“Ye be fools!” Webadict shouted. “All o' ye!”
The few nearest him, Razordw and Dark, grabbed ahold of his shoulders while the rest of the crew rushed him. With a swift sidestep, he manages to knock the two who had grabbed him onto the ground. He kicks Politfar, the first of the on comers, buying him some time.
He jumps onto the side of the ship, pistol drawn, and aims it toward Cap'n Zako. “If'n I'm goin' down, so shall he!”
The crew froze. Webadict continued his speech, “Aye, so ye caught me. Give yerselves a hand.” He paused, then aimed the pistol at the crew. “I said, give yerselves a hand!” Some of the crew begins to clap.
“O, ye think ye have won, 'ave ye? Well, looks like the pistol be in the other 'and.” He tosses his pistol to the other hand for show, nearly dropping it overboard.
Suddenly, Frelock swings in from behind, knocking Webadict onto the ship. The crew grab him, tying his hands together.
Webadict is dragged, shouting curses at all the nearby pirates. The drag him onto the plank.
“Aye, they got me last night, an' this be only the beginning!” He then winks at DF newb. “Ye be next, lad.”
Cap'n Zako walks onto the plank. “No more o' this nonsense. We 'ave won.” At that he kicks Webadict off the plank. The crew wait for the splash... but hear nothing. They look at the water, seeing only the ring of sharks swimming, then look up to see Webadict with his tied arms around the plank.
“Ye 'ave to do better 'n that!” Webadict pulls out a knife with his mouth from inside his clothes and cuts the rope, plunging into the sea with a bang! The water turns red with blood.
“Tha' be the last we see o' 'im,” Cheeetar remarks. The crew turns away, satisfied at the catch of another mutineer, save for Jackrabbit. Something bobs to the surface.
“Well, I'll be...” Jackrabbit remarks. One of the sharks is bobbing on the surface with a bullet hole in its head. A second one appears with several knife wounds, with the knife still sticking out of one of its eye. After a little bit, the third shark appears, with Webadict still holding on to it.
“Swim, ye sea dog!” He yells out into the setting sun. The several bite wounds are visible from where Jackrabbit stands. “SWIM!”
The shark swims away with Webadict still holding on.