It all started out as a normal day. I crawled out of my cave and piles of who-knows-what, to start my day on the streets. Maybe today I'll finally get to join a ship and crew. That would be so great. If the fates are kind I might find my father. All I have to go by is a name. My name. Before my mother died, she told me the secret to my name.
"I named you after your father. Pretty much the only thing I knew about him. So guard it well. Allright my poppet." She whispered
"Use your street name.' I don't want you to tell anyone That name till you understand."
"But Mum', I wined, "till I understand wha'?"
I think I understand her now. She didn't want anyone to take advantage of a young naïve girl, till I got street smart, I was to use my other name. I still use it. No one knows my real name. As for the name that I use well it is…
"Knife!" A voice yelled
I turned and there was my one mate, Kidd, weaving his way between people. He dragged me along till there was a sign in front of my face. Reading it my blood ran cold. Not because there was a reward for Blackbeard. But because of what the people were whispering about. A pirate. Was here in port. Looking for a crew. But it was the name that scared me. By deduction this was my father, because he had the same name as me.
Captain Jack Sparrow