OptimusPrime2017 presents to you,
A Pirates of the Caribbean fanfic;
A Sparrow's Quest
Prologue:
Captain Jack Sparrow sat bolt upright, grumbling. He wiped a hand across his coral covered chin and got out of his bed.
Life aboard the Flying Dutchman wasn't easy. Especially when you were the captain of that ship.
"Captain?" A voice came.
The man kicked the door open. "What do ye want, Maccus?" He glared at him menacingly.
The pirate smiled, despite the glare. "There's a Spanish ship ahead. Shall we raid it?"
"Do it." The captain agreed. "Steal everything we have room for! Leave no survivors! Give them no mercy!"
"Aye, Captain!" The First Mate smiled, turning back to the crew. "Ye heard him, boys! Attack!"
Captain Jack stumbled up onto the quarterdeck, trying not to trip over his peg leg. He stalked to the wheel and took it in his hands with a gleam in his eye. The first of the crew swung over by rope onto the other ship, swinging swords at the weaker Spanish men. Their screams filled the air, nearly drowned out by the Dutchman's cannons.
Captain Jack smirked, satisfied already by the screams of the conquered men. He'd never had this kind of power before. Not even on the Black Pearl. The Black Pearl...that ship was small when compared to this ship. This ship was superior in nearly every way. Nearly. Except for the fact that the captain of that ship had his heart in a chest along with the key. Now that was a long story. A very long story indeed.
The Dutchman's heartless captain glared over the seas, his evil smirk reflecting the crew's feelings as they conquered the Spanish. The Flying Dutchman would rule all of the seas one day.
And it's captain was going to make sure of that.
Jack already changed a lot, don't you think? Wowie! He's merciless now...most of the story will be from his son's point of view, if you were wondering. Just because I don't do evil characters as well. Imao, anyway. Like it so far? Leave a review on your thoughts!