Creep from the Deep by R. L. Stine

Author:R. L. Stine
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Scholastic Inc.
Published: 2015-10-14T04:00:00+00:00

No.

I blinked hard.

Terror can make you see crazy things.

Roger and Goldy still had their heads.

The two pirates swung their rusted swords again.

Again, Roger and Goldy ducked — and the blades whistled inches over their heads.

Then the two men dove at the pirates. Grabbed them around their waists, raised them high in the air — and heaved them into the rocks.

The pirates didn’t utter a sound as their bodies fell apart. I watched the skulls fly off, the ribs separate, the leg bones roll away.

Roger and Goldy bumped knuckles. Roger picked up his baseball cap from the ground. Then they lifted Sheena and me to our feet.

“We’d better hurry,” Goldy said, gazing down at the two piles of bones. “I bet more of these guys are on the way.”

They turned and started to their boat.

“Wait,” I said, trotting after them. “You didn’t answer my question. Are you after Captain Ben’s treasure?”

They both shook their heads.

“We don’t want the treasure,” Goldy said.

“These waters belong to the government. That means the treasure does, too,” Roger said. “There’s no way we want that trouble.”

“Let the treasure stay at the bottom of the sea,” Goldy said. “If Roger and I can take pictures of the sunken ship, we could sell them for a fortune.”

“Goldy and I would be the most famous photographers in the world!” Roger said.

They continued to the motorboat, which was rocking gently on the waves. “We have our diving equipment onboard. Think you two can find the old sunken ship again?”

“Maybe,” I said. “It’s right under our mini sub.”

Sheena frowned. “But that doesn’t help us with our problems,” she said. “How do we rescue our uncle George from the pirates?”

“Let’s make a deal,” Goldy said. “You guide us to the Scarlet Skull. We’ll haul the treasure chest onto our boat. We’ll bring it back for you to give to Captain Ben.”

“Then we’ll take the three of you wherever you want to go,” Roger said. “Deal?”

They both stared at us, waiting for our answer.

“What are we waiting for?” I said. “Let’s go.”

Goldy and Roger splashed into the water, holding their camera cases high. Sheena and I followed. We waded to the boat. The warm water lapped over our waists.

Howls rang out from the beach. I turned and looked back. The pirates were coming after us, clambering into the water. They were shrieking like wild animals, swinging swords above their heads.

Goldy and Roger reached the boat. They grabbed the deck railing and hoisted themselves inside. Sheena climbed in easily. I tossed my walking stick onto the deck.

The motor started with a roar. I reached for the deck rail — and missed. I tumbled face-first into the water.

The pirates’ howls grew louder. Closer. I floundered in fear, slapping at the water, struggling to stay on the surface.

The motor churned up the waves, sending a spray high in the air. The spray washed over the charging pirates.

Sputtering, I reached for the deck rail again. Caught it! I lifted myself — soaking wet — onto the deck.

Bony hands shot up from the water.

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