Episode 2 - The Tortugan Spy
That afternoon...
Coggy and the pirates stood on the Bridge of the Grim Reaper.
"Mates, I've just heard some alarming news!" proclaimed the concerned Captain.
"What's up? Don't tell us tha friggin' Treasure Fleet don't exist after all!" called a disappointed Admiral Tew.
"Ney, ney," replied Coggy quickly. "Cap'n Jon, tha tavern keeper, told me dat tha friggin' Governor of Tortuga has got wind of our plans!" he announced.
"So what?" asked a puzzled Henry Morgan.
Davey Jones looked concerned, "'Enry, didn't ye know? Rumour 'as it dat tha Gov'nor be on friendly terms wit the Spanish! Folks reckon he has a secret deal wit 'em - He informs tha dons on what all pirate scum 'r up to, and in return, tha dons promised not to attack Tortuga again." he explained.
"Aye, Davey's right," added Coggy, "And if'n tha Git has squealed on us, ye can be sure dat tha only ting waiting fer us in Puerto Bello will be a 1000-gun salute!"
The pirates began to grumble as disappointment set in.
"So what 'r we gonna do bout it?" asked Tew.
Coggy scratched his head and thought for a moment.
"Leave him ta me!" shouted NavyRum, "I'll cut tha bastids gizzards out 'n feed 'em to yer parrot! Cap'n" he said, menacingly.
"Ney lad, not just yet," replied Cog.
"We's gotta determine just what tha Gov'nor knows about our plans before 'e meets wit a nasty accident." he said, before adding, "And besides, I aint got me a parrot no more"
Moose made for the gangway leading to the dock, "Lets get on over thar 'afore tis too late." he said.
And with that, the men wasted no time in disembarking the ship and heading for the Governors residence
Twenty minutes later...
The pirates stood outside the mansion. On the large oak door a brass nameplate was neatly pinned; 'Residence of Mr Enrique Foo Kin Ly - Governor of Tortuga. Beware of the Dog!' it read.
"Right, lets see if'n this spying swab is home..." said Morgan, before proceeding to boot the door from it's hinges!
Just then a shocked-looking manservant appeared at the doorway, closely followed by a small fluffy poodle. "I say, what the bloody hell is going on?" asked the man.
The pirates didn't answer. Instead, Moose grabbed him by his throat and held him up against the doorframe as the pirates barged in!
The poodle began to bark at the commotion, "Yip Yip Yip"
"Yip dis! Yew little varmint!" screamed Tew as he thrust his cutlass down the poor dogs throat and flung the yelping animal back over his shoulder.
The pirates stormed into the main hall and were met by a startled looking man in a dressing gown and slippers.
"Who the hell do you think you are?" called the irate Governor.
"Shut yer face, yew pen-pushing Git!" screamed Coggy as he shoved Foo Kin Ly to the floor.
The pirates stood leaning over the terrified man.
"We's heard a nasty rumour dat yee've been talkin' to some filthy Spaniards!" said Morgan, menacingly.
"Don't know what you're talking about..." blabbered the terrified man.
Just then Moose entered, "That bleedin' servant has buggered off. Seems like tha blaggard had a streak 'o yeller in him - what's tha story with this Git?" he asked, as he pointed to the quivering Foo Kin Ly.
"Tha dear ol' Gov'nor wus just about to tell us a thing 'o two" replied Coggy as he put his blade against the mans face.
"I honestly don't know what you're talking about..." continued the frightened man.
"Let me at him, Cap'n" pleaded the eager NavyRum.
Coggy grabbed the Governor by the scruff of the neck and lifted him to his feet, "Listen 'ere yew pox ridden curd, I'd advise ye ta start talkin' - else me mates 'r gonna enjoy doin' some unsavoury tings to ye!" he growled.
Foo Kin Ly stood and nervously looked at each man before succumbing to shear terror and passing out!
The pirates stood over his limp unconscious body.
"Bleedin' swab - tis no fun torturing a man when he's unconscious" moaned Coggy.
"Never ye mind, 'appen while tha bugger is takin' a lil' nap, we'll pillage tha place 'n see what we comes up wit" replied Tew.
And with that, the pirates quickly got to work on raiding the mansion.
Twenty minutes later...
The Governors residence had been completely ransacked. The pirates had hoarded all the valuables and placed them on the garden lawn outside.
"Hey Coggy, have ye a look at this!" called an excited NavyRum as he handed the Captain some important looking papers.
Cog stood and scrutinized them for a moment. "Shiver me friggin' timbers!" he proclaimed.
The others stopped what they were doing and gathered around him.
"What is it, Cog?" asked Moose.
