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A/N: I'm not real good with pirate talk, so it might sound a little weird. But give me a chance to try and get it down.
Background Information: Abigail Sparrow (or Abby for short) is the only child of the infamous Captain Jack Sparrow of the Black Pearl. Her mother Rose Sparrow wife of Jack Sparrow died while giving birth to Abby. When Abby was only 6 her father's mutinous first mate stranded him on some God forsaken island. Jack had assumed that they had killed his daughter. So after ten years of searching he finally got his ship back, with the help of Elizabeth Swann and Will Turner. This is where our story begins.
Tortugas:
Jack had just finished another grand adventure, and was now walking through the streets of Tortugas looking for some pleasurable company for the evening. He had just passed an ally when something caught his eye. There stood a girl, who couldn't be more than eighteen years of age, with the bodies of 7 dead men at her feet cleaning her sword of all the blood on it. The fact that a girl could do all this damage was not what surprised him. Because he knew from watching Ana Maria fight that a well skilled woman could do just about anything. No what surprised him was who the girl looked like. She looked like an older version of his little girl, his most precious treasure. She had the same color hair has he had; only it wasn't in dread locks, and it was down to about her waist. But her eyes were just as green as his late wife Rose's were. You could tell that even under her dirty white tunic and baggy blue trousers, that she was thin, but muscular. She wore a green bandana that matched her eyes. Along with a pair of black boots. When she finally noticed him she jumped back a little, but soon recovered and stood in a fighting stance.
Jack raised his hands in surrender and stared to back up. "Wait just a second luv, I don't mean any harm. I was just admiring your work." Jack stated
The girl look over Jack as if trying to decide if he was being truthful with her or if he was just like most pirates she'd met trying to have their way with her. Finally she put her sword away.
Abby could help but think that this man looked familiar. He had his hair in dread locks with different beads and trinkets braided in as well. He wore a dirty white tunic and blue trousers. Along with a matching blue vest and an old over coat. He also wore a bandanna, but his was red. What Abby couldn't understand is how this man seemed so familiar.
When she reached up to adjust her bandanna Jack noticed it. It was a tattoo on her right arm, just above her pirate branding. It was of a sparrow just like his. It was then he realized that this was the daughter that he had considered dead for all these years. This was his most precious treasure. This was his Abby, this young and beautiful woman standing before him.
"Abby?" he asked almost afraid that it wouldn't be her and he had gotten his hopes up for nothing.