The treetop hut creaked and swayed gently. The captain and half her crew waited in ambush. There was a whirring of air. Down through the open sunroof he landed, crouched, poised for action.
The captain and her men erupted in laughter. A dozen swords and pistols pointed at the ninja. “Looks like ye be surrounded this time!” she gloated.
He placed three rhythmic knocks on a nearby floorboard. The outer edges of the hut gave out. With horrified screams, the pirate crew plummeted.
As he watched the captain grasped a vine mid-fall and swung off into the jungle thicket. “Nevertheless,” he thought, “the relic is safe. For now.”
FLASH! It’s Flash Friday, the day when Seeking New Earth authors write short stories up to 1000 words (“flash fiction”) or 110 words (“microfiction”). Both are sure to instigate the imagination and stimulate the synapses. Did you like what you read? Want to explore the story some more? Or maybe you want to try your own hand at some flash fiction? Leave us a comment below!
This is a story connected to the previous Famous Battles That Never Were. Given the limitations of our microfiction (110 words) these will probably never become much more than simple vignettes, but I do like to weave a thread through them. At some point, there will be more.