Im too bloody lazy to write on my other stories….so im starting a new one…*smacks head* I am so horrible at finishing stories!!!!
I don't own nothing…so thaaaaaaarrr matey!!!
Chapter One: The Cap'n
Whoever in bloody hell said that women pirates had to dress, smell, look and act just like the men hopefully died a horrible, painful death, The woman thought viciously.
She was the picture of perfection. The sun was setting, and the sky was ablaze with fires of light. Her golden-colored ship sailed swiftly through calm oceans, and her gaze drifted delicately across the wide stretch of blue before her. Her long golden hair shone in the light, and her formed figure was covered in lacy cloths of royal blue and gold.
When most men saw her, they saw another whore of Tortuga, and were deeply mislead by her appearances. If she were to tell them she was a pirate, they laughed and scoffed at her, grabbing at her, and telling them it was fine if she was a pirate, as long as they got to be her captain.
But, as all who had seen her fight, or had died by her hand could agree, she was a fearsome fighter and leader, not taking any shit from anyone. Fearless, they had called her. Like a goddess who walked among mortals.
Her hair flew around her face in gentle curls. Her tanned skin was marred from fights, but the scars only added to her beauty. A long slender neck gave way to large breasts spilling out of her low dress top. The satin cloths of gold and blue clung to her curved figure, and wide lacy skirts fell away from her hips. Her feet were covered in delicate blue slippers to match her dress.
She hummed gently as her long, tapered fingers played with the wheel of her ship, keeping it in a constant course straight ahead.
"Cap'n, where is i' we be headin' fo'?" A crew member stood beside her, finding it difficult, even after his many years of working with her, not to admire her beauty.
"First, we are docking at the nearest city to restock the ship. Next, I do believe we will be heading to Tortuga. I have got a bone to pick with a certain Jack Sparrow."
"Yar cap'n," the crew member agreed as he went to spread the word.
Little did the captain know, that the nearest city was Port Royal, where a certain young happily married blacksmith was going to be the cause of endless troubles for her.
To be continued…
I realize this isn't that long, but since it's a new story, I just wanted to give a tester, so tell me if you think I should continue it!!!