A Blacksmith's Daughter and Pirate's Son

By

Nicole

Chapter 1: Mackenzie Taylor Turner and Jacob Jack Sparrow

In a mansion in Port Royal, lived William Jonathon Turner II with his wife Elizabeth, and their children, Mackenzie Taylor Turner, William Jonathon Turner III, Ellen Marie Turner, Jack Benjamin Turner, Emily Constance Turner, and Rose Patricia Turner. They lived happily in Port Royal for eighteen years without any thoughts of being bothered. Will continued to work in the blacksmith shop while Elizabeth took care of the children. They were living happily in Port Royal.

The mansion was beautiful it was white with blue shutters and brown wooden doors. A stone wall with black gates and around the mansion was a garden full of beautiful flowers. Next to the mansion was a tree, which the children always played around.

In one of the bedrooms, lied Mackenzie Taylor Turner. She was fast asleep in her soft bed. Their first child that was born eighteen years ago in England because her parents were in danger. Now, she has grown into a beautiful young woman that many men wish to marry. However, as the sunlight spilled into her bedroom making the room look gorgeous and while Mackenzie slept, her bedroom door opened and her little brother, Jack, and her younger sister, Ellen, came into the room. "Don't wake her up yet," Ellen whispered.

Ellen had shoulder-length light brown hair, chocolate brown eyes, she was wearing white shoes, a white flowered dress, and her hair was put in a small braid.

Jack had chin-length dark brown hair, chocolate brown eyes, he wore brown shoes, brown pants, a white shirt, a brown vest, and his hair was put in a small ponytail.

Their brother, Will was seventeen, Ellen was fifteen, Jack was twelve, Emily was ten, and Rose was seven. "Mackenzie, mother said to wake up," Ellen whispered. Mackenzie groaned and turned onto her side and threw her pillow over her head.

"I have no desire of getting up this morning," Mackenzie groaned.

"Aw, come on Mackenzie; father wants you down by the shop," Jack mentioned.

Elizabeth then came into the room. "Are we being stubborn again?" Elizabeth asked. Mackenzie jumped and looked at her mother.

"Mother, must I go down to the shop today?" Mackenzie asked.

"You know that your father loves it when you're down there with him," Elizabeth answered.

Mackenzie nodded and climbed out of bed. "Is Will already down there with him?" She asked. Elizabeth nodded and helped Mackenzie into the corset. Mackenzie grabbed onto the rail on her bed and yelped as Elizabeth pulled the strings. "Jack, you can leave if you want," Elizabeth hinted. Jack ran out of the room while Ellen stayed. "Where's Rosie?" Elizabeth questioned. Mackenzie sighed as her mother finally finished with the corset.

"She's sitting downstairs with her dolls," Ellen replied.

Elizabeth then walked over to the closet and pulled out a violet colored gown. Mackenzie changed into the dress and pulled her shoes on. Elizabeth brushed her daughter's hair out and tied it into a braid and placed a rose into her hair. "There, you are ready," Elizabeth sighed. Mackenzie stood up and looked into the mirror.

She had waist-length light brown slightly curly hair, her father's deep chocolate brown eyes, she wore violet-colored shoes, the violet colored dress, a locket that once belonged her grandmother, Isabelle Constance Turner.

Mackenzie sighed, she wasn't aware of the hell that her parents went through just to be together. "Mackenzie, you're going to get your father impatient, again," Elizabeth hinted. Mackenzie grabbed her stuff and hurried out the door.

Will Turner was working in the shop with his son when the door opened. "Yo, ho, yo, ho, a pirate's life for me," Captain Jack Sparrow sung. Will wiped the sweat from his brow and smiled.

"Welcome back to Port Royal, Jack," Will greeted.

Jack smiled and hugged his good friend. Will looked over Jack's shoulder to see a young man around eighteen standing there.

He had shoulder-length black hair, brown eyes, he wore brown boots, brown pants, a white shirt, a brown vest, a brown jacket, on his waist was a sword, a knife, a pistol, a sword and on his head was a brown hat.

"This cannot be little Jacob," Will commented. Jack smiled and nodded.

"Yep, this is me boy. Jacob, what how many times must your mother remind you about the hat being indoors," Jack mumbled while pointing to his head.

Jacob removed the hat and on his head was a red bandana. "He looks just like you," Will commented.

"Yep, but he's stubborn like his mum," Jack mumbled.

