Hey guys! Well this will be my first FanFic for Pirates, so please be nice.

It's set after the 3rd movie, but you don't really need to see At Worlds End to get this. After the movie, Jack gets the Black Pearl back, and the surprise of his life. His 16-year-old daughter, Charity, comes to accompany him on the journey to find the fountain of youth.

Ok, I'm just going to start now.

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3 months ago, if you had told me I'd be sitting on theBlack Pearl going on a journey with my pirate father to find the "Fountain of Youth," I would have laughed at you in a rather rude manner. I mean me, Charity Hope Clint! Well I guess its Sparrow. I should probably explain, shouldn't I?

My mother is Rebecca Clint, daughter of the late Edward Nelson Clint. Edward N. Clint was the governor of Tortuga. The key word being was. One day a rude man by the name of Lord Cutler Beckett came to our house, to "check on progress." Apparently the idiot didn't like what he saw. Lord Big-head invited Grandpa on a boating trip and came back with the devastating news Grandpa had fallen in and wasn't able to be saved.

My mom, even though she was a governor's daughter, is a tramp. She has 3 children, each one with a different father, and remains unwed. She never was the best of mothers. When her father died she went berserk and split me and my to little siblings, Victoria and Nelson, up. She sent each of us to live with our fathers. 13-year-old Victoria went to Sir Logan Carter in London, England. 8-year-old Nelson was escorted to Jonathan Brown in a small settlement in America. Her father's governor job allowed my mom to 'meet' people from all over. And me, well I was shipped out to sea. Literally.

So that's how I, 16-year-old Charity Hope Clint Sparrow, ended up on the Black Pearl, searching for a magical water fountain, with my pirate father. Jack Sparrow.

Don't get me wrong, he's not a horrible father. In fact, he sent me my favorite possession: a gold skull and cross bone necklace. It's just, he wasn't around.

Not that my mom wanted him around. She didn't even let any of us speak of our fathers. Jack Sparrow, Logan Carter, and Jonathan Brown were dead to her. Now so were Charity, Victoria, and Nelson Clint.

Well enough thinking, it seems that's not allowed on this ship. Neither is bathing I've noticed. Ah, here comes dear old dad now. Before he gets here, let me just point out that the hair is the weirdest thing I have ever seen. I think it's smothering him peanut sized brain.

Wish me luck!

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Well, there's the first chapter, I hope you liked it! I have the second one ready, but I'm not going to post it until I get 3 GOOD reviews. Flamers are not well liked and if you don't want me to update, don't review! You don't need to trash someone's hard work if you don't enjoy what they've written! I know this topic's been done but I'm working it into my main plot. So please review NICELY.

Allie