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She stared into the mirror. A girl in her night dress stared back at her. She furrowed her eyebrows, looking at her features. She had dark brown, lightly curled hair down to her slim waist and amethyst coloured eyes. Her skin she considered fair, though others thought of her to be olive skinned. She was an average height and of average weight, medium bust, and had been told multiple times, by many, that she had a figure many woman would kill for. At the age of 22, she was well over the age to be married and had been courted by eligible gentlemen since she came to Port Royal after washing up on shore in a dinghy with nothing but the clothes she was wearing.

With a sigh she turned away from the mirror and started to get ready for the day, pulling off the night dress she was wearing. She looked over her shoulder and sighed again tracing the outline of a scar that lead from her right shoulder blade to her left hip The one flaw I wish I didn't have she thought sadly. She remembered back to the night she got the scar. She was living in a different town at the time with her step father who was an officer in the Navy. Her mother had passed away a few years ago at the hands of her drunken step father. She was only 10 years old when it happened but she could still remember holding her mother close to her as a pool of blood started to form around them both. A year after the incident she found herself being abused by her step father, who had blamed her for her mother's death. The Navy had relieved him of his duties and he blamed her for that too. He had begun to drink more excessively, which was what she thought had be the cause of his dismissal, there was hardly a time where he was sober. Soon he started to force himself upon her and he would corner her in her room and if she didn't do what he said he would hit her. She shuddered at the thought. That's how she got the scar, he slashed at her with is sword as she was walking away from him. One night, when she was 11, she had had enough and decided to run away. While her step father was at the local tavern, drinking as usual, she put on some less constricting clothes, leaving all her beautiful dresses that were too girly, packed up a few of her treasured possessions and ran from the hell she had to call home. She had run to the docks and hid away on one of the merchant ships that was there. Somehow she went unnoticed by the merchants, although she made a new friend with a boy who was the son of the captain. He was 14 and his name was Cameron, he was quite good looking with blue eyes and brown hair. He sneaked her food and gave her updates on what was going on. He asked her why she was running away from home, she had refused o tell him and he left it at that. She was grateful that he hadn't pushed her for an explanation. Then one morning the boy told her that they were making port and asked her if she was going to leave. She insisted that she should leave and thanked him for all his kindness. He seemed a little crestfallen, but put on a smile and bid her farewell and good luck. As she walked away from the ship she overheard some men talking she heard the name of her old home town. They were standing near a load of goods that had just been unloaded from a ship so she hid behind it, knealing down, and listened in;

"Yes!"

"And no survivers?"

"None what so ever. The whole town was burnt to the ground, do you expect there to be any?"

She knelt there in shock not listening to what the men were saying anymore, her hometown had been destroyed, all the people she knew, everything she had, gone. She shook herself back to her senses and continued listening in to the men, they had already started to walk off cut she caught a few words before someone tapped her on the shoulder. She turned around quickly ready to punch whoever was sneaking up on her, the only useful thing her step father ever taught her. Her fist landed in Cameron's palm, he smirked as she lowered her hand.

"I thought your ship was only here to restock?" she had questioned him

"Indeed, but father said that the locals are being difficult and that we have to stay a night at least. I suppose it's so that they can get some extra business" he stated simply "now, if you are going to go off by yourself, you can't go gallivanting around like a girl!!" he said while dragging her off. He took her to a tailors shop and got her fitted with boys clothes paying a little extra to keep them quiet about a girl buying boys clothes. He then added a hat to the outfit so that she could tuck her hair into it. The rest of the day was spent getting up to mischief and the sorts but ended abruptly when a sailor from Cameron's ship said they were going to leave that afternoon. His face fell as the sailor walked away as he turned to face her. "Are you sure you will be alright by yourself? You can come back to the ship if you want"

"I'm sure. I have already been a burden to you long enough"

"You haven't been a burden!" he looked shocked that she would say something like that

"It's just that you have been a good friend and I feel that I've imposed on you enough"

His face fell slightly at the word 'friend', but he quickly covered it with a smile although he was not quick enough and she saw the sadness on his face, she felt a little guilty but more so confused.

"As you wish. See you" and he turned to leave.

Knock, knock

The sudden rapping on the door caused her to snap out of her reminiscence.

"Miss Katherine? Are you up?" came a soft woman's voice

"Yes, I'm up"

She continued removing her night dress and put on her petticoat and corset. The maid came in and started to lace up the corset.

"Which dress would you like to wear today miss?"

"Anything will do, something simple if you don't mind" she said with a smile

The maid went to the closet and took out a 'simple' blue and white dress, held it up and looked at her. She sighed and nodded, how can they call that simple?