Will chuckled at his friend before the door opened again and Mackenzie stood there. "Father, mother wanted me to give you this," she mentioned. She gasped when she saw Jack standing there. "Uncle Jack!" She gasped. She hurried over and hugged her father's best friend. Jack smiled and hugged her back.

"She's grown so much since the last time I saw her. The last time I saw her, she was just learning how to read and write," Jack chuckled.

"Well, we have more than one kid now, Jack. There's Will, over behind me, Ellen, little Jack, Emily, and Rose," Will explained.

"I bet your boys are going to be just like you. The little girls must look like your bonnie lass."

Will smiled and held Mackenzie by his side. "The girls look exactly like their mother. Each girl just as beautiful though," Will murmured. Jack agreed then that was when Mackenzie saw Jacob standing there. She walked over to him with a smile.

"Hello, Jacob, it's so good to see you again," she greeted.

Jacob bowed to her and hugged her with a smile. "It's so good to see you again, too, Mackenzie," he answered. They pulled away and Mackenzie kissed his cheek. "You grow more beautiful at each sunrise," he murmured. Mackenzie blushed and stood next to Will.

"We were just going to begin our swordfight practice, would you like to join us?" Will asked.

"I'd like to try you in a duel again," Jack agreed.

Mackenzie grabbed her sword while Jacob pulled his sword out. Will and Jack were going to wait until after they were finished. William walked over and stood next to his father. He didn't have to practice because he's like his father, he practices with them three hours a day in the morning. Mackenzie practiced with her father three hours a day near noon. Jacob's eyes widened when he saw that she fought well. "You're a fair fighter, Miss Turner," he jested. Mackenzie blocked and ducked before Jacob had her pinned up against the wall. "But you're not that good," he chuckled. Mackenzie pushed him away and grinned.

"Your father is Captain Jack Sparrow, a pirate, and my father's best friend. My father is Will Turner, a blacksmith, and the best swordfighter in Port Royal," Mackenzie mumbled.

"That doesn't mean a thing."

"Oh, yes it does."

She hurried out of the way and then she finally got Jacob on his back. She pointed her sword at him and she grinned. "I win Mr. Sparrow," she laughed. She held her hand out and helped Jacob off the floor.

"Well now since you children had your fun, it's time for Jack and me to try our duel again," Will told Mackenzie.

Mackenzie put her sword away and sat down next to William. William wrapped an arm around his sister's shoulders. Will and Jack started out with little pity hits before Jack swung at Will's head. Will ducked and went at Jack's torso when the pirate blocked him there. "Ye still practice three hours a day?" Jack asked.

"Of course, I have to stay on the practicing," Will replied.

Jack then went up onto the cart again. "This time, I don't have chains so you could get me stuck to the ceiling," Jack chuckled. Will went up into the rafters the way he used to before Jack came. Then once Jack almost knocked Will off the rafters, Will jumped down and then Jack had him on the ground. Will chuckled and kicked the pirate's legs off underneath him. He stood up and pointed the sword at his friend.

"I win," he announced proudly.

He then held his hand out to Jack and helped Jack off the floor. Will looked outside to find the time. "We better get home. Your mother will be worried when her children aren't home by now," Will chuckled. He then looked at Jack. "You may join us if you want," Will invited.

"I would love to see Lizzie again," Jack laughed.

Then once Will closed up the shop for the night. They walked down towards the house. Then a little girl came running out of the house to greet them.

She had shoulder-length light brown hair, chocolate brown eyes, she wore lilac colored shoes, a lilac colored dress, and her hair was tied in a ponytail with a white ribbon.

"PAPA, PAPA!" She exclaimed. Will chuckled and took his daughter in his arms. Just then, more children came running out. Each one looked like Will and Elizabeth. Emily ran to Mackenzie and she gladly picked her sister up. Will hugged the rest of his children that ran to him. Jack chuckled at his friend.

"You and Elizabeth did have more children," Jack teased.

"Dad, I wouldn't be talking. You and mum had more kids yourself," Jacob reminded.

"We had your sisters, that was it," Jack shot back.

"You two had daughters?" Will asked.

"Yep, their names are Ruby and Crystal," Jack answered gladly.

"Then why aren't they here?" Mackenzie questioned.

"That is the business between your father and me," Jack replied.

Elizabeth then came outside with a smile. Will placed Rose on the ground and hugged Elizabeth. "Did the children give you a hard time again today?" He asked.

"No, not really," she answered.

