Authoress Note: A lot of changes that I actually had to put into this chapter to get it right. This is before Pirates of the Caribbean took place. This gives some history of why Jack and Barbossa don't get along and why Morgan Sparrow Jack's daughter hates Barbossa. Any way I hope you enjoy the first installment of this story.

Warnings: Light course language.

Chapter 1

Mutiny

"JACKIE!" Yelled Maria, trying to get out of the grasp of the former first mate Hector Barbossa.

"Off ye go Jack." Hector said, pointing his cutlass at Jack Sparrow the former Captain of the Black Pearl.

Jack looked back at his wife. He saw the fear that filled her bright blue eyes. "Don't worry Ria... I will come back for ye."

"Too long!" Bosun said, hitting his foot on the plank and knocking Jack right off of it.

"Grab the girl." Hector ordered, Pintel to grab her.

"Yes, Captain Barbossa." Pintel said, grabbing a hold of a young girl who was around the age of ten.

"MORGAN! Hector please. Please don't do this." Maria begged the former first mate of the Black Pearl. "She's my daughter... please don't do this."

The young girl got onto the plank. She looked back at her mother. "Don't worry mommy... I'll be fine." She said, softly to her mother trying to calm the crying woman. She glared at Hector. "Ye will get yer just desserts Barbossa." She jumped off of the plank into the water.

Hector looked at Bosun. "Bosun take Bonny to the captain's corridors."

"Yes, Captain." He grabbed onto her arm dragging her away from the deck. He threw her into the captain's corridors and closed the door.

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Morgan swam up to the shore of the island that they were mutinied on. She tossed her blond hair out of her face. Her hair clung to her form just like her clothing did.

Jack swaggered over to her and pulled her into his arms. "We'll get off of here." He told her softly into her soaked hair. "I promise ye we will get off of this island."

Morgan stiffly nodded her head.

"Where's Ria?"

"Barbossa wouldn't maroon her on this island with us." Morgan said softly.

Jack released his daughter. His chocolate brown eyes darkened. "So Barbossa has a plan behind this all. Marooning Morgan and me here on this island together. Bloody pirate won't get away with this. Not with me wife." Jack thought darkly. Jack knew that he should've never given up the barrings to Isla de Mureta. He knew that he had damned his wife to the problems that would now be arising on the Black Pearl. Now he was going to be trying to get the ship back. He was only captain for two years and he was munitioned upon and so was his ten year old daughter. "Come on up to yer feet."

Morgan slowly got up to her feet. "Where are we going?" She asked as she followed her father. Moran was just a young pirate lass and was just now slowly starting to get the basics of being a pirate. She drank very little rum since she was a child, but she knew how to hold it fairly well. She walked with him fairly quickly.

"To see if we can find something on this stupid island." Jack stated, as he walked across the sand.

Morgan with her short legs covered with brown breeches and pirate boots tried to keep up with her father. Her short strides couldn't keep up with his much bigger adult strides. She practically had to run after him. A few times she fell into the sand, but she quickly got up and continued to try to keep up with him.

"Havin' trouble keepin' up Morgie?" Jack asked, using his daughter's nickname.

"You have longer strides than I do father." She said, trying her best to keep up with him. She ran right smack dab into Jack's back causing her to fall down on her butt. "Ow!"

Jack turned and pulled her up onto her feet. He turned around lowering himself to the sand a bit. "Hop on." He instructed her.

Morgan looked at her father with wide eyes.

"Ye can't keep up. Hop on me back." He told her.

Morgan reluctantly hopped onto her father's back. She wrapped her small thin arms around his neck.

Jack secured her into place by wrapping her legs around his waist and holding onto her legs with his hands. He began his walk to see if they could find something to eat and drink. They needed to find some kind of water that wasn't salt water that surrounded them. He didn't care if it was rum even as long as they had something to drink. His grip tightened on her legs when he felt her shifting. He didn't want her falling off of his back because it would be enough of a drop to hurt her. "Morgie I need ye to hold on tight when I hit these trees. This might be a rum runner's island." He told her.

Morgan nodded her head burying her face into her father's wet, untamed, dread locked hair.

Jack went around the island hitting a few trees here and there. He ended up finding a spot where the rum was well hidden. "Morgie hop of me back. Found somethin'."

Morgan got off of his back and went to help him open what he had found.

He slipped down inside and grabbed two bottles of rum. "Sweet rum." He said with a smile as he came up out of the cellar and gave her one of them. "There ya go."

Morgan took the bottle from her father's hands not really wanting to drink the rum, but she didn't have much choice, but not to drink the rum.

"We will hunt for food later." Jack told his daughter. "We will take a small um... break." He said as he walked toward the beach line again sitting down.

