Chapter 1 It was dark out but the moon shone brightly through the window of the Turner's living room. Jack had come to visit and was sitting next to the fire, drinking a glass of rum and looking into the fire thoughtfully. "Well go on then- tell us what happened after he took your sword!" said Samuel, the Turners' 17 year old son. He looked much like Will, except for his hair, which was lighter, like Elizabeth's. "Well- what the unlucky blighter didn' know was that I had a knife in me back pocket, an' I took it out an' I killed 'im. You see Sam, It's like I told yer father here, the only rule that matters when you're a pirate is this: What a man can do, and what a man can't do." "Wow! So, can I come with you this time Jack on the Pearl? You always said you would take me some day." he said as Jack got up to leave. "Well, seein' as how your 17, I don't think there'd be any 'arm in it." he answered lightly, adding, "But it's up to yer folks to decide." With this, he looked up at Will and Elizabeth, who were both glaring at him. "Please Mum? I'd be perfectly safe with Jack." he said pleadingly. "No! Absolutely not! I will not have you going off with Jack! Seeing as how he can never seem to keep himself out of trouble." Jack gave her a mischievous smile. "Well you heard yer mother, maybe next year. I got to be going, we sail at dawn." He said cheerily to Samuel as he stepped out into the warm breezy night. "G'night!" He yelled as he walked out of sight. "Mother! I am 17! I think I can live my own life by now!" He yelled dashing up the stairs to his room.
"I'm worried about Samuel." said Elizabeth as she and Will got ready for bed later that night. "He's like me. When I was young I used to want to be a pirate so bad." "I'm sure he'll be fine by morning. He never stays mad for long after Jack leaves." said Will as he laid down next to his wife. " but have you noticed how he seems to get more and more restless? He never stays with one girl for more than a month and half of his friends are already married by now." " Elizabeth you worry too much. Everything will be fine. He's just going thruogh a stage right now." Said Will as he kissed Elizabeth and rolled over and fell fast asleep.

Meanwhile, in Samuel's room, he was rushing around putting things in a pillowcase that he thought he should bring: a change of clothes, some bread and water he had snagged from the kitchen, and a small bag of gold he had been saving. He also slipped around his neck a chain with ring his mother had given to him a couple of years ago saying, "Use it when the time is right.". But mostly he just used it for good luck. He sat down at his desk, pulled out a sheet of paper, and wrote a quick letter to his parents, which he left on his pillow. He then took the length of rope he had been saving from his closet and tied it tightly to his doorknob with a knot Jack had shown him. He then threw open his window and threw the rest of the rope out. He grabbed the sack off the bed, and tying it to his waist climbed down the rope and onto the street. He felt the thrill of excitement for the first time in his life. His mother had always kept him away from the docks and anything dangerous, though she never had an explanation as to why. He felt angry that she was so over protective. As he made his way to the harbor he passed a tavern named The Mermaid's Cove. Suddenly a skinny wench came out of the tavern and stood in front of him. "You look like you could use some pleasurable company." she said coyly. She was very pretty with long red hair flowing down her back, and neckline so low, Samuel could clearly see plenty of cleavage. " Sorry, but I'm in a bit of a hurry, as it were." he replied, trying to sound like Jack. He sidestepped around her and continued on his way, reluctantly. He found the Pearl docked at the end of the pier, and seeing no one on the deck, he padded up the gangplank. The ship seemed completely deserted, and it wasn't until then that Samuel remembered that Jack always allowed him and his crew a night out on the town when they were in a port city. He crept into what looked t be Jack's quarters and looked for a place to hide. he found a closet with some clothing on the floor and stepped inside. He closed the door and sat down. Ever so slowly he drifted to sleep.