Claire and Emily Smith were no ordinary girls. They were the twin daughters of an infamous pirate, Jack Sparrow. They just didn't know it yet. When they were a few weeks old, Jack had left them with Mary, their mother, to go on a voyage. The night he was to return, the home was ransacked. Mary was killed. Jack thought of the best for Claire and Emily, so he sent them to his sister-in-law in Port Bennett. He would return for them when they were 13.

Thirteen Years Later...

"Oh, Claire! I know Butterscotch can go faster!" Emily teased as she galloped ahead.

"I'm enjoying the scenery!" Claire called back as she slowed down.

"Race you to the creek!" Emily yelled.

"No fair! You got a head start!" Claire yelled back as she started to gallop her way. Emily already dismounted and was sitting at the bank. Claire opened the pouch on her saddle and grabbed her sketch book and pen.

"We're 13, Claire, 13! We're women now! Mum is already arranging us to be courted. What kind of man would you want?" Emily asked. Claire was sketching the trees by the creek, but she still answered.

"A less adventurous, quiet, I want to settle down man." She said as she kept on sketching.

"Claire, are you mocking me?" Emily asked. Claire looked up.

"Of course I am.." Emily glared at her "..not! I would never do such a thing!" Claire said.

"C'mon, lets go, Dad might be home from the trip," Claire said as she mounted her horse.

"Alright, let's go," Emily said disappointed. She mounted and followed Claire.

At The Smith Estate...

"I haven't told them." Helen said looking down. Helen was the sister-in-law Jack left the twins with.

"I need to take them. They deserve to know their real father." Jack said. He looked out the parlor window, and saw them galloping towards the house. They look just like Mary, He thought, their golden curls bouncing, and their blue eyes dancing.

"You must understand they aren't leaving today, they haven't packed." She said. He didn't care, he just wanted to have them as long as he could. A door slammed, and there was laughter, then footsteps going up the back staircase. Then another door shut.

"That was them. They'll be down in a minute," Helen said nervously. She got up and went to the kitchen. The front door slammed and a tall man came in looking like a public official.

"Mr. Sparrow?" He asked surprised. Then Helen came out of the kitchen, and started to talk.

"Thomas, he wants the girls back," She said sadly. Thomas embraced her as she started to cry. Then, thundering from the steps, Claire and Emily ran to Thomas, their "dad."

"We missed you!" Claire cried.

"Very, very much!" Emily finished. When they finished their hugs, the girls looked at Jack curiously.

"Girls, this is your father," Helen said as she wiped away her tears.

"No he's not, you are," They said at the same time. Helen explained everything. They were both sitting on the couch by the time she finished, staring out the window in shock.

"You're to leave tomorrow," She finished. Jack looked worried, scared that they would hate him.

"Thank you," Emily said, breaking the silence. Claire looked at her like 'What are you doing?' Emily just rolled her eyes. Then Claire finally realized.

"We'll be happy to go with you," Claire said unsure of what Emily was thinking.

"Well we're off to bed! Goodnight!" Emily said as she pulled Claire up the stairs. She shut the door to their room.

"What are you thinking! He gave us up!" Claire hissed as she started to change into her night shift.

"Claire, He didn't give us up! After our real mum died, he didn't want us to grow up in a cruel, dangerous life! He saved us" Emily said as she was going through her wardrobe. She was already half packed.

"I suppose your right. But, we're going to be on a pirate ship now! What are we going to do?" Claire said nervously as she too, started to pack.

"We're going to live there of course, and probably learn the trade." Emily said as she pretended to joust with a parasol. Claire laughed.

"You know, we should take everything and sell it, so we can get a cat, or a dog!" Claire exclaimed as she tried to shove more things in the trunk.

"Or a parrot, or a monkey!" Emily laughed as she started to poke Claire with her "sword."

They were going to like their new life.