Nellie watched the Marines load up their ship. She kept her head down, strawberry-blonde curls covering her face. She looked down at her two large dogs, who looked rather uncomfortable. Her father was their leader, she knew that based on the ship's number painted on the side. She didn't want to see him.

She wanted nothing to do with this man. He was cruel, evil, and oh-so-charming. Sure, she became a pirate but he pretended he was a good man.

She wished horrible things on him, but she's far too kind to say them out loud.

"Ships loading up," One of the other crew members said to her, as she sketched in her book.

Nellie nodded, calling her two dogs, and headed toward the Golden Eagle.