an authoritative tone. Lucas smiled deviously knowing he had the upper hand this time, "I bring with me lord Ismael's will." He held up a white piece of paper and flung it around for everybody to see. Caden felt threatened but hid his fear, "why don't you tell us what it says." "No need to rush, I was planning to anyway." Lucas said smugly. He turned to face the crowd, "what is written on this paper says if all comes to worst and the ship is left without a successor may the position be occupied by lord Ismael's last son Alexander." Several shocked gasps escaped the crowd but none is able to match the look on Caden's face. "Last son?" He repeated in disbelief. Lucas waved his hand and the black bag on Alexander's head was raised, she stood there with her hands tied to the back looking lost and confused. Caden's frown deepened on seeing the alleged son, "Isn't this that troublemaker?" "You really expect me to believe he's Ismael's son?" "Tell a better lie would you." He scoffed. "Oh trust me I came prepared." Lucas smirked, he flipped outs another paper. "A DNA test to prove.." Caden almost loses his balance some men rush to his side to prevent him from further embarrassment. He almost cannot hide his shock. Lucas turned the paper and at the back rests a familiar handwriting Caden could make out as Ismael's. "And Ismael's letter." He completed his sentence. "This test was done ten years ago," he turned to face the crowd. "The letter was written at the same time, when lord Ismael received the tests results he wept and said all hope was not lost almost as if he could forsee his own future." Alexander stared at him like an alien that was spewing trash. It didn't seem to make sense but some how it did, ten years ago she was separated from her mother forcefully and thrown into the mafia. No matter what she did, how many mistakes she made her life was never endangered neither was she kicked out. That was where the rumor about she being a woman started from, because of the special treatments the others had suspected her of sleeping with Ismael who knew she was his child. "I will not bore you with lord Ismael's words." Lucas spoke up, "however I do want to let you all know that his blood flows in the body of this child making him the only man qualified enough to sail this ship." Next he fell to his knees in front of Alexander and placed his hand on his chest and the army behind him followed suit. Caden was reluctant at first but soon gave in after receiving a few questioning stares. "All hail captain Alexander."