Though this first chapter is first person, the rest of the chapters will be written in third.

Rated for sexual refrences, in later chapters, violence and some Sexual scenes.

Think outside the box.

A lot of high class society girls would think I am mad. And perhaps I am mad, but everyone has their dreams.

I was a pirate…a scoundrel…and a woman. I was born into this life. A life of danger and bloodshed, of gold, and sailing.

It was the only life I'd ever known, and my father, and brothers all agreed that there was no better life.

But being the only woman of the family, I knew better.

I knew there was a life out there, where men wouldn't try to rape you, but would ask for your hand in marriage or buy you roses.

Where you got to wear nice clothes, have your hair brushed and not have four layers of dirt on your skin.

Where you smelled decent.

Where you spoke not with 'Aye's' but with polite 'yes's'.

My father thought me a silly wench. (his words, not mine)

My brothers laughed in my face.

"You're a pirate Jayde….It's in yer' blood. Always has been, always will. You've killed me, for no reason, other then they got o' your nerves a bit. Stolen, burned, kidnapped, murdered. You can't jest go to that life any more"

So it was forgotten….The same as always, day after day. Our ship, Johanna (god knows why it was called that) was set on a course for Tortuga.

I hate Tortuga.

"Aye!" The crew cried out, as my father, "James" snarled and ordered them all of ship.

"Captain…. 'ow long are ye' plannin' on being 'ere" Oh yes, that harsh, rough, sailors tounge? I had it.

Jimmy, our youngest boy, and fathers favorite, stumbled into me, catching me off guard and sending me into the water "Ye' Bloody rat! When I get up there ye' is gonna to hava ta run fast!" I screamed, my arms flailing.

Welcome to Tortuga.

I don't think I've mentioned how much I hate tortuga.

(3rd person..)

"Ay, Jayde, lass, Get over here and have a drink with us!" A man called out, grabbing the twenty-four year old round the waist.

"Nicky…I'd love ta have a drink with ye all..But I do want to enjoy meself too you know"

Nicky threw his head back and roared.

"Sit yer ass right down"

Jayde sighed and did as she was told, and by the end of the night, drank too much rum and could barley walk straight.

"I can walk ye back to the ship" Nicky said, fearing his life. He'd just gotten Jayde, the one and only daughter of Captain James Rutherford or James Hazard as he was known, completely and utterly drunk.

"I is alright.." she hiccupped.."Jest a short walk…whoops.." She started giggling "Almost fell over" The laughter increased.

There was no way he was letting her out of his sight. So with a pained expression, he gathered her up in his arms and carried her back to the 'Johanna"

Luckily for him, the captain wasn't there to see they young man, dressed in dirty ragged clothing, clean shaven, though you could hardly say anything about him was clean, with short dark hair, carrying a passed out young girl, with matted blonde hair, an ash coloured face and neck, and a skirt of some sorts torn in several places, with a shirt half falling off.

Nicky set her on her own bed and hastily made his escape.

It is all fine for the rest of the crew to get drunk. But if I do suddenly the world has ended.

Given, I have no idea what happened last night, so I wasn't able to answer all of my father's questions.

Which resulted in me being locked of the ship for the next night.

What kind of punishment is that? If I were a parent, I'd lock my child in there room, not out of it.

See now, I could do whatever I wanted and they can't really do a thing.

I need some more rum.

So just before I was to get some rum from a very respectable looking pub…..I saw a store. They didn't have many stores in Tortuga just one or two for the bar wenches to visit, when the customers were low.

And in the window of this store was a dress. It was the prettiest thing I'd ever seen. All ivory and silk. It had a full skirt, and little beads along the bottom. It was also white.

My own skirt used to be white. Now its brown. But this….Oh….I wanted it more than anything else in the world.

I could steal it, but then I would be going against the very reason I wanted it in the first place.

To be a lady.

Then I saw the small boat. Dress. Boat. One last act of piracy couldn't hurt.

Not if it meant I could have my dream.

So without a second thought the dress was off the hook and in my hands, as I sped towards the docks.

Freedom Here I come.

So there you have it. The first chapter of what I hope will be an interesting fic. So pleasereview:D