Candace Johnson sat on the docks, dressed in her brother's old clothes, waiting for the ship that was going to take her away from all of this. She tried to recall something that would help get her through the ordeal she was about to face. Her new sister-in-law, Becca, had told her of a way out of the horrid life her father was about to sell her into.

* Flashback *

"Find a ship that'll take you to Tortuga." Becca said as Candace packed a dress and two of her brother's old outfits. "When you get there, find 'The Red Rat,' ask for the bartender, Murry. He'll be able to help you, tell him your story."

"Thank you for this, Becca." Candace said, hugging her brother's bride. "Now I've done it. You're wedding dress is smudged now."

"Don't worry 'bout it! Just make sure that you don't slip up and get yourself hurt. You're father's already been paid for you; so don't trust anyone, except for Murry. Godspeed, little sister."

* End Flashback *

"Hey, you there," Candace was startled awake, by a man kicking her boots. "We're leavin' now, get yer lazy ass on deck."

'This is going to be a long trip,' Candace thought as she walked up the gangplank.

A/N: Hey it's a start!! Please R&R. MUAH!!

~*CJ*~