Captain Lucas Sparrow.
"I want more ice cream!" screamed Lucas Jack Swann Sparrow. The maid didn't even hesitate. You always listened to Lucas Swann, who knew what his father could do. Wait, everyone knew. The penalty was death and you're family would join you. The maid had heard the stories about Lucas's father, the man most feared in the whole of the Caribbean, the whole world.
Everyone felt sorry for Elizabeth Swann Turner. She had been abducted by pirates then fallen in love with a blacksmith and got engaged. After she'd had an affair with Captain Sparrow and given birth to he rogues child who had turned out to be spoilt rotten. Then her husband had died leaving her with no one but her father and son.
"Luke no more ice cream!" Elizabeth called from across the table where she sat with her father going over accounts.
"Yes I can. You don't control me, no one does!" the six year old shouted. The governor frowned, he only had one grandchild and he was the spawn of Satan.
"Oh really the last time I checked your father had killed what was it, over a million men. What would he do if he realized what his son was doing?" Isabella asked. Isabella was a plump redhead from France she was the housekeeper and kept the servants in place. Her specialty was keeping the "brat" (as she referred to Lucas is)
Out of trouble.
"He would never kill me, he's going to give me lots of guns and a whole pirate crew." Lucas protested.
"You've never met him!" Isabella reminded the little boy. She stared at him dark cropped hair and strong jaw. They said Captain Sparrow looked like that. Except for the long pencil thin moustache. Oh and apparently he was ever so tanned.
"I have too! On a poster he's a pirate." Lucas protested standing up.
Elizabeth stared oh Jack would be proud of the rebel his son had become. Except Jack didn't know he had a son. He and his latest mistress probably thought that Jack could never have children. Oh were they in for a surprise.
"Lucas, go to your room. Your father is not helping anyone. Just annoying people and killing people." Said the governor walking out. Elizabeth shook her head. Every time she looked into peoples eyes she saw pity, her fathers' eyes showed disappointment. Only Lucas looked at her with full happiness when she told him stories of his father.
"Come on Luke time to go." Said Elizabeth walking out. Isabella stared after her Elizabeth was too thin these days and she hardly ate after finding out about Will. Well at least everyone thought Lucas was William's child.
Elizabeth stared at her sleeping son stretched out on her enormous bed. She smiled to herself and waited for her made to come to dress her in her nightgown.
That's when a strong tanned hand clasped her mouth. She tried to scream but no one heard. Elizabeth turned to see Jack. Now cleanly shaven and his hair were quite short. Gone were the dirty clothes. No now stood her son's father in tailored clothing with his pirate boots. She could still feel his rock hard chest.
Jack released her and smirked.
"Will left you a son?" he asked.
Elizabeth's response was a sharp slap. He winced from the pain. "Jesus what was wrong with her?" he thought. He had after all returned to her and old will's son.
"He's not will's. Although I wish he was. Look at him carefully and tell me who the lucky father is!" Elizabeth demanded.
Jack looked at the little boys face and saw a younger version of him. That was his son!
"He' mine, well well well. I come back for what belongs to me and I find there are two people belonging to me." Said Jack falling lazily on the bed.
"Get out Jack!" Elizabeth snapped.
He looked at her and smirked before saying, "No."
That's when a maid ran in shouting: "The governors here!"
DAMMIT they both thought.
(R&R please girls and boys!)