"Daddy," Rose murmured while pulling on his shirt.

Will sank down to his daughter's level with a grin. "Daddy, Jack took my dolly," she whined.

"That's not fair, she stole the sword you made me," Jack whined back.

Will rolled his eyes and stood up while taking Rose into his arms. "Jack, meet your goddaughter, Rose Patricia Turner and your godson, Jack Benjamin Turner," Will introduced. Jack nodded to the kids and saw that Will and Elizabeth were happy to have all these kids run around the house and outside. Rose played with her father's shirt collar as they walked inside. "We'll deal with your and Jack's fight later, right now, Uncle Jack and I have to talk," Will explained.

Once they were inside, Will sent the children upstairs. When they had dinner, the younger children were cleaned up and sent to bed. Will walked into Rose and Jack's room and sat on the edge of Rose's bed. "So what is this I hear that you took Jack's wooden sword?" Will asked.

"He took my dolly, so I took his sword," Rose replied.

"Rosie, do you remember what I said about that?" He asked.

"Yes, papa," she mumbled.

"What have I told you?"

"Two wrongs don't make a right."

"That's right. I'll talk to Jack about him taking your doll, but please give me his sword."

Rose got of the bed and went over to her closet. She pulled out a box and pulled the sword out. She walked over and handed it to him. "I'll talk to Jack," he mentioned. He picked Rose up and placed her into the bed. "You better get some sleep," he stated. He kissed his daughter's forehead before Rose grabbed her arm.

"Daddy," she called.

Will sat back down and stroked his daughter's cheek. "What is it, sweetie?" He asked. He saw that Rose looked scared.

"Daddy, Jack also said that mean cursed pirates are going to come after me because I took his sword," she whimpered.

Will took Rose into his arms and sighed. "Nothing's going to happen to you, Rosie, I promise that nothing is going to happen to you," he vowed. Rose then began to feel tired after her father told her the lie that there were no such things as cursed pirates. He kissed her forehead again and wrapped the blankets around her. He then walked over to Jack. "Jack," he mumbled. Jack turned over to look at his father. "Here's your sword, now, give me your sister's doll," he demanded. Jack got out of bed and went underneath his bed. He pulled out the doll that once belonged to Elizabeth and handed it to Will. Will took the doll and looked at his son with a stern look. "Why are you telling your sister about cursed pirates?" He asked.

"She deserved it," Jack answered.

"Your sister doesn't deserve to be scared out of her wits because her brother didn't like her taking his sword. I don't want to hear of you scaring Rose like that again. Do you understand?" He questioned.

Jack nodded. "Good, now, get some sleep. I love you, Jack," he murmured as he kissed his son's forehead.

"I love you too, papa," Jack yawned.

Will wrapped the blankets around his son and walked back over to Rose. He gave her, her doll back and kissed her cheek. "I love you, Rosie," he whispered. Rose smiled and kissed her father's cheek.

"I love you too, daddy," she yawned.

Will walked over to the candle and smiled to see his children already fast asleep. He blew out the candle and closed the door.

Once all of their children were tucked in, Will walked downstairs to speak with Jack. He then saw that Mackenzie and Jacob were still up. "Mackenzie, Jack and I need to have a talk. You need to get to bed yourself," he mentioned.

"Father, I'm eighteen," Mackenzie reminded.

"You may be eighteen, but you know the rules," Will reminded.

Mackenzie sighed and stood up. "While you're going upstairs, take Jacob with you and show him to his room. It's almost midnight, you have a big day tomorrow. That's another reason why your father is making you go to bed," Elizabeth suggested. Mackenzie looked at Jacob and gestured for him to follow her. Jacob stood up and followed Mackenzie upstairs. Will and Elizabeth sat down and smiled at Jack.

"What is it that you need to speak to me about?" Will asked.

Just then, Rose came downstairs with her doll clutched to her chest. "Rosie, what are you doing up?" Will asked.

"I had a nightmare," she answered.

Elizabeth stood up and walked over to Rose. She picked her up and carried her back upstairs. "I see you two are professionals at taking care of children," Jack chuckled.

"You have no idea. So, what is that you needed to talk about?" Will asked.

Jack sighed and looked at his friend. "Will, Barbossa has returned," Jack answered.

AN: The end of the first chapter of my sequel. I hope you enjoyed it so far. I am so happy that you guys loved Can Never Love Another. Now it's fun writing the sequel. I should be putting the new chapter up soon.