Chapter 1
A Difficult Past
Cutthroat Maggie wasn't always a pirate. She had had a family and tons of friends. At least, until her parents abandoned her. Yes, they were cruel people. All they really cared for was money. Her mother, Katrina, was a local bank manager. She had a high salary and worked every holiday. Maggie rarely saw her. Her father, Fredrick, was a wealthy man through his family bloodline, but still worked as a bartender in town simply to get away from Maggie. He despised children and loathed their wants and needs that required money, specifically his money. He always told her "You can have a doll when you earn the money for it." She never did get all that much, only the necessities that her parents had no choice but to buy her. Eventually her parents even got sick of that much.
"That is it Fredrick. I can't take it anymore. She is always complaining about how she is hungry or thirsty or something. We already feed her once a day isn't that enough? The ungrateful little shit. I want to get rid of her today," Katrina demanded.
"Alright, we will drive her out to the sea port and drop her off. Somebody will find her and take care of her. If not, she'll be fine. After all she is six now. She is capable of taking care of herself," he smiled at her and walked out the door to get the horses ready.
"Maggie get in here!" She yelled. "We're going for a ride."
"Coming Mommy!" Maggie yelled. Katrina cringed at the name "mommy". She hated being called that. She dragged Maggie out to the carriage and settled her in. It was a long ride to the sea port. They lived about twenty or so miles from the sea. When they got there they all got out of the carriage. Her parents told her to go get some seashells from the water to bring home. Of course, being so small she didn't know any better and went to go get some. When she was far enough away not to hear the hooves hitting the street they rode off.
"Mommy! Daddy! Look at the shells I got," she yelled from the seashore. When she realized what had happened she sat down and started to cry.
Soon the sun started to go down and she did not want to stay there. Maggie saw a boat in the harbor that had not set sail yet, so she went aboard and fell asleep in a wad of rope.
"Daddy look over here!" a voice yelled from next to her. Maggie opened her eyes.
"Who are you young lady and how old are you?" a broad voice came from the other side of her. He was tall and muscular, but also was kind of scruffy. Next to him was what seemed to be his daughter. She was small and had long, straggly, black hair. She looked about Maggie's age.
"I'm Maggie. I'm six," she said staring up at him, in awe of his height. "Where am I? Who are you peoples?" Maggie asked curiously.
"My name is Commodore Robert Bellamy. This here is my daughter, Gunner's Constance. Now where might your parents be?" The Commodore asked.
"They left me here…" She drifted off and started to cry again.
"Don't cry young one. You can stay with us. We will teach you how to be a pirate like us. I think we will teach you the skill of a cutlass. Yes, the cutlass. Then, we will call you Cutthroat Maggie. How about it Cutthroat, would you like to become my daughter and sail the seven seas with us?" Commodore Bellamy asked.
"Does that mean I'll have a sister and a Daddy again?" She asked, her eyes still red and puffy from tears.
"Yes." Gunner's jumped in. She always wanted a sister. Her father looked at her for a moment then whispered something into her ear. Constance nodded and took Maggie's hand. She dragged her into a fairly empty room and pulled out a fresh set of clothes.
"This will be your room. It's not that big but it should do. Daddy says that we will start showing you how to use a cutlass tomorrow and then once you get good enough we will bring you with us to take over a ship. It is really easy and I have only been doing it for a year. Daddy says that we will be his prodigies," she bragged about how they would be the best pirates when they get older. When she was done rambling on she left, so Maggie could sleep. Maggie laid down on the bed and slowly drifted back to sleep.
When she woke up it was to the sound of some sort of bell-like ringing. She went out to the deck to see hat was going on. When she realized that the ringing was a wake-up call she felt much better to know that there was no danger being with pirates and all. When she saw Constance she went over and talked to her.
"What's going on?" She asked.
"It's time to eat breakfast. Head down those stares to the galley and father will give you your food. Once you are done come back on up and we will start teaching you how to use your cutlass." Maggie nodded and headed to the galley where she ate a piece of fruit. She wasn't use to eating in the morning so it was kind of a surprise. Once she finished she went back upstairs just as Constance said to. Constance was waiting, cutlass in hand.
"Are you teaching me?" Maggie asked.
"Of course, I am as good as anybody on this ship. My best skill is with a gun though. I have been shooting one since I could talk. This is the way my life has always been. You'll like it though I promise. So, with that in mind lets get started," Constance handed her a cutlass and began to show her the basics of how the cutlass worked. Soon, Maggie was the most skilled at the cutlass on the ship nobody compared to her. This was the moment that Commodore Bellamy had been waiting for. The moment that he could take her on one of their hijacks. '
Later that day they saw a ship not too far to the northwest. This was the one this was Maggie's moment. It was her time to prove what she could do.
"Are you ready…Cutthroat?" Constance asked.
"Yes. Yes I am Con…Gunner's," she smiled and got into the small boat. When they got to the side of the other ship they threw their grappling hooks and climbed their way up the side of the ship. The ambush was already awaiting them. Somebody must have spotted them coming. That was okay though, It made it easier for Maggie, being her first time in all, she got to have a pick. The Commodore gave his orders to his men and sent them to fight. When the people were all distracted by the other pirates he gave Maggie and Constance their orders.
"Gunner's I want you to take that tall, blond man over there. Cutthroat I want you to take the man to the right of Gunner's. I will take the left. Be careful and take no mercy. Think about all the bad, take your rage out on them," he headed for the crew and started to fight, Gunner's and Cutthroat followed and began to fight. They were all dead within minutes that is with the exception of Cutthroat's man. She just couldn't seem to get at him right. It was like he was in her head and knew her next move even before she did. That's when she thought of the bad. She thought of her parents because that was the worse. Rage flowed through her like the blood flowing through your veins. That was all it took, that was the key. It was like her fuel and it made her think quicker and made her able to kill this man. At first she only knocked him down though. She almost didn't go through with it. Then she thought about being abandoned, and that was the end of him. Blood flowed out of throat. Red as the lunar eclipse moon. The thought of what she had just done frightened her but, then she thought about all the wrong people had done to her. This was the way she was going to spend her life. This is how she was going to get revenge on her parents for abandoning her. After this day it was just so easy. This was what made her and Constance the most notorious pirates. Of course, the Commodore died of old age, but they keep on going killing and taking over ship after ship.
"Maggie wake up. It's your watch now," Maggie opened her eyes to see the dim light of dawn approaching. This dream she had about her past has haunted her for years, but she knew without it she would not have the same ambition at being a pirate that she does now.
"Constance come look at this! I see something out there. I think it's a ship," she yelled