A/N: Ok so this is my first story ever in my entire life that I have ever written ever. So thats my excuse if it terrible. I had it rolling around in my head and decided to put it down on paper...well sort of...so here is the Prolgue...enjoy!

Disclaimer: Unfortunately I don't own Jack Sparrow or any other Pirates of the Caribbean characters, those belong to Disney...just the OCs

Prologue

A small girl no older than five clutched her father's hand as tightly as she could. She didn't want him to leave. She looked up at him, his longish dread locked hair and red bandana blowing with the wind. He led her over to an ancient looking old woman with a sneer on her face. Letting go of the child's small hand, he bent down to take a good look at her. She was tanned just like him, with dark hair and dark eyes filled with sadness and confusion.

"You'll be safe here luv. My ship is no place for a child" The young girl stared at her father for a moment, then closed her eyes, trying to memorize his face. She felt his rough hand on her cheek. "Here this is for you." He took a small leather book out of his coat, and put it in the hands of his young daughter. "Keep this safe…and I'll be with you" She studied the cover for a moment, running her fingers over the engraved words that she couldn't read yet. "I trust you to take good care of her Mrs. Mcginly." His voice changed from soft to stern. "Of course, Captain." rasped the old woman, putting an arthritic hand on the small girl's shoulder.

The child closed her eyes again, not wanting her father to see her tears. When she finally heard him turn and walk away was when she opened them again. She didn't look away as her father's form got smaller and smaller, not wanting to move, waiting for him to turn back around. "Come along Miss Mary," Mrs. Mcginly tugged at the girl's wrist but she didn't move. "Come on now, child" the young girl, Mary finally turned and walked away looking behind her, even though her father was nowhere to be found. "He's right you know. A pirate's life is not one for a young girl like yourself." The wind whipped harder around the small island town as they walked away from the docks. Mary's eyes stung as silent tears rolled down her cheeks.

It would be nine years before her father; Jack Sparrow came back into her life.

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