"Matey, listen ta this!" he replied as he began reading from the documents, "Lads, this 'ere Governor aint what 'e seems! Tha swine is nottin' short 'o bein' a Spanish agent!" he announced.
The pirates looked on with increasing interest as Coggy continued, "It sey's 'ere dat tha Git be on secret orders from the Queen hag 'o Spain. 'Appen tha wench is sick 'o pirates plundering her colonies 'n pinchin' her swag"
"I knew dar wus somethin' fishy bout dat bugger," added Davey Jones, as he proceeded to give the still unconscious Governor a kick in the ribs.
"What else does it say, Coggy?" asked Tew.
"Seems as though Mister Governor got elected by a bit 'o vote rigging! It also mentions a payment to some unknown parties dat 'conveniently' got rid 'o our mate, One Eye'd Willy when 'e wus Gov'nor of Tortuga!" added the Captain.
"I thought Willy wus hung fer murdering 'is wife, Willow?" asked a puzzled Davey Jones.
"Hmmmm, looks like Foo Kin Ly'r set poor old One Eye up," replied Moose.
Coggy turned the page, "Dats not all!" he added, with increasing excitement. "Listen ta this! - The Governor has been relaying information to tha don's fer months. Mentions somethin' about informing Spanish Pirate Hunters of pirate movements 'n deeds along tha Main..."
"So dats why so many brethren 'r going missing down thar..." interrupted Moose as he began to realise why so many pirates had been lost recently.
"Aye, twas all down ta this Git squealing on 'em!" replied Cog, as he pointed to the unconscious man.
"Anything else 'o interest in thar?" asked Tew as he motioned to the bundle of papers in Cogs hand.
Coggy scrutinized the papers again, "BLEEDIN' 'ELL!" he called in excitement. "Tew, listen ta this!" he said.
The others moved closer.
"It just so 'appens that tha Governor not only has dealings wit that bastid, Ol'Man, but 'e also mentions something 'bout dat Sisterhood 'o Pyrates I told ye about!" revealed Coggy.
"So tha hag alliance exists!" said Morgan scratching his chin.
"Cog, what does it sey bout Ol'Man?" asked Tew.
Coggy read a little more, "Mate, it just mentions that tha blaggard returned to Cartagena a few months after getting 'is 'ands on tha Dutch treasure. 'Appen tha Spanish re-took Cartagena and imprisoned our pirate Gov'nor, Dredd Roberts." he said, with a touch of sorrow.
The anger grew inside each pirate.
Just then, the Governor grumbled a little as he slowly regained consciousness. Morgan and Moose wasted no time in lifting him to his feet.
"Yew friggin' treacherous swine!" barked Moose into Foo Kin Ly's face.
"Right lads, I tink we's gotta make an example 'o dis don-loving Git" said Coggy.
"Aye, I'm gonna enjoy this!" replied a gleeful Morgan as he violently shoved the Governor out of the mansion and into the garden.
Later that morning...
"Right, that's that..." said Davey Jones as he admired Morgan's handy-work at hastily erecting a makeshift gallows - and putting it to good use!
The pirates all stood around and watched as the Governors limp carcass gently swung in the breeze.
"Tortuga is gonna need a new man in charge now... Any ideas?" asked Tew.
The men stood thinking for a moment.
"How's bout Cap'n Jon, tha tavern keeper? He's well respected in these 'ere parts" replied NavyRum.
Davey Jones nodded his agreement and said, "Aye lad, 'appen 'e treats us pirate scum wit respect. Tha blaggard serves a fine ale down at tha Silver Sloop tavern, and tha rum aint watered down piss like ye find in tha other hovels around 'ere."
"Well, sounds good ta me..." said Coggy.
"Tis settled then, let's go 'n inform tha lucky bugger 'o his new title," replied Morgan as the pirates gathered their ill-gotten gains and headed back into town.
The next day...
"We don't know the extent 'o Foo Kin Ly's treachery. Fer all we know, word could 'o got back to tha dons about our Treasure Fleet expedition." explained a disheartened Coggy.
The pirates all sat around a table in the Silver Sloop drinking rum as Cap'n Jon eagerly gathered his personal possessions from behind the bar and prepared to take up his new role as Governor of Tortuga.
"Lads, tha rums on tha house!" proclaimed a gleeful Jon, as he wasted no time in exiting the tavern for the last time and heading for his new residence.
The pirates all turned back to Coggy.
"So what now, Cog?" asked NavyRum.
"Well, I's puttin' it to a pirate vote - if'n yer still up fer it, say aye…. BUT remember dis! - tha Spanish could be expecting our lil' visit to Puerto Bello now, so if'n we all gets killed again - don't be blaming me..." replied Cog.
The pirates all thought for a second before each and every one of them responded with the words Coggy had hoped to hear;
"Aye"