Ashline was walking along the streets of tortuga grumbling at herself because she had to go work in the pub again. She hated working in that stinky pub it was full of horrible men who cat-called her all night. But there was nothing else for her to do she had to earn money to pay the landlord and buy food and cloths.

Ashline hesitated before entering at the door, she sighed and looked up to the dark sky at night and saw a twinkling stare, she wished to herself that she could be taken from this way of life and onto better things.

She walked round some bodies that were lying on the floor and made her way to the bar screaming at one guy to "Get off me you scallywag!! I hate you!"

Ashline was 22 and very curvaceous and had perky pale breasts. Her hair was long and brown, and curvey and tumbled down past her shoulders. She threw her hair aside as she greeted Mr Turnbull, the pub owner.

Mr turnball always stared at her, she didn't know why, gave a scowl coming from her rose red lips. And she glared at him, her emereld green eyes flashing dangerously from her annoyance of him.

"So what do you wan me to do?" she snapped at him

"Go and clear dem tables over there ye little slappar, and don't ye' look a' me like that again otherwise I won't be accountable for mine and the customers actions" he growled and walked away and she stomped off cursing the fact she was working for such an awful man.

Ashline grabbed her piney from the hook and tied it swiftly round her waist and got on with clearing some tables, more than twice she had her ass pinched by an over excited old drunk man. Ashline had a round firm ass and it kinda wiggled when she walked but it didn't mean that any old man could come up to her and pinch it!

She span round on the spot the next time someone copped a feel and she exploded. Her temper was sometimes real quick to reach the surface she exploded.

"You god dam son of bitch if you ever touch me again I'll have yer guts for garters so help me god so I will, SAVVY???!!!" Ashline, kicked the man in the face and ran away in tears and threw her dishrag down on the counter and stormed out side of the pub defiant that she would not let them get to her.

She raced back home determined that she was going to make a better life for herself. She would run away. She grabbed up some clothes and a loaf of bread and ran out the house. She had almost left when she scampered back up the stairs to grab her necklace hat she only ever wore when she wasn't working. It was her only memory she had of her mother and Dad. They had given it to her. Once. When she was small before they died. It was a necklace which had what looked like a dark pearl on it. Ashline had never seen a black pearl before.

She ran out the house wit one last look back at the house, it had served her well. Oh yes it had! But now was time for a new life. She went down to a different pub to the pub that she worked in, this one was even rougher, she walked in with her loaf of bread and sat down hoping to find some pirate that's were recruiting.

She always wanted to be a pirate, it was in her bones. A few men came up to her and asked her for some business but she glared at them and told them all to holler off. She approached a few pirates hoping to get recruited but they laughed at her when they saw she was a woman. She had to re-think her plan. She ran round to her friend's house.

Carla answered the door with bleary eyes

"Who's there?"

"It's me! Ashline, let me in, please" Ashline begged.

"OK then, come into the kitchen, I'll make us a pot of tea"

"Cara! I haven't got any time for a cup of tea right now I need you to help me look like a guy!"

"OK, Well, my son has some clothes he doesn't use anymore I suppose you could use them. There in the closet there" Carly pointed at a closet. Ashline walked over to the closet. She opened the closes and saw lots of clothes in the closet.

After some rummaging around and trying things on Ashline was satisfied with her appearance.

Gone were her curvy hips, hidden behind baggy dark green pants and her elegeant ankles were now stuffed in some knee high boots, she had found some beads and tied them to the boots so they hanged down and waved about a bit. She made a belt out of a bright blue sash and she tucked the white shirt into the pants. It was one of those big flowy shirts. She had atop that a tan colored vest, which she thought helped cover her breasts a little. She had also found a red sash and decided to tie that round her head to help tame her wild hair.

She liked her hair, it had taken her years to grow it so long, but it was like she wanted to be, free, it tumbled down her back effortlessly, and it bounced to and fro when she walked along. It was a deep rich brown color and she liked to play with it sometimes. She would stroke her hair and dream of the sea, which would always calm her down after a angry night at the pub.

She decided to call herself Ash. And She walked out of the house and went to the pub she had just been to and spoke to a fat man.

"Hi, I'd like to come aboard" she said

"oh really would you?" said Gibbs.

"Well, yeah" She said

"OK then lad. ye got any weapons on ye?"

Ashline pulled out a sharp knife out of her pocket, it was long and silver and very sharp. she didn't know where it came from she just knew she liked it, it had a interesting bird carved on it in black. she never knew what bird it was all she knew it was black and she liked it.

"That'll be just fine lad" said gibbs, "come aboard the Pearl…"