As the maid brought the dress over to her and started to lace her into it Katherine though back again to how she came to Port Royal

Katherine wondered off into the town confused about the exchange with Cameron, she hoped that she would see him again in the future. The next few days she walked around aimlessly looking like a boy, no one gave her any trouble. She was bored out of her mind, wasn't there anything to do in this town? She went to the docks to see if there was anything worth looking at there and that's when she saw it, anchored in the distance, a pirate ship. She saw a few boats making their way towards the shore with a dozen or so men. She was fascinated by pirates, the way they were free to do as they pleased. She remembered that she had always wanted to be a pirate, her step father had severly beat her for that comment when she said it. Now was her chance.

She was somehow able to get onto the ship after pleading with some of the pirates to let her. They, ofcourse, immediately thought she was a he and allowed her to talk to their captain for it was his choice to allow new recruits on to his ship or not. She had stood nervously in the captain's cabin as he stared at her. The captain didn't look to bad, she had thought, his dread locked hair adorned with trinkets, deep brown eyes lined with kohl, sun tanned skin and facial hair. His eyebrows furrowed as he examined her (although he thought she was a he)

"And why would you be wanting to join me an' my crew ay?" he questioned

"Well I have no family and I was out cast by everyone, I only recently came to this town by stowing away on a merchant ship."

She heard him mumble about bloody merchant ships or something of the sort. Suddenly a crash came from the door and a man came flying through

"What is it Barbossa?" the captain asked quickly

"Captain hey've spotted us and have begun firing" the man called Barbossa replied quickly

"Well what are you bloody waitn' for? Fire back!" he yelled

Barbossa turned and and ran out of the room, barking orders as he went

"Looks like you're a pirate now lad. Wait here" he said as he went to follow Barbossa out to the deck, but before he went out the door her turned and asked "What's yer name lad?"

'Oh no, quick, come up with something quick' she thought frantically to herself

"Cameron"

He nodded and exited the cabin

'Nice one, why did you go and say his name? Stupid, stupid girl!' she thought to herself before being distracted by the cannons firing and the sound of buildings crumbling.

"Alright, you are already miss" said the maid "you'd better be off soon, don't want to be late for the Governor"

yet again snapped out of her memories What are you doing! Snap out of it girl! She said to herself it's all in the past. With that she got out up from the stool, she assumed the maid lead her toward it so that she could arrange her hair, and lead the maid out of her room and downstairs to the diner to have a quick spot of breakfast before heading out.

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Katherine breathed in the fresh morning air as she stepped out of the door; it was a crisp morning meaning for a nice day. She smiled to herself as she set off down the street towards the town centre. It only took a few minutes to get there but she took her time knowing that the person with whom she was meeting would need all the time he could get to finish of what needed to be done. As she walked at a slow pace she let her mind wander again, she heard the creak of a door open and close and looked towards the captain's cabin. Barbossa came out smirking and nodded to one of the men. Even though she had only been on the ship for a week she knew that something was brewing with the first mate. She eyed him suspiciously as he stalked over to a group of congregating pirates. she sneaked over to the group and listened in to the meeting:

"So tonight then, we'll do it tonight"

There was murmurs of agreement between all the pirates

"Which island sir?" asked one of the men, rather loudly than was needed

There was a collective shush as they all looked over to the captain's cabin door

"Alright here's how its gonna go. We'll sail on through the night towards this island" he pulled out a map and pointed to it "and then we will knock him over the head and put him in a dinghy then you two" he pointed at two men

"What? Us?" one of them asked

"Well he's pointing at you 'ain't he" said the man next to him "stupid" he added at the same time hitting him over the head.

"you two" he pointed again at the two, they both gulped " will row the dinghy to said island and dump him there, then row back so we can go to the isle"

"Well don't we need the captain to find it? He said he's the only one who knows where it is"

Barbossa gave him a look, and said cockily, "well now he's not the only one"

She gasped, eyes wide with shock, they were going to maroon the captain, she had to go warn him. Her gasp however had alerted the group of pirates to her presence.

"Well, if it isn't Jacks new pet. How much did you hear son?" Barbossa asked

"All of it, and I'm going to tell the captain right now!" she said, anger starting to rise within her, how could they do this to their own captain? She quickly turned to run to the captain's cabin but someone grabbed her wrist. She turned to look at who it was, the pirate next to her had grabbed her wrist and had an evil smirk on his face.

"Well we can't have that now can we" Barbossa looked at one of the men, he was dark skinned and looked quite strong. The man nodded and picked her up from the waist and carried her down the stairs to the lower deck and dropped her to the ground in on of the rooms "You should stay out of the way, unless you want to be left on that island too" he stated shortly and left locking the door behind him. She ran to the door yelling to be let out and banging it with her fists. She gave up after a while and instead listened. She heard the splash of a boat as it was lowered to the water.

The clanking of metal soon replaced the sounds of the ocean Gosh, not again! Get a hold of yourself girl! She took a deep breath to compose herself before she opened the door to the blacksmiths.