A/N- I'm obsessive compulsive and Pirates of the Caribbean will take my aggressions away.
Disclaimer- I do not own anything but the monsters of my own creation. Starr Auroras and The Red Roiben plot are mine, Jack Sparrow and all else is not.
-This is Me-
My name is Starr.
Where I live cannot be accounted for. Where I sleep, people would rather slit your throat than ask questions. Where I belong is with thieves, murderers, buccaneers, and crooks. Murderers are my siblings. Buccaneers and crooks, in a sense, my mothers. The only father I have is a king….King of Thieves. Thieves are my kindred, my solace, my only heart. I am a thief…. I am not, however, a murderer, I have never been a petty crook; and a buccaneer or pirate, as they are called, is too great a dream to achieve. As of now I am a member of The Red Roiben, a thief guild of notorious claim.
Only the best achieve rank here, only the most stealthy of knaves and the most wicked of Spys gain entrance; I am one of them. The Rogue himself has trained me as his replacement , I am (almost) the most revered and respected of The Rogue's "children" and I have been captured.
By what? You may ask- by what, exactly. His name is infamous, his toils legend, his failures…many….
Jack Sparrow.
A ghost I'd hoped never to see again.