Morgan sat down next to him and opened the bottle of rum. She fingered the side of the bottle. "How long do ya think we are gonna be 'ere?" She asked, looking at her father out of the corner of her light hazel eyes that changed colors according to the day, what she wore, and what mood she was in.

"That I don't know. We shouldn't be 'ere long though. Seein' this is a rum runner's path." Jack said, as he took a nice long drink of his rum. "Ye have nothin' to 'orry 'bout."

Morgan took a little sip of her rum. The rum burned her throat and tasted bitter sweet to her. She fingered the beads that were in her hair. They didn't resemble the ones that Jack had in his hair, but they were brightly colored showing where in the world she had been so far. Each time she had visited a place she got a new bead.

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For three days they were stuck on that dreaded island, drinking rum, and talking about how they were going to try and get the Pearl back. It was a task at hand that they were going to have to try and handle, but where ever the Pearl was now they weren't going to have an easy time finding it. They would have to follow as many leads as possible.

"Oy what are you doing here drinking our rum!" Yelled a man, that they could only assume was a rum runner.

Jack set out on his work that he was going to try and get onto the ship and be taken to Tortuga.

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Barbossa tried to enter his captain corridors and had something flying at his head once again, shattering into pieces. "Must ye be a throwin' thin's at me?"

Maria Bonny Sparrow known by her pirate name Maria Bonny, had once again thrown something at her captor. She hated Barbossa with a passion. They had once been friends and now he was her captor and she was one that loved being free in the world, not being locked up in some room like she was a prisoner. "Ya know damn well that I was a goin' ta throw somethin' at ya." She growled at the older man. "Ye mutinied on me husband ye thought that I was gonna be alright with that? Ye thought wrong!" She yelled.

Hector did the one thing that he knew to do with Maria to keep her quiet. He slammed her up against the wall. "That be where yer gettin' it wrong there love. Yer thought that yer precious Jack would be able to handle a ship like this?"

Maria struggled underneath his grasp. She tried to find a pistol that he had on him, but he had left it on the desk with the rest of his effects. This did not bode well for her at all.

"Do ye understand?"

She struggled some more. "Ya use to be a good man Hector what happened to ye?" She asked, her breath was slightly labored since he had slammed her up against the wall fairly hard. She knew that she wouldn't be able to get away from him until he decided it was time to let her go and it was a long shot that he would release her within the next few minutes.

"He had a ship I wanted it. So I got what I wanted. I also wanted ye and I got ye now didn't I?"

She spat in his face.

"As feisty as I remembered." He said wiping the spit from his face.

"You will be seein' Davey Jones soon enough." She spat at him.

"Sticks and stones my dear. Sticks and stones." He said releasing her. "I'll let you cool your heels in here and you won't be out until you learn to behave." He said walking out of the room leaving Maria in there all alone again to deal with being in a locked room.

Maria sunk to her knees. "Morgan... Jack... where are you two? I hope you aren't stuck on that island that they marooned you on." She thought to herself.

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Tortuga... the one place where young Morgan Sparrow wished she never would be at with her father. She knew of this place being the place of drunks, whores, pirates, and sailors. She could only do one thing and that was stay close to her father.

It didn't last long though. Jack ended up forgetting to bring her along one night and had left her alone to fend for herself. She was 11 years old. She had to protect herself from the drunks, sailors, and pirates who thought that she was a whore. The whores of course thought that she was a dear and said that they wouldn't allow anything to happen to her. She had taught herself how to use a gun and how to use a sword.

If Jack ever wanted to be back in Morgan's life than he would have to make it up to her. She had spent almost ten years living with whores and still remained pure. If a guy had made an advance on her she would show him her cutlass and gun and they left her alone. They never messed with a woman who had a sword and a gun. They were afraid to get shot.

That was until one day Jack Sparrow walked back into her life. She had caught him getting on one of her friend's, Anamaria's, ship. She quickly snuck aboard and smacked him hard on the back scaring the crap out of him.

He turned and faced the now 21 year old Morgan Sparrow. Even though he was drunk he couldn't tell who she was. Even with him sober he probably wouldn't have been able to tell who she was. "Do I know you? Have I threatened you before?"

Morgan scoffed. "Ye neva have a threatened me before Jack." She spat his name out. "Ye would think ya would remember yer own daughter."

"Morgie..."

"Morgan." She hissed out at him.

"I thought ya had died."

"Died no, I'm a very much a live."

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Once again Jack has gotten into trouble and now he has to make it up to his daughter while he is hunting for his beloved Black Pearl. Now he has more than one tasks at hand and so does Morgan. Now they beginning their journey to Port Royal to see if they could find a ship. You will all have to wait for the next installment of this story to find out what happens next. Please review and let me know what you think.

Chapter 2

Coming Soon

June 29th, 2012