Daughters are a Hand full:
Pirates of the Caribbean fanfiction.
Disclaimer: I do not own Pirates of the Caribbean.
Jack Sparrow stood on the dock of the Spanish guard that chased after him.
"You'll never catch me!" He cried with a giant laugh before jumping from the dock onto his dingy.
Spring, off from the dock, the Spanish lady looked down at him from her tower at the castle and cursed. He had ran off like they said he would, but she didn't believe them.
"Damn that Jack Sparrow" She looked to her stomach that churned and she forced herself into the bathroom, and flung her mouth into the clean bucket.
She was the lady of the castle, all on her own, and she faced child birth with her babies child that filthy, rotten pirate Jack Sparrow! How dare he defile her!
Lady Hope glared into the puck before letting more hell into the bucket.
"Damn him" She released more bodily fluid, and vowed she would never let him know of his child. This child would be raised a perfect lady and never know of her rotten, pirate blood.
-Over in England-
Barbosa stood at the top of the black pearl, looking to Jack (The monkey) sleeping on his shoulder.
Shaking his head at it, he yawned and rolled his shoulders, it was time to cast off. Yelling for the crew to let go off the wood, he looked down at the woman sitting at the dock, tied to a post, glaring a him.
The poor ship captain cursed and shouted at him from the post that he had tied her too, keeping her from strangling him. He had raided her ship, took her for his prize and now he left with gold, silver, and a good nights memory.
"I will kill you Barbosa!" She snarled, watching him drift away.
As soon as the boat got far enough away from her, something washed over her and forced her to rip her glare from it and puke what she had in her belly onto the wood.
"I will kill that man!" she hissed, letting her legs hold her up until one of her unconscious crew members woke and untied her, looking to the puke on the ground.
Military captain Helena wiped her mouth off and glared at the water were the remains of her ship and the damned ship left the dock with her in a predicament.
Helena made a vow that minute, to never let her child know of her father, she would raise a perfect gentleman/lady and never let her become corrupt like their father!
-Other side of England-
Will stood over the grave of his dearly beloved Elizabeth and felt tears building up in his eyes. How could he have betrayed his late wife?
How could he be corrupted so badly to win over the body of a heathen goddess? Being the new Davy Jones was bad enough, but his son didn't come near him, and the one day he came onto land to lay next to Elizabeth's grave, he ended up in a bed next to a beautiful woman, only for her to laugh and disappear.
Will had made love with Calypso and now he was filthy and looked to his hands marked with the goddesses mark.
"Will Turner..." Will ripped around and glared at the form he knew as Calypso, walking up to him, her hands over a child in her hands.
"What is that?" Will cried, looking to the screaming baby in her hands.
"It's yours"
"NO!"
With that, Will was gone and back on his ship, furiously sailing his ship back to the land of the dead.
Calypso rolled her eyes, Men! She laid the child on Elizabeth's grave, shaking her head with dissatisfaction and ripped around in a whirl wind of air and water droplets.
That's when a fish wife came trudging up the hill to see what all the noise was and found the chocolate skinned child crying and screaming. Pulling the child into her arms and raced off without a vow or a memory, or the knowledge of what happened.