"The Commodore's Daughter"

Chapter 1 - Careful What You Wish For

Looking back over her shoulder one more time before turning the corner, Shalynn Morgan crossed the main street in Tortuga. After quickly looking at the people around her, she hiked up her dress and stepped into the bar. If her father, Commodore Morgan, could see her now, he'd disown her. Dressed in a deep purple and black wench's gown, she definitely looked the part. She was tired of living the "good girl" life that her father made her live. She wanted fun, action, and adventure. Tortuga seemed like the perfect place to start.

Shalynn knew the men were looking at her. Perfect. She seated herself at a small table in the corner and peaked around at the people around her. Women sitting on men's laps, with their breasts about to pop out of their dresses. Drunk men causing an uproar over who buys the next round of drinks and an odd looking man sitting at a table nearby... looking straight at her. 'Act like a whore,' she told herself. She gave a flirty wave and a wink. The man just squinted his eyes, fixed his hat, picked up his rum bottle, and got up from the table.

Shalynn flipped her sandy blonde hair behind her shoulder and decided to follow the mysterious man. After dodging many drunks, she managed to stay a safe distance behind "Mr. Mysterious".

Suddenly, he turned a corner, and she lost him momentarily. She turned down the same alley but didn't see him. 'So much for wooing,' she thought.

Next thing she knew, she was thrown against the nearest wall and before she could scream, a hand was over her mouth, holding her steady.

"Any reason as to why ye be following me, love?" the man asked.

Shalynn looked up into the darkest brown eyes she had ever seen. Mr. Mysterious was looking right into her eyes. She shook her head and muffled a "no," under his hand. He cocked his eyebrow.

"If ye promise to be a good lass and not scream, I'll take me hand away."

She nodded. "Now," he said, "why are you chasing after me?"

Shalynn looked down at her dress and then up at him. "You caught my attention," she said softly.

He stuck out his hand, "Sparrow, Captain Jack Sparrow, and ye be, love?"

"Shalynn Morgan," she said as she took his hand.

"I may have been out on the ocean for awhile, but I know the Commodore's daughter is no whore," he said matter of factually while looking at her.

"You know who I am?" she asked

"Everybody knows who you are love. Hm, I never suspected the tales to be true, but your beauty is remarkable." Jack said as he brushed a piece of hair away from her cheek.

Shalynn could feel herself blushing, she just hoped Mr. Sparrow couldn't see it.

"Mr Sparrow, I'm afraid..."

"Jack."

"What?" she asked confused.

"Call me Jack, or Captain Jack if ye prefer."

"Ok, Captain Jack, I'm afraid I've made a horrible mistake by coming here." She looked at him again and admired his features for a moment. Unruly hair, tucked under a dirty red bandanna and an old leather hat, sun-soaked tanned face, dark chocolate brown eyes, and a braided goatee. 'Strange and most unusual fellow,' she thought.

"Why, you wouldn't be afraid of me would ye Ms. Morgan?"

"I would not call it afraid, Mr... Jack, just intrigued. I guess I should say."

"Let me guess, ye be shacked up to long under the Commodore's wing, ye be searching for action or adventure. So, you come out to find a lonely pirate. Love, ye got your wish," Jack said as he grabbed her hand and pulled her farther in the alley.

'Father also told me to be careful what I wished for,' she thought to herself.