Elizabeth Swan, the latest pirate King from that year's brethren Court, waved goodbye with her son, Anthony Turner, to her husband as he vanished aboard the Flying Dutchman in the green flash after the sun set. It had been a dreadful ten years waiting, and now he was gone again. But it didn't matter. They were married and loved each other so much, the question of being faithful was not even considered. Anthony had just turned 20, so this was the second time in his life he waved his father off. He was well on his way to becoming a Pirate Captain, but like Captain Jack Sparrow, found himself without a ship, for all the time he had been training.
"Mom I gotta get out more an' see if can't capture me self a ship to conquer tha seas,"
"Anthony, you will get a ship, just wait. When the time's right, it will happen." Elizabeth said.
"Gray already has his own ship, I feel like I'm nigh as good as he."
"Don't talk about yourself like that. You're a Turner, you should be proud. Never compare yourself to others, rather, compete with yourself, and always fight to be better than you are." She told me. I grunted, but I knew she was right. I just really wanted to start my own adventured. Dad was always out on the seas with the Flying Dutchman, why couldn't I be doing the same?
Throughout me training, I had come close to a few mateys. The first and so far thee oldest friend I had was called Lanse. He was me friend since the start of training, and we had become brethren ever since. He was about my height, the same age, and had a full dark brown beard and mustache. He had the same color o hair as me self but I had blond and red naturally weaved in. Always had his affects, boots, wide black belt, ruffled linen shirt, and a large old three-cornered brown hat with eagle's feathers. Me other friend who I had become close too was a recent development. He goes by the name of Cap'n Gray, and he already acquired himself a ship and a crew, taking a detour in Tortuga for said crew. He still be away across the sea, and I had grown weary of the land. He had a full head of dirty blonde hair, and was very thin but fit as well. He wore glasses, and I swear to Davy Jones' locker the moment he took them off he be a different person. There be another friend worth mentioning. She goes by the name of Julia Sparrow. She is the daughter of Pirate Captain and Lord Jack Sparrow, and Angelica, the late Captain Blackbeard's daughter. She was a clever sort, and had short light blonde hair, and wore long linen skirts over her pants that stopped at the tops of her boots, and she had a large belt, and the same sword that her father used. She wore a magnificent hat, circular, and with a peacock's feather. We had become friends through Pirate training her in Shipwreck Cove as well, but the start be different. Some scallywags and ruffians had followed her to the beech one day, abusing her verbally, making her out to be one of them low life women that sit at home each day, yes they were they proceeded by showing us how sexist they were by throwing sea shells at her when she was enjoying the waves at the dock. Anthony pulled his pistol out and stopped them.
"Make one more move and you're all dead men!" I warned.
"Defending your lassie are ya? HA HA HA! What a sight she be, wouldn't want to sleep with her if ya know what I mean!" The thug replied. I reached the bitter end and so drew me flintlock pistol and shot past his ear forcing the thugs to flee as the cowards they really were.
"Thank you, I would have handled it myself but, I left my sword at home and," She stopped, I offered my hand to help her up and she stood.
"No problem lassie. I call myself Anthony, and you be?" I asked.
"Julia, Julia Sparrow." She answered, and that was how it started. The four of us were a talented lot, each with his, or her, special ability. But with Gray already Captain of the Caroline, it seemed we for now were on our own.
Weeks past and training be almost finished, and still I had no ship. Then one day over dinner at the piers lookin out at the other Pirate Captain's ships, Julia offered me something. Something I nay could refuse. She explained that Captain jack had become too old now to man the ship himself but would rather die than see her in the hands of anyone "mean".
"Really? You could? Oh Julia that'd be perfect! Can you imagine? Captain Anthony Turner, of the Black Pearl. Now there be a title worth fighting for!"
Julia had recently been given the mighty Black Pearl for her birthday, since Captain Jack had become too old to sail her, and with a heavy heart, handed the command title over to her. But being a pirate female captain, she did not want to have command of her own ship; she just wanted to help other pirates on their journeys. SO this was her opportunity to help a friend and she took it. There would be a small family ceremony in two weeks' time, hosted by each family, and then I would finally be Anthony, Captain of the Black Pearl.