Author- Captain Venus

Rating- PG-13 (might but turned to R in the middle)

Summery- A young girl who is also known as Captain Venus -because of her sly, seductive ways with men- she was marooned on an island to die by her own crew. A few months later from her mutiny her crews' ship was blown up by the Black Pearl. She now is in Tortuga remembering her past; she gets an idea to commandeer as ship to sail to Fiji to get her main ship back. Thing is she has to be on her toes, the infamous Captain Venus is thought to be dead as we speak. What happens if her identity is reveled and once again her foes are out to get her? Will she get to Fiji in time? Will someone help her or will someone stand in her way. What might happen if she meets the Black Pearl on the way? (A/N: I'M NOT THE MAIN CHARATER IT JUST FITS WITH MY SSTORY, CAPTAIN VENUS AND ME HAVE NOTHING IN COMMON SHE IS JUST A CHARATER IN MY STORY THANK YOU)

Disclaimer- Nope sorry, I don't own the POTC characters nor Fiji, though it is a beautiful island. All I own is Captain Venus and her ship filled with treasure.

The weather was normal for this time of year. The sun was virtually obstructed by the overcast of the autumn sky, only the palest milky specter breaking through the cloud cover. The sky had a pinkish, orange, yellow sparkling down to the shore line and diving into the majestic sea. On the horizon the fog grew closer and closer to land. The fog danced through the landscapes admits its misty swirls, making the most powerful land look to ghastly.

A young woman the age of twenty two stomped around the sandy beach of Tortuga mumbling unpleasant things under her breath. Kicking up the sand with her black worn out boots she stomped and jumped then kicks and swore. The sand grains landed gracefully to a new piece of land until the girl kicks up a new bunch of sand into the air. Her anger was watched by the animals that rested peacefully in their homes, in a tree or in a bush, under the ground or in a shell.

She paced in a circle until she moved to a new place on the beach to continue to release her anger. She continues the same process until she reached the middle of the beach where she can be all alone. She propped herself on the soft moist sand and pulled her feet to her chest. She placed her chin on her knees and hugged her legs closer to her chest. Sighing she watched the sun move across the horizon, as the wind played with her hair, as the tide rose and fell.

Her light green eyes shimmered into the suns rays making her squint, she rubbed her eyes for a second smudging someone of her kohl under her eyes. She had kohl outlining her eyes from the top to the bottom. Her full pink rosy lips glossed as she licked them from the wind drying them. Her little nose turned pink from the cold wind so she sniffed back the droplets filling her nose. As she sighed and lowered her eyes her long eye lashes blocked the sun from view and her perfectly thin eyebrows went down with her eyes. Her face softened as tears welled up in her eyes but she wouldn't let them fall.

Her body shaking from sadness filling into her life making her once again breathing in heavily and sigh once more. Trying to block everything from her mind and keep her on a more positive side, it was harder than it seemed. She got up once more and walked over to the large boulders that walked into the water and stayed not moving, staying in one place, sturdy as the large wave hit them. Climbing them with ease she sat on the last rock that was always getting splash by the waves. She crossed her legs and leaned her elbows on her legs with her face in her palms. She looked into the water to see her refection:

All she saw was her green eyes, her nose, her mouth, and her ears that wore large thick gold hoop earrings. Her brown shinny hair went past her shoulders, starting from her chin moving down past her shoulders. Her figures wore a ring on almost every finger, silver, gold with diamonds, pearls, colored stones decorated her fingers like a Christmas tree with shining lights. Her tan skin shined in her reflection as the suns rays tickled it even more, making it even darker.

She wore black baggy pants and a white shirt tugged into her pants but as much to let it hang out. Around her waist she wore a long white silk scarf, a pistol tucked into her pants as well. She wore black worn out boots on a heal to make her look taller. She was about 5'4 and she was in her boots, which was pretty short for most women of her age. Yet she never followed the crowed she just stayed planted to her own reputation. She was her own person, she and the sea were one, she never stayed in one place for to long, she usually gets in some trouble by that time.

There was always a problem of being a woman which made people think she was nothing useful but pleasure. Women where treated like trash and where made to look bad in front of men -who think of themselves as gods-. When she was young still living with her parents she was taught to follow her dreams not matter what.

Her father was a feared pirate of the Caribbean when he met her mother. Love at first sight was amusing to her since her father was a pirate. She always thought that pirates can't fall in love but she was wrong when her father was talking to her about his adventures. Her father always wanted a boy for as long as she could remember. He never paid any attention to her in any time he was home. After he was older, and couldn't captain his ship any longer he started to teach her all about pirating since he never had a son.

