This is a story about jack sparrow, set slightly before pirates of the Caribbean curse of the black pearl. A little different from my normal stories but I thought I'd give it a go. Please review!!
Five years ago Jacqueline Sparrow was the happiest woman in the world, she was newly wed and making her new house a home. Her husband Jack was a brilliant trader who worked with his father in their shipping business. Jack and Jacqueline had been courting for six months before he had proposed. They were the perfect couple as far as anyone was concerned, they laughed, got along and never argued. Both from aristocratic families their pairing was perfect socially. Even though they lived in the newly colonized Caribbean these types of things were still important to many. Soon after their wedding Jack decided to go on a trade mission to the Middle East, Jacqueline though sad he would be gone for nearly six months agreed that he should go. He left a week later, letters never came, and Jack never returned. His parents took Jacqueline in because by then it had turned out that she was pregnant with Jack's child. Nine months later she gave birth to a bouncing baby boy. He delighted his mother and grandparents, and grew into a sweet yet silly little boy. As far as Jacqueline knew Jack was either dead, or had decided never to return. It wasn't until a few years later that Jacqueline heard rumors of a pirate, a captain Jack sparrow. Rumors swirled around that it was her Jack, now wanted by the Kings Navy in the Caribbean for piracy. Upon seeing sketches of this Jack Sparrow, Jacqueline decided to go and find him herself, and to remind him of all he left behind.