Author's note: HEY! Back again, with a new fiction as I promised! Unfortunately, I don't know how long it will be, shorter or longer than the other, that's a thing that is yet to be seen, I've already written 5 chapters, just so you know :) Sorry I hadn't been there for a while but philosophy homework I need to do so it takes a bit – a lot – of time -_- But here I am! I really hope you'll like it. So Captain Swan is on again, but this time no curse princess Emma and both-handed Killian :) By the way have you seen those Sneek Peaks? I mean, if Captain Swan is not happening, then… I don't know but it'll happen, let's stay optimistic! :D ok, enough talking, here's chapter 1!

Disclaimer: I unfortunately don't own anything, characters are the property of those two guys named Edward and Adam…

Chapter 1:

She was on the eve of being twenty-two and her parents still considered her as a little girl. Yes, she was a princess, yes she "needed" to be protected. But she was not six anymore. Emma Nolan was a grown woman and she was not going to stay in her silver tower all her life. That is why she was going to run. She wanted a life of adventure and freedom. Not one of dresses and banquets. Her plan was quite clear: during her birthday party, she would excuse herself, run to the forest and exchange her dress for the pirate attire she had bought a few days ago. A captain had made port and was recruiting, men or women as long as they could swordfight and had knowledge about sailing. Luckily for her, her father taught her a thing or two about it, enough for her to make it. The only problem was her face. Many people, everyone actually, knew her. She was the fucking princess daughter of Snow White and Prince Charming. The product of True Love. But, on the other hand, people had always seen her in dresses with her hair tied up. Would they really pay attention to her if she let her hair down? She needed to try anyway. She even thought of a name. Emma was still Emma, but she would insist on being called by the surname she had picked. Swan. She was now Emma Swan.

"Ok Em. You can do it" she reflected out loud "You can do…"

"Emma? Honey, are you coming?" her mother asked through the closed door. Oh shit. Her birthday party.

"Yes! I'm coming!"

Inhale, exhale, inhale, exhale, inhale, exhale and let's go princess.

She had done it! She couldn't believe it. She had run and no one had notice. Well, for now. The salty breeze and the smell of sea and freedom were invading her pores. Nobody had seem to recognize her. Oh the cleverness of her! But that was not the point, she needed to find a specific ship and here it was, standing proudly in front of her. The Jolly Roger. She spotted a few members of the crew. Bill Jukes, Starkey, Noodler, first man Mr Smee, Alf Mason and the Captain of this marvel, Killian Jones. Who was currently staring at her and smirking.

"Do you see anything you love my beauty?" he called her out, extending his arms. 'My beauty? Smirking? Oh God, maybe I should reconsider… he's a pirate Emma! Normal behaviour' she thought smiling at her stupidity.

"Actually yes" she answered walking calmly to him "I heard you were recruiting"

"And I believe you know what you need to be able to do?" Jones said mockingly, making his crew laugh along with him. Ouch, that hurt her ego.

"In deed I do. Are you insinuating that I don't know how to swordfight or I have no knowledge about sailing?" she asked crossing her arms on her chest.

"I'm offended you think such a thing lass" he pouted, a hand on his heart, before it went to his sword. "Would you like to show me what you can do then love?" he dangerously grinned.

"Why not?" she replied with a challenging smile.

He was far more experienced than her, he was a pirate after all, but at one or two times, she almost made him drop his sword. But as she said, he was better than her.

"How would you go out of port?" he questioned out of the blue, just as he knocked her sword down.

"Well… Hmm…" she hesitated, a bit surprised, and judging the situation. "I would go two notches port and wait to be a bit out at sea and then I'd go one notch starboard, depending on the waters, but not before, otherwise we would hit the docks" she answered, gesturing the said docks. If she knew him, she would say he was stunned by what she had just said.

"Well lass, you certainly know about sailing and you have quite a good form when it comes to sword fighting. Not good enough for a pirate though, but we'll… I'll train you, because you have quite a potential." the Captain said turning around her.

"And what does that mean?"

"Ah! What do you think it means?" he replied, stopping to face her, his eyes as blue as forget-me-nots locking with her emerald ones.

"That I'm a member of your crew?"

"Aye. Welcome aboard the Jolly Roger, lass"

Author's note: So? What did you think about it? I know the chapter is a bit short, I don't know how will be the others once I'll taped them but I still hope you'll like them :) Hope you liked this chapter as well :D Please leave a review below xx