"Arr me' earties," Shouted Captain Barbossa. "Walk the plank," He pointed his sword at a young woman of about 17. She stood up from the dusty, dirty floor of the pirate ship. She was quite beautiful, her long red hair hung down her back and her blue eyes shined with tears. She walked shakily foward.
"Hurry up!" Shouted a mean black pirate with bullet holes in his skin. He pushed her roughly foward.
Her bare feet touched the wood of the plank. She carried on walking very slowly. When she got to the edge of the plank, she turned and looked at the devil's creations. "I hope you're happy Barbossa," She spat.
"Very!" He smirked. "Although, it seems a shame to loose someone so pretty don't it lads?"
"Aye!" The pirates shouted.
"Time to go now," Shouted the mean black pirate. He stamped his foot on the plank.
She screamed as she hit the water with a massive splash. She held her breath as she went under water. As she was quite a good swimmer, it was only an hour before she saw an island in the distance. She used all the strength she had left to carry on swimming.
She collapsed as she hit the sand. She scrambled up, her mouth full of sea water and sand. She shielded her eyes from the sun and looked around the island. She saw a rather strange looking figure walking towards her. It was coming closer and closer. She had a clear view of it now. It was a strange looking pirate with a red bandana around his head...