“First the whole of STAG, then I’ll move on to the entire U.K,” he bragged, smirking, “like a good old-fashioned pirate, my name will precede me.” In reality he wanted nothing less, he could do without a reputation. “Besides, like you want anything less - the Waitesmith name means more to you than anything, you’re like… the ultimate pirate candidate because everyone around school knows who you are. You’re like Blackbeard.”
“Blackbeard. I like that. He lived by an especially strict code of conduct.”














