The Kat of the Pearl
Disclaimer! (I do not own anything that you have seen in the movies. I just own the
stuff that I made up. And now, on with the show!)
It had to be the darkest night that the village of St. Hansburg had seen in a long time. The sky was covered with black clouds. It seemed that all of them were letting their voices be heard with their thunder. The night was lit up by the lightning streaking across the sky. In the silent village, a single dim light shown through the windows of a tiny house. In that window was the figure of a young boy, watching the events unfold outside. He had to keep his mind off of what was happening around him within those walls. He could hear his mother, Joleena, screaming in pain in the next room. He knew exactly what was going on. He was getting his new brother or sister.
"Jack, come away from there! This storm is strong enough to shatter even the toughest of glass." His mother's friend Olivia said, taking the boy by the hand. He had no choice but to comply with her orders, being only nine years old. She followed him as best as he could with his swaggered step. He walked exactly like his father, or that's what he had been told. The
older woman sat him down in a chair next to his mother's room.
"Ms. Olivia, has mum had the baby yet? I want to see her." He asked in
his innocent voice. Olivia looked at the child with such sympathy.
"No Jack, not just yet. I shall tell ye when it 'appens." She answered, putting a hand on his head. She then swiftly went into the next room and closed the door. Outside, the storm continued to rage. All Jack could do
was sit there and wonder. He didn't know what it was going to be like, being an older brother and all. He was the only man in the house since his father was killed just a few months before. No one ever told him exactly how his father, Andrew, died, but he didn't really mind. Now, he felt that
is was his new duty to help his mother with the new baby. He heard his
mother give another scream.
"Please be a boy. I would love a boy." He prayed, his black hair falling
in front of his brown eyes. He quickly pushed it back in an annoyed fashion. He hated how his hair fell in front of his vision. He fidgeted in his chair, which was very uncomfortable. He hopped down and walked back to his spot by the window. Outside, the lightning lit up the shores of the sea. Jack had always loved the sea, just as much as he loved watching the ships come in. His father had once told him that he would make a wonderful
merchant sailor someday. Yet, Jack had something else in mind. He had heard stories of the pirates that roamed the seas like an evil plague. He never really understood why they were considered evil. He thought that the pirate's life would be exciting. At least, more exciting than it was now. Then, he would think about what else his father told him. That pirates who were caught would be jailed or worse, hanged. That's something that young Jack didn't really want in his life. As he gazed at the outside world, he didn't even notice that his mother's scream had ceased. The only time he
looked up was when the door to his mother's quarters opened. He turned
around to see Olivia.
"Is it here? Is the baby here?" Jack ran up to her with excitement. He
could barely contain his excitement. His smile soon fell from his face
when he looked into Olivia's distressed eyes. "Ms. Olivia, is there something wrong?" He asked with his childlike concern. Olivia took him by
the hand and took him to the front room he had just come from. She sat down and hoisted him to her lap. He knew that something was wrong when he
saw tears forming in her eyes.
"Jack, there is something I need to tell ye." She said in a choked voice. Suddenly, the other woman that was helping Jack's mother rushed into the room dressed in her cloak, and went out the front door. Jack could help
but think that it was odd.
"Where is Ms. Sarah going?" Jack asked. Olivia placed a finger to her
lips. Jack closed his mouth and was silent.
"Jack, ye 'ave a sister." She said in a solemn voice. Jack let out a
noise of happiness.
"Well, I did want a brother, but a sister will do." He beamed. The
excitement was short lived with Olivia started to cry.
"That's not all. It's ye'r mum that's the problem." She stammered through the tears. Before Jack could ask anymore questions, the front door opened. Sarah had returned with two unknown men. Jack looked at them warily. He didn't really like it when strange men entered his home. He observed them going into the room that his mother was in. As they opened the door, he
could hear a baby crying. He moved to follow them, but Olivia held him
back.
"No Jack, ye can't go in there. Not until the gentlemen are finished."
She whispered into his ear.
"What are they doing here?" He almost growled. He didn't like other men around his mother. He was very protective of her, even at this young age.