She was a quick learner and picked up sword fighting, pick-pocketing, navigation, reading/drawing maps. He was very fond of his daughter and how wonderful she gets every moment he sees her. He always wondered how she could keep looking so feminine and so rough at the same time.

He always thought if she became a pirate she'd be the most well known pirate in the whole world. For a fact she was a woman and no one ever heard of a woman pirate and that she'll drive every man off the edge of the world with her feminine beauty and that when she find her other half she'll take over his heart and she'd never let go.

He always admired his daughters' skill of seducing men into giving her whatever she wanted. He was proud that she never slept with any man and that she was no common whore. She would go far and he wasn't afraid about her well being, he knew she'd be just fine.

Her family was indeed wealthy beyond the heavens, she had a perfect life. Perfect parents, perfect house, perfect town, but she was tired of perfect. One day she told her parents about her wish of being a pirate -feared female Captain pirate- her mother fainted but when she came back to reality she said that she never wanted to hear her ever say anything so terrible. After she was sent to her room she heard her parents go at it. Her mother blamed her father of teaching her such horrible things, now this is what she wanted to do with her life.

That night after everybody went to sleep she decided to run away, away from her family away from the perfect life that was suffocating her. She packed her bag with a clean pair of under garments, a brush, all her jewelry, money, baggy pants, and a clean white shirt. She took out some parchment and a quill and wrote a quick short note for her parents. She remembered every word she wrote in that letter:

Dear parents,

I love you with all my heart but I can't stay here, I can't live that life of a princess that you want me to. My dream is to be out in the sea, free, following the ocean tie and the stars that shine above my head. I thank you for everything you done for me thank you, I will miss you dearly. Father I would like to thank you for everything that you taught me about pirating, and I know it's a dangerous life but I'm will to take the risk. I will write to you when I get settled in a new port.

Then she bought a passage off and her first port was 'Port Charles' where she commandeered a ship and headed for Tortuga for a crew, just like her father. She found a loyal crew -or so she thought- to sail with her. Everything was going great, her first mate was also a woman, AnnaMaria she knew what she was doing and a very loyal friend of hers. After the two years of sailing under one flag they planed a mutiny against her and everything went down hill from there. She was left on an island to die with a pistol with only one shot. She doesn't know what happened to AnnaMaria after that, they promised her that they'd kill her nice and slow and the cold voice still sneered at her in her ear and when she closed her eyes.

She sat three days in a tree looking South, North, West, East looking for a ship to pass. One ship docked on the island and the rumrunners let her stay on the ship with them. All they wanted was for her to clean and cook until they got to the next port. When the arrived to Tortuga they asked her if she wished to leave them, they could have sailed under one flag and she would be part of their loyal crew. But that's not where her heart laid; she wanted her to be a Captain of her own ship. When she arrived to her favorite tavern she heard that 'The Black Pearl' blew up her ship two weeks after her mutiny. She frowned thinking, wishing that she could have killed the crew leader.

"I guess I saved this shot for nothing." She mused herself as she looked at the pistol in her hand. "Jefferson," She grimaced as she said his name slowly. Pronouncing everything about that name that she disliked. Still looking at the pistol she pointed it out to sea and closed her right eyes, "I wish you burn in hell you dirty cad!" She yelled pulling the trigger sending off an echo of a boom. She dropped the pistol into the blue mucky ocean and leaned back on the boulder she was sitting at.

"So," She began, "Where do I go from here?" She asked herself.

-Surly you're not thinking about going home? - A voice at the back of her head asked

"Of course not." She said calmly, "I just need a boat, a ship."

-So what are you waiting for? It's not like a ship will dock right by this boulder and make you Captain.-

"I'm watching the horizon, mate. And I'm waiting for the opportune moment to go back into town."

-You stayed in Tortuga for a mouth and two weeks! How long do you want to wait?-

"Soon, I feel a change in the winds. Everything flies west, treasure with my name on it." She smiled with the word treasure rolling off her lips and into the ocean.

-Why are you still here than? And how do you know about this treasure?-

"Simple, a man I have a drink last night told me about it, he was so grateful that I bought him a drink that he gave me the map." She smiled to herself then frowned looking around. "I really have to stop talking to myself, I'm scaring myself as it is."

She tipped her tri-corn hat to block the sun and closed her eyes. The sun was being blocked by the gray clouds that brought an angry wind with it. Little droplets of rain shimmied its way to Tortuga. But by that time the young woman was fast asleep and was waiting for a rude awakening.

A/N:Oh yay new story by yours truly, i hope you enjoyed it =] make sure to stick around for my other two stories that are in progress of being updated, since i just returned from Fiji which is sooooo beauitful i suggest you visit. Now peez peez peez review to tell me if you like it or not...i'll be waiting =] i3 you all!!! mwaz