It was a sunny day in the Carribean. The Interceptor was flying with the wind, he and his crew were looking for somewhere to dock…somewhere like Tortuga. He had heard of Tortuga from his mother and father, as well as the famous Pirate who had helped them out of many a jam. He knew his father had a reputation of sailing with this pirate, but soon after his parents were married he simply fell off the map. But that’s not entirely true, for he had met this pirate of pirates, captain of The Black Pearl. Captain Jack Sparrow, who was indeed his godfather.
This captain also had a daughter two years younger than himself, they used to play together… that is until both of their parents were rumored to have been killed on an excursion. The only bodies they found however were those of his parents and her mother. His small friend was taken away and he was left alone, he never saw her again or her father.
Since then he too has become a pirate, forgot his young playmate and become Captain of The Interceptor II, a wedding present from his parent’s dearly beloved friend Commodore James Norrington and his inheritance from his mother’s side. From his father’s side he inherited a wedding present to his father from the noble pirate, a god-awful compass that doesn’t point north. Why a pirate of his stature would have such a thing always baffled him.
Unbeknownst to this young captain is the fact he’s about to meet a ghost from his past ….right…..now!
“Captain! Captain! There’s a girl floatin’ on a plank o’ wood port side!” came a call from the ship’s deck swabber. The young man hooked his wheel to a nearby mast and ran to see what the ruckus was about, there indeed was a young girl maybe two years younger than he was floating on a makeshift raft of drift-wood. His eyes cast heavy around the crew, “What?! Are ye a bunch of marooners? Hoist her up!” with that they jumped to work.
The girl was soon brought aboard safe and sound… cept’ she was waterlogged and looked half drowned, the remaining men gathered ‘round the girl poking and prodding. The captain pushed through the crew, “What are you doing? Make sure she can breathe!” there were snickers but among them one stepped forward, “Capin’ a lady’s been brought aboard it’s the captain’s duty to make sure she’s safe.”
His eyes narrowed and searched the crowd, no one dared tell him different. With a sigh he bent down on one knee and propped her upright, he opened her eyelids then set her back down. His eye wandered up and down the girl’s body “Well… what’ve we got here?” grasped tightly in her left hand was a bottle of sorts. When the captain decided to see what could have been in it he got quite a surprise, “Rum?” he gasped after smelling the bottle “She drinks rum? There was only one person I knew who drank rum…” he shook his head just as she started to cough.
(('Tis what I have so far, comment if you like.... I know it's not very good and yes I know, no one knows the name of the captain yet. xp xd ))
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