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A Pirates Life for Me

The rain drizzled onto the docks and created a veil of mist that shaded Port Royal. Even though the rain sent a chill up your spine, it was quite humid out. But it was the perfect weather for a heist to be pulled at the governor's mansion.

"I really must get that latch fixed." A soft voice muttered. Her long blond hair was matted by the rain, and the wooden beads that were twisted in her blond strands kept knocking against her face. She shoved them aside impatiently and quietly crept along the silent streets of Port Royal.

The object she was after was an amulet. It was an extremely precious and important amulet that was made of gold and decorated with diamonds, rubies and emeralds. The exact amulet that had fallen off of her neck because of the broken latch and fell to the ground, only to be found by a passing Governor Swann that was out for a morning stroll. The amulet was important because not of its value, but of its sentimental value. It had been the first item Jasmine Torrington had stolen. Her first act of piracy.

Jas stared at the large iron gates and frowned. With a sigh, she gripped the wet bars and started to climb. Her oversized black boots slipped on the iron, but she managed to get over to the other side. She landed neatly and crept towards a frosted-glass window that was within her height. This was not tall at all, considering she was just under five feet. She was hoping to hit a growth spurt. Surely she would grow taller. She was only sixteen, after all.

Jas tried opening the window, but it was locked. Not that she expected anything different. She reached into her right boot and pulled her dagger from its secret holder that was stitched to the inside of her boot.

The dagger was her second precious item; a silver dagger with a gold hilt that was studied with diamonds and sapphires. She only really used it in emergencies. She slipped the blade in the window's crack and jiggled it until she hit the blade. She carefully pulled the window open and climbed in.

Jas stared at the vast drawing room she had just entered. Silk drapes, oak chiffoniers and golden candelabras decorated the room. It was quite lavish, but Jas was used to this kind of lifestyle. She had grown up with it for fifteen years.

And then she betrayed her family and broke their hearts.

Shaking those thoughts from her mind, Jas cautiously made her way up the wooden stairs and entered the carpeted corridor that led to an assortment of rooms.

Now where would the governor hide such a valuable item?

His bedroom. Jas slipped down the corridor and peered around many doorframes.

"Blasted house has so many rooms!" Jas muttered when she checked the twentieth room. "I don't know why anyone would need so many. What is wrong with a simple house? Less costly and much more cozy."

She came upon a closed door. She slowly opened the door and glanced into the dim room, only light source being the moon shining through the gauze curtains.

A jewellery box sat atop his dresser. Smiling, Jas approached it and lifted the lid. A light melody flowed from the box, but it was like a gunshot in the silent room. Jas hastily slammed the lid down and tensed. Nothing. Quelling a sigh of relief, Jas picked up the box and took it with her. It was much easier this way, and besides, she was a pirate after all.

Well...at the moment she was a house prowler. But it wasn't her fault she didn't have a real boat or a crew!

She tiptoed into the corridor and yelped when a sharp light blinded her.

"Halt!" A Navy man hollered, raising his lantern so he could get a better look at the thief.

Jas reared back and slammed the box upside the man's head. She jumped over his limp body and ran for the stair case. Two more Navy men came hurrying towards her from the other end of the hall.

"I didn't know the governor was so paranoid." Jas muttered before launching herself over the banister railing and hurtling a flight before landing on the floor below. Her ankle twisted slightly, but nothing serious.

Jas opened the large French doors and felt her blue eyes cross when they locked on a sword pointed at her neck.

"Stand down, miss." The threatening voice of Commodore James Norrington ordered

Jas casually shifted the wooden box underneath one arm. "I could...but I'd rather not, if you don't mind."

She grabbed the hilt of the sword that was tied at her waist. She clashed the blade with the Commodore's, and she blocked each blow and thrust and delivered many of her own. James cursed when his sword flew out of his hand and slid across the floor. Jas smiled at him and wiggled her fingers in farewell before kicking him in the stomach and tearing off into the humid and damp night.

Murtogg stood before James and nervously asked, "Are you alright sir?"

"Yes." James muttered and hastily stood up. His pride was much more bruised from the fact he had been beaten by a mere teen. "Search the perimeter at once. I want that girl arrested immediately."

...

Jas crawled underneath the docks and smiled. Her first prized possession was the sword she had at her hip. It was just like her dagger, but much longer and instead of sapphires had topaz and pearls. She shifted through the jewellery box before finally pulling out her amulet. She latched it once more around her neck and smiled at the weight it held against her chest. She curiously dug through the jewellery box and pulled out some pearls and gold chains.

"I never considered Governor Swann to have such lovely taste in jewellery." Jas smirked and proceeded to tie the pearls in her hair and decorate her belt with the gold chains. She rolled up the cuffs of her brown slacks and squeezed some water out of her white shirt. She had cut off the sleeves so she could allow her arms some air. If it's one thing Jas hated, it was tight fitting clothes and dresses.

How she despised dresses.

Jas sighed and fixed the green bandana that held back her blond hair and thoughtfully surveyed the lapping waves of the Caribbean Sea. She leaned against the damp wood and frowned. "Nothing to do now but wait and see if I can find a ship heading for Tortuga."

She had only dozed off for fifteen minutes when she awoke to pistols firing and battle cries. Shocked, she peered out from her hiding place and was greeted with dozens of pirates and navy officers locked in battle.

"You fall asleep for a few minutes and everything goes into chaos." Jas muttered. She climbed out and started sprinting for the nearest boat she could find. What better way to escape than during a pirate's invasion? And there was a good chance they would be heading back to Tortuga after this.

Gripping the ropes, Jas climbed her way up and peered over the side of the boat. Many pirates were locked in battle and preoccupied with...surviving. Jas swung onto the deck and crawled below deck. She ducked into the first room she found and that happened to be the rum cellar. Raising an eyebrow, Jas shrugged and plucked a bottle from a shelf and uncorked it. She took a swing and curled up in a far dark corner that was concealed by barrels.

"Mother would kill me if she ever saw this," Jas mused before taking another swig.

Let's hope she never finds out where I am.