Earlier that day...

"Walk the plank, woman!" A crew member of a ship called 'The Wicked Winds' shouted as he and the rest of the crew held a mutiny against their captain. The captain was a young, 23 year old woman, by the name of Captain Jordan Preston. She had short dirty-blonde hair, covered up by a hat. She was usually covered in grease, dirt, and bruises; received from being at Tortuga too much. She usually, in fact all time, wore mens clothes. She had sworn away painful dresses –and even skirts- long ago.

The crew had had too much of her nagging them. She was the only woman on board, but she was also driving them crazy! So on that clear and sunny morning, they pushed Jordan out to the edge of the plank, and persuaded her to jump.

Jordan looked down at the clear Caribbean waters below her feet, and scowled. She loved the ocean, but not so much that she would want to live in it. As her final words, she turned back to her crew, and said, "Boys, I hope you plan to see me soon after this. I will not be going to Davy Jones' locker this soon, in the prime of me life."

After finishing the last sentence, she jumped off the plank, and into the waters below. The crew cheered, oh, how it cheered! One man even started dancing. There was rum going around like you never seen before! But their festivities were temporarily interrupted when they heard a lady-like voice from beside the Wicked Winds. They all ran to the side of the ship, and saw Jordan stroking gracefully past them.

"Gents," She called out, "Write this down in your journals as the day you almost hung the great, Captain Jordan Preston!"

It was after dark. Jordan, after almost fourteen hours of swimming, had came up apon a little island. She dragged herself up to a little sloap in the sand, her muscles seeming to hate her as she did. She lay down on the sand, intending to just rest for a little bit, and then find shelter. But she could not find the strenght. Instead, she lay there, heaving, and instantly fell asleep. She did not even have the energy to see where she was at: Port Royal.
Author's Note

Hey everyone! Glad you liked the last chapter! Thanks for reviewing! My friend, Bonejangles29, is playing the part of Jordan. Let me go over the claimers/disclaimers again.

Heather and the twins belong to me

Rayanna belongs to my friend, Rayanna

Antoinette and her baby belong to Dutchess Norrington

and Jordan belongs to Bonejangles29

So, please give Jordan a warming welcome! Glad to have all you guys in here!