Hey, everybody! Welcome to the first chapter of Before he was Captain! I got the idea for this story when I was watching On Stranger Tides, and I was thinking about how Jack and Angelica met. Not all the pieces in the movie fit together, so I started theorizing. This is what I came up with. I hope you guys enjoy, please review, I love, love, love reviews! This chapter is going to be different from future chapters. This one is in Maria Sparrow's POV(she is Jack's mother in this story). So here it is, and I hope you enjoy!
Hello, my name is Maria Sparrow. I spent most of my life in Tortuga(disgusting place, I suggest you never go there). I moved there after I met Jack. Jack was my husband, until he left me.
We met in a small port town, on a beautiful summer day. He was working for random sailors at the time, not making much money, and he was in Port Royal(the town I lived in) for a month while the ship he was currently on got supplies before it set off again. I was only 15 years old, and he was 18. This is the story of what happened that day.
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I walked quietly on the dock, my head down, trying not to look at anybody or attract attention. Some of the men could be very rough over here. My black hair fell over my face, I always had it down. When you are raised by your father, things like etiquette aren't as important, especially when your father is a sailor.
I had the small bag in my hands, it was filled with my father's lunch that I prepared for him. I brought his lunch to him every day, it was the only time I spent with him all day, he didn't care about me. His only love was the sea, and my mother, before she died giving birth to me. After that, he had started drinking, and now he was considered a sailor.
I walked over to him, smelling the bitter scent of rum. He had been drinking again. "Hey everybody," he screamed, laughing drunkenly. "this is my daughter, Maria! She's a beauty ain't she?" he said, grabbing me and pulling me to him. All the drunken sailors laughed, and I whispered that I had to go and tried to break free of my fathers grasp. But I was still too weak.
"Don't walk away from me!" he screamed, slapping my face. I stumbled backward, my hand to my face. All the drunken men laughed again.
"Don't do that to her, you bastard!" I could hear a younger male voice yell. Then I felt my father stepping away from me, and I heard the sound of skin on skin. I looked up, to see a handsome boy, a few years older then me, with black hair and brown eyes, punching my father. Then he grabbed my arm, and pulled me away.
"Are you alright?" he asked, once we were alone, in a random ally, he put his hand to my face; he was surprisingly gentle. I nodded, and a tear escaped. He wiped it away, but I began crying, and he held me to his chest. I was embarrassed that I was crying in front of a complete stranger, but I forgot as soon as I thought it. This boy didn't feel like a stranger, but an old friend.
Once I was done, I began talking. "Thank you, so much. You didn't have to do that," I said, sniffling.
He tilted his face up to his. "There's no need to thank me, love. What's wrong with that blasted father of yours?" he asked. And I told him. I told him about everything that had happened, about my mother, and my fathers drinking. And he listened. Once I was done, he hugged me and said that if I wanted to, he would take care of me. I nodded. We've been together ever since.
We ended up moving to Tortuga, he was a pirate, but I didn't mind, I was so lovesick. I didn't think about what I would do when he was gone, or what it would be like in a pirate town. I just wanted him, no consequences, no boundaries. I was stupid to think that.
Things went well the first few months. I rode on a ship to Tortuga, and I found that I love the sea, too. It was simply beautiful. After a month of travel we arrived at Tortuga. It was a horrible place. Everyone was drunk all the time, the women were all prostitutes, it was simply a place of sin. I wanted to leave, but I couldn't. But all that went away when I was with Jack(that was his name). Then he had to leave, to provide for me, since I had no money.
It was horrible once he left. After he was gone for a month, I found out I was pregnant with his child. I couldn't tell him, because there was no way to reach him. A month later I got news that he was with a new woman, and I got a letter from him later confirming so. We had been engaged, but that was obviously broken off. After I found out, my life was torn apart. I had put all my eggs in one basket, and the basket had vanished, leaving me with nothing. Nothing but the child I was soon going to have.
I ended up getting a job as a maid for a local bar, I had to support myself and the child I was carrying.
Then a few months later, I finally had him. Although I hated his father, I still named him after him, for his father had saved me, and I did owe him a lot. That was the beginning of Jack Sparrow.
Ok, well that was the chapter! I hope you guys enjoyed it, and please review! I update this story every Saturday, so check next Saturday for chapter 2. I have another Pirates of the Carribean story, Secrets of the Sea, about Philip and Syrena, so check it out if you liked this story! Thanks for reading!