Author's Note: This is a special chapter! New character is introduced (sorry no Norrington, just mentioned). Dead Man's Chest, does not belong in this story. Enjoy! )

Disclaimer: No, I do not own Pirates of the Caribbean. I am trying to kill the Mouse so I can have Pirates of the Caribbean, The Beasts' castle and Jack Skellington, to myself. But the Mouse isn't taking the bait.

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All the women on the ship were shouting and making a fuss. They were waiting for their captain to come. The captain came out of her cabin and was looking down at her crew from her deck and waited for them to be quiet. They did not notice her on the deck above, so she whistled loudly and everyone stopped talking. She shouted from the deck:

"Alright you yella-bellied, sharp nosed, scally wags, We are enterin' Port Royal and I want you women to be on ya best behaviour. I am goin' to a weddin' and I need 'volunteers', to watch me ship and gather food and other items. Now if any of you object to be 'volunteers', you will be speakin' to me sword. Is that clear?" When they did not respond, she shouted at the top of her lungs, "IS THAT CLEAR?". They all shouted and nodded. "Good, now get back to work.", she barked.

Yes, you read right; a female pirate. There were other female pirates on the open seas, but none of them were captains of their own crew. The captain herself was rumoured to be related to Blackbeard and Jack Sparrow, so it was only fitting that she herself, was a pirate. She wore the same attire since her first mate, Bella, knew her. A white (now it was faded and bloodied in some places) blouse, a belt that went across her chest (don't ask why), her weapons belt (which had the sword of Nantucket and a gun her crew gave to her for capturing the island, Isle de Manyana), her bottle green skirt, which was patched up in some places (with a dagger under her skirt) and her boots. She had no hat, as you would expect a pirate to have; instead she had a gold necklace. It was a locket that had a ship engraved on the front and inside held the dirt of Tortuga. It was symbolic to her because she hardly ever went there, but when she felt homesick, she would rub the locket and she would feel at home.

Her name was Lydia Cortez. She went back to her cabin and wrote the following in her log book.

Auguest 6, 1786

It seems we are entering Port Royal for a wedding. The crew is still trying to fix the starbord side of the ship. It seems that it doesnt want to be fixed. Those canons of Scrub realy hurt our ship badly. The weather is fair. The clouds seem to have darkened the sky abov. It is hard to see weather or not we are heading east. I may send out me crew for plunddering on the citie if I see fitt.

Bella knocked on her cabin door. "Captain?" She asked her boss and best friend.

"C'mon in, matey." Bella came in and saw Lydia writing in her log. "Lydia, the crew is askin' weather or not we should let down the sails, if we be enterin' Port Royal."

Lydia, not looking up said, "We should get there by morning Bella, then we can lower mast. We can not be vulnerable during this time of night. What would happen if an enemy ship came and saw we 'ad no sails up?"

Bella nodded and said, "Okay cap'an." and left.

Lydia got up and stretched, got a map of the Caribbean and sat down at her table. We should get there by morning, the way we are going. She looked around on her map and saw a tiny island near Port Royal. Maybe we can plunder over there instead of Port Royal. It isn't proper for a lady to plunder a harbour that just had a wedding. She realized what she thought and laughed out loud. She put the map away and got ready for night (which was basically taking off her belts and shoes).

She got into bed and was about to fall asleep when her crew was shouting. She shot out of bed and got on her gear and boots.

Bella ran into the cabin, without knocking and said, "Captain, the Royal Navy is asking to see the captain of the ship. What should we do? Do we pull the "full moon" trick. Should we pose as prostitutes? Can we…"

"Bella, be quiet! I'll be me own pleasurable self and go an' talk to these here people." She got out and heads turned towards her.

How could a woman be captain? Gillette wondered. All the crew were puzzled for there were only women on the ship. How should I treat a female captain?

Lieutenant Gillette bowed and took her hand and was about to kiss it, when she pulled away.

"'Ere, what you be pullin'? I am a captain. Captain Lydia Cortez, and I do not need no man kissin' me hand. I am strictly business."

That answered my question. Gillette looked stunned, realized what he was there for and said, "Captain Cortez, I am Lieutenant Gillette, your crew is under arrest for sailing at night with full mast. It is a misdemeanour in Port Royal."

"Well we are sorry Lieutenant, but we are new here. So could you let us off with a warnin'?" Gillette looked at his crew and laughed. One of the sailors said, "Warning? Ha, nobody, not even a lady, gets off with a warning!"

"Girls?" All the female pirates looked at each other and smiled. "Alright then Lieutenant, if you want to play that game, then me girls will play that game. You don't want to let off a lady with a warnin', huh?" Said Captain Cortez with a smile. They drew their swords faster than the navy could and started fighting.

