Chapter 1

Jessica Wisecroft was an extremely talented and beautiful young dancer and everyone in Tortuga knew it. She was known as the 'Dancing Diamond'. Everyone thought she was the best.
But although she liked what she was doing, the people were nice and the pay wasn't bad either, she still wanted more. She longed for adventures on the sea, roughing it in a storm and exploring unknown places. Above all, she longed for freedom, just to go and do whatever she wanted.
But of course she knew she couldn't give up her dancing because it brought in the money, and in Tortuga money was a hard thing to come by.
As she was walking down the streets of Tortuga, she noticed some men looking at her hungrily. She looked down as not to look at them and saw her watch. "Shit, I'm up in a minute". She said as she ran back to the bar where she worked. It was a small sort of place with dimly lit tables and a stage, just big enough for 3 people and a small band.
"Your late". Said Brian, the owner of the place.
"I know, I'm sorry, won't happen again". I said as I put my outfit on (which there wasn't much of).
Not far off a ship silently pulled into the docks. "Weigh anchor". Said the captain.
"Aye sir", replied the first mate.
"Alright you dogs listen up, Cotton, you stay here and take watch, Anamaria, you too". Said the captain, as Anamaria glared at him angry that she wasn't going to enjoy Tortuga's pleasures tonight. "The rest of you, go and enjoy the many splendours that is Tortuga, food, women, whatever you want. But If your not back here by 9am sharp, we'll leave without you, savvy?"
As the captain walked, more likely swayed down the streets of Tortuga, he noticed a bar he had never been to before. It didn't have that many lights inside, so being the curious type he approached the bar.