A/N I DO NOT OWN ANY CHARACTERS, DISNEY DOES.
This story takes place after Will turner takes over the Flying Dutchman.
This tis a tale.
One not many know.
Of a cursed woman and Jack Sparrow.
Jack sparrow was drinking down his glass of whiskey as he listens to Gibbs blabbering away about the pearl. The black pearl this, the black pearl that. The white pearl. Jack ran over to Gibbs coving his mouth. The bar whores looked at him as if he was crazy.
"This lad had a little too much of the drink. Pay no mind." He said to the gathered crowd.
"Gib. You know to never talk of that. The white pearl." Jack said holding gibbs by the neck.
"Aye Captain. I saw it. I saw it just tonight in the walk over 't here." Gibbs told Jack.
"Impossible. It can not sail until the curse is broke." Jack told him.
"Aye. Look out the window. There she is, sailin' Gibbs said. And much to Jacks surprise the White Pearl was sailing past Tortuga. Fingers tapping he thought.
"Gibbs ask me my name!" Jack yelled.
"What's your name cap'n?" Gibbs asked.
"Jack Sparrow." I yelled. Not the name he wanted to say. The curse was still a foot yet the White Pearl sailed.
"Jack, Calypso. Calypso could have let 'er sail." Gibbs said.
"Possibly. Gibbs you know what we need to do!?" Jack yelled at him grabbing his shirt with both hands.
"Wat cap'n?" He slurred.
"Get to Shipwreck Cove!" Jack stormed out into the night to look for a ship.
After some searching and sobering Jack and Gibbs were sailing on a small fishing boat. Reminded him of his young days.
The journey to Shipwreck Cove would be a long one.
Who is the Captain of the White Pearl? Why wasn't it allow to sail? Why does Jack care so much? Why can't Jack Lie?