Chapter One-
The day was hot and muggy which was usual for this time of year in the Caribbean. Elizabeth Turner, also known as Elizabeth Swann, sat in the loft reading a letter that her father had just sent to her regarding her daughter and the lifestyle she was growing up in. He believed that young Miss Turner should be off at finishing school during this portion of her life, not playing as she pleased. Elizabeth threw the letter to the side, got up, and casually walked towards the window that faced her yard. "Not brought up properly," she muttered to herself.
Outside Elizabeth's daughter, Jenna, was playing outside with her godfather, Jack Sparrow. Jenna was fourteen-years-old but she still had this growing fascination with pirates; she didn't know she was one.
"Aye, Aye, blasted pirate!" Jenna Turner yelled as she put up her sword and began dueling her godfather, Jack. Jenna's blonde hair was pulled up messily and she was wearing a pair of her father's old pants, they were too big for her but she made them smaller when she used a belt, and one of his shirts, which was very baggy on her.
"Think you can beat Captain Jack Sparrow, aye, you're wrong, missy!" her godfather replied. Even at fourteen Jenna handled a sword like a pro; gracefully maneuvering it every which way to block her godfather and get back at him.
A moment later Jenna had the point of her sword right under Jack's chin, he dropped his tool immediately. "You win," he gave up.
Jenna broadly smiled and began fiddling with her sword; throwing it up in the air and catching it, or twisting it between her fingers.
"Jenna!" Elizabeth yelled from the window, her daughter looked up and the smile was washed off of her face. "Get up here this instant!"
"But, mum," she protested picking a piece of hair out of her face.
"Don't but mum me!" she retorted. "Both of you up here, now!"
Jenna looked towards her godfather and sighed. "You heard what your mum said, upstairs we go, mate." Both Jenna and Jack took their swords and went upstairs towards the loft, where Elizabeth was.
The day was hot and muggy which was usual for this time of year in the Caribbean. Elizabeth Turner, also known as Elizabeth Swann, sat in the loft reading a letter that her father had just sent to her regarding her daughter and the lifestyle she was growing up in. He believed that young Miss Turner should be off at finishing school during this portion of her life, not playing as she pleased. Elizabeth threw the letter to the side, got up, and casually walked towards the window that faced her yard. "Not brought up properly," she muttered to herself.
Outside Elizabeth's daughter, Jenna, was playing outside with her godfather, Jack Sparrow. Jenna was fourteen-years-old but she still had this growing fascination with pirates; she didn't know she was one.
"Aye, Aye, blasted pirate!" Jenna Turner yelled as she put up her sword and began dueling her godfather, Jack. Jenna's blonde hair was pulled up messily and she was wearing a pair of her father's old pants, they were too big for her but she made them smaller when she used a belt, and one of his shirts, which was very baggy on her.
"Think you can beat Captain Jack Sparrow, aye, you're wrong, missy!" her godfather replied. Even at fourteen Jenna handled a sword like a pro; gracefully maneuvering it every which way to block her godfather and get back at him.
A moment later Jenna had the point of her sword right under Jack's chin, he dropped his tool immediately. "You win," he gave up.
Jenna broadly smiled and began fiddling with her sword; throwing it up in the air and catching it, or twisting it between her fingers.
"Jenna!" Elizabeth yelled from the window, her daughter looked up and the smile was washed off of her face. "Get up here this instant!"
"But, mum," she protested picking a piece of hair out of her face.
"Don't but mum me!" she retorted. "Both of you up here, now!"
Jenna looked towards her godfather and sighed. "You heard what your mum said, upstairs we go, mate." Both Jenna and Jack took their swords and went upstairs towards the loft, where Elizabeth was.