If any of you actually believe I own Jack Sparrow, then you are crazy. As much as I would love to, I do not, but someday, i will! Mark my words! Mwahahahaha! I own John Sullivan and Tatiana Sparrow.
Captain Jack Sparrow stood at the front of his ship, The Black Pearl. The cool sea air sprayed across his face as he watched the island of Tortuga come closer and closer. His thoughts were still on that of how he had come to get such a boat, although it had happened two years before, but the whole memory of taking a ship from a crew of zombies didn't get old fast. Enough remembering for now, he told himself as he took his turn at the wheel.
The ship docked, Captain Sparrow led his crew down the broken down streets and to the bar. Shouts from rowdy pirates followed them down the street, especially so for Anamaria. They walked through the doors and into the bar. Jack was volunteered to buy. Jack couldn't help but notice there was something wrong with his crew. They seemed like they all had something on there minds, so he decided to ask. He turned to his right. "Anamaria, what's got your tongue, love?" He smiled his gold-capped smile. "You see Jack, " She put down her glass and looked Jack in the eyes. "we don't have a point." "What are you getting at?" he said, taken aback. "We've been going for two years, and we've got nothing. We have no gold, no jewels, no plunder at all. We have no purpose." "But that's the beauty of being a pirate, isn't it? You don't need to have anything figured out, you don't live by the rules. You don't have to do anything." "Well, maybe that's how you feel, Jack, but I'm not going to waste the rest of my life with a sentimental fool. Unlike you, treasure means something to me." She jammed her hat onto her head and stormed out of the bar. "Ah, well, who needs her," Jack yelled at her back and then turned to smile at the rest of the crew. "when I've got you." At that, with a collective murmur, the rest of Captain Jack Sparrow's crew left through the same doors Anamaria had, leaving Jack to stare, mouth agape, as his crew just left. He was a sorry captain indeed.