Look for a weak spot. Lydia thought. She was duelling Gillette. They were swashbuckling faster than anybody. "Well Lieutenant, 'ow am I holdin' up?" Gillette thought he had her. They blocked each other with the same moves and with the same force. They were playing this game on the top deck of her ship, Lydia tried to see if she could block him with a open door or get out with a rope. Finally, Gillette caught her in a trap; she fell on the floor and his sword pointed at her neck. "I'd say you were holding up pretty badly. You could never fight anyone, you are just a woman."

That did it. She got mad and took her dagger from under her skirt and kick his jaw. He staggered back and she kicked him in the stomach and he fell on the floor. She put her boot on his neck, with her dagger over his head. "So, I was holdin' up badly, eh? What do you think now, Lieutenant?"

He looked at her with amazement. No one had ever done that before, well not that I can think of. But a woman?

She whistled loudly and everyone stopped and looked at her. "Now listen up! If you don't stop fightin' me girls, I will personally finish off the Lieutenant with me sword. So, would you kindly back away and get on your ship and I will send over the Lieutenant personally."

Two other women got out of the crowd and got some rope and tied up Gillette. The male crew was in shock and disbelief that females could out-fence them. They went quietly to their ship. One tried some funny business with a female, but she straightened him out with her gun. "I will only be five minutes with your precious Gillette. Sam, Jack and Dawn! Look over these fine gentleman, would you? The rest of you, make sure none try anything! Alice? Come with me." They had the most wicked smile and the navy was scared. The crew giggled with delight. This is so much fun!

A strong woman carried Gillette into Lydia's cabin and put him on a chair and stayed outside the door. "So, Lieutenant. How are ya feelin'? Do you feel proud that you almost got killed? By a female no less? And a pirate! What will the Royal Navy say, Lieutenant?" She circled around him, with her hands behind her back.

"I was feeling fine Captain, until you kicked me. And I won't say anything because you are not worth talking about."

She stopped circling and went in front of him and looked him straight in his eye and said, "Well Lieutenant, you were playin' dirty pool. And to honest, you got what came to ya. So if I ever see you playin' like that again, your blood will be on me sword and your heart on me boot. Savvy? Oh, and I wouldn't say that I am no worth talkin' about, 'cause you might regret it, one day."

"I'm not scared of you! You think I would be scared of a female? Ha, a good laugh if I ever needed one."

She kicked out his chair and he fell over, backwards. She took out her gun, cocked it and pointed it at Gillette's head. "Now, what did you say? I am very 'ard of hearin' and you must speak up a little bit louder." She said quietly and dangerously.

He gulped and knew when to quit. "I said nothing, Captain Cortez."

She smiled, "Good. Alice?" The strong woman came through the door. Lydia nodded her head and she undid the rope. Lydia still had her gun pointed at his head. "No funny stuff, okay?" He got up with his hands up and she was behind him when he walked and went to his ship.

"Now, if you will let us go, we won't report you to the Commodore." Gillette said in all seriousness.

Captain Cortez smiled and said, "In fact, it would be a great honour to meet this, 'ere Commodore. You can tell him yourself that you were beaten by a bunch of 'worthless females'. But if I were you, I wouldn't. You know how gossip can be spread around, don't ya, Lieutenant?" She crossed a plank and got back on her ship.

He nodded. "You may go and if we cross paths again, I won't be as nice to ya, as I was today. Be thankful that I wasn't on me monthly today, right girls?" The female crew laughed. "You are free to go. If I see you talkin' to any woman like that again, expect me to come after ya."

The navy got it's act together and got out of there, as humanly possible.

"'Ere! You need this Lieutenant, in case you ever cross a female again." She threw the sword over and it landed on the navy's deck.

As the crew laughed and watched the ship sail out of sight, Bella came to Lydia's side and took her to the cabin and closed the door. "Lydia, I think we must look we are going. If they find us there at Port Royal, we really might get arrested. What should we do?"

Lydia was silent. "We just say we were treated unfairly. That's all."

"I don't think it will work, cap'an. You just can't sail in there and say, 'How ya doin?' and then they say that you almost killed the Lieutenant, what will you do then?"

Lydia smiled at Bella and patted her hand. "Don't be caught up on such petty d'tails, dear. I am captain, ain't I? I will find a way out of this mess." Bella nodded, went and closed the cabin door.

Lydia got up and looked in her mirror. She sighed. I wish I could be like other girls. I hate bein' the one who everyone looks up to. A surprising fact of the captain, was that she hated her face. She had raven black hair that went down to the middle of her back, that she kept back with a orange sash. Her face (if you looked past the dirt and sweat), was wonderful to look at. It was square face with pouty lips, big, black (yes, black) eyes and straight nose. She had on gypsy earrings and had a tattoo on her arm; it had a spider web with a coin in the middle; she belonged to the secret female pirate underground.

Lydia, not being tired anymore, went to the bottom deck to talk with her crew; her friends and her family. She sighed and knew it was going to be a rough week at Port Royal.

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