Summary: Will is living happily with his newly wed wife, Elizabeth. But when someone from Jack's foggy past comes, sworn to have revenge of Jack Sparrow, he and Jack must stick by the truth and their friendship in order to survive.
~Prologue~
~A Promise~
The sweet sunset on the horizon of the Caribbean blazed
with warmth and peace. Lavender and pink shades painted
the border of it, making it seem even more serene. As a
15-year-old Jack Sparrow witnessed this wonder of nature,
he felt himself relax and was as free as a sparrow, suiting
his surname perfectly.
Jack gazed at the sunset from a ship called The Phantom, a ship that inhabited the most dangerous and cunning pirates to sail the seas at that time.
Three was a distinctive number to Jack. It was three years since he had joined the crew of The Phantom to become a pirate. Three years of adventure, freedom, and laughs-- just what Jack had always dreamed of.
The young pirate had even developed his own sense of style, something he was constantly working on, always trying to be the best he could be. His ebony hair was short. just below his chin, and was decorated with beads and his red bandana. He had yet to start to grow facial hair, and his deep brown eyes were outlined with kohl to help make up for it's absence. He wore a black t-shirt covered by a red vest. Around his waist, partially shielding his vest, was a red and white striped sash. He also wore a brown belt with his weapons hidden in it, along with black leather wristbands, black trousers and fading red knee-high buccaneer boots. He was tanned well and somewhat short for his age.
"It's beautiful, isn't it?"
Jack glanced at his side to see another 15-year-old teenager beside him. The boy had piercing green eyes and messy short brown hair, with a jagged scar making an appearance on his otherwise flawless face. He wore a brown and red striped t-shirt with a gray jacket, the sleeves conveniently ripped off to show his partially covered arms. He had a brown and red sash wrapped around his waist, brown pants and tan buccaneer boots just below his knees. He also wore a blue gem necklace and many brown bracelets around his wrists, and was also fairly tanned, no facial hair, and was a bit taller than Jack was.
Jack smiled lop-sidedly at the other boy. "Never expected ye of all people to appreciate such beauty."
The other boy simply shrugged. "I don't; just pointin' out the obvious, s'all."
Jack rolled his eyes at him. "I suspected just as much." He waved his right hand a bit expressively.
The second boy chuckled. "What are you doin' out here anyway? You'd think you'd be below deck sleepin' as much as ye could while ye can."
"You know me, I don't sleep much. If I do, I'll miss out on all the action." grinned Jack. "'Sides, I'm Jack Sparrow, savvy?"
"Well, right now, that doesn't mean much, 'cause at least three-quarters of the Caribbean don't give a damn who you are."
"They will, eventually." Jack replied, looking at the other boy directly. "I'll be known as Captain Jack Sparrow one day, and everyone will know my name. I'll have my own ship, crew, and total freedom. No captain ordering me around; I'll go where I want, when I want. My friends will be proud and enemies scared stiff at the sound of my name. I will be the richest and most feared pirate in all of the Caribbean, just ye wait, Tristan."
Tristan smirked. "Not unless I am."
"Looks like I've got competition." Jack turned to face Tristan fully, crossing his arms expectantly, smirking. "Alright then, what makes ye think you're better than me?"
"If I said all of the reasons, it'd be dawn before I was finished." Tristan said coolly with a smug smile.
"Really now? And I thought I had an ego."
"Ye do have an ego, one that brings everyone else's to shame, and that's pretty bad."
"Ah, but it still brings everyone to shame." Tristan and Jack burst out laughing at their bickering, unable to stop for a full minute. Afterwards, Jack wiped the tears forming in his kohl-lined eyes from laughing so hard. "Well, whatever does happen to us, we won't hold back."
Tristan nodded at Jack. "We'll always be friends. And just incase any 'genius' plan of yours backfires for ye, there will always be a space for ye to fill in on my crew.
"Damn right. But I assure ye, there won't be any need for that. However, there will always be a space for ye on my crew..."
"We'll see, Jack. For now, let's enjoy our time on 'The Phantom'. We have our whole lives to look forward to."
Tristan and Jack clasped their hands together to seal their promise to one another, their words to each other blown into the wind, times fading twenty- four years into the future, where our story of trust, betrayal, friendship, and the past truly begins...
~To Be Continued...~