"They are 'ere to take 'er away." Olivia said softly. Jack's entire body
froze.
"No, they can't take her away! I would let them!" He yelled. He struggled to break the grasp of Olivia's arms, but just couldn't. His body
was not strong enough.
"Ye'r mother isn't 'ere anymore young one! She passed on when given birth
to ye sister." Olivia sobbed, holding the boy closer to her chest. He stopped struggling. He felt like he had just been hit by a two-ton cannon
ball. His body just ceased to move.
"No, she can't be gone. Who's going to take care of us?" He said with no emotion in his voice. He thought about his mother's side of the family.
All of them were pretty much estranged from his family. They didn't approve of his mother marrying his father. Joleena was from a high class part of society, while Andrew was just an aimless sailor. None the less, the two fell in love and soon married after she had become pregnant with Jack. The two were never apart, except when Andrew died. Jack's father
didn't have any family, so he didn't have anywhere to go.
"Don't ye be frettin' about that? Sarah and I will discuss those matters." Cried Olivia. She continued to hold Jack close until the two men came out of his mother's room. They were carrying a movable cot, the body covered in a white sheet. Olivia let Jack down off of her lap and let him walk up
to them.
"Tis' a shame that this misses had to leave such young blood behind." The man in the front said as Jack approached the cot. The second one was about
to push him back, but Sarah stopped him.
"No, let the boy see his mother for the last time." She said. No one said anything as Jack lifted up the sheet to see his mothers face. How strange to him that she looked like she were just in a peaceful slumber. She still looked so beautiful to him. He gave her a kiss on the cheek and replaced
the sheet.
"Goodbye Mum. I will always miss you." He prayed as they took his mothers body out of the house. The rain was still coming down in sheets outside,
but they could faintly make out the horse and carriage that had come to take the dead away. Jack didn't want to see them go. As Sarah and Olivia gathered around the front door, Jack slowly backed away and went into the room that his mother's life had ended. He gazed around it and shivered. It felt so eerie. Then, he saw the basinet in the corner shift a bit. At
first it startled him.
"That must be her." He whispered as he tiptoed over to the tiny bed. He
carefully looked over the side, to see the small girl inside. She had
stopped crying, and looked up at him with her dark newborn eyes. He
couldn't help but notice that she carried so many features that he had. Truly, this little child was of his family's blood. He then spotted a sign
on the side of the basinet. On it was a name written in black ink. He took a glance at it, and then returned his attention to his sister. She
seemed to be studying his every move.
"Hello there. I'm Jack." He smiled at her. Of course, he couldn't answer him. Carefully, he reached into the basinet and picked the wrapped baby up into his arms. She didn't make any noise as he did this, almost like she trusted him not to harm him. He was concentrating so much on the girl that
he failed to see that Sarah and Olivia were watching him from the door. None of them wanted to spoil this moment for the boy. Jack put up finger
into the girls clinched fist.
"I'm your brother. I'm going to take care of you from now on. I'll never let anything happen to you, ever." he started. A gentle tear fell down his
cheek. "I'll be here forever, Katrina Joleena Sparrow.
Disclaimer! (I do not own anything that you have seen in the movies. I just own the
stuff that I made up. And now, on with the show!)
It had to be the darkest night that the village of St. Hansburg had seen in a long time. The sky was covered with black clouds. It seemed that all of them were letting their voices be heard with their thunder. The night was lit up by the lightning streaking across the sky. In the silent village, a single dim light shown through the windows of a tiny house. In that window was the figure of a young boy, watching the events unfold outside. He had to keep his mind off of what was happening around him within those walls. He could hear his mother, Joleena, screaming in pain in the next room. He knew exactly what was going on. He was getting his new brother or sister.
"Jack, come away from there! This storm is strong enough to shatter even the toughest of glass." His mother's friend Olivia said, taking the boy by the hand. He had no choice but to comply with her orders, being only nine years old. She followed him as best as he could with his swaggered step. He walked exactly like his father, or that's what he had been told. The
older woman sat him down in a chair next to his mother's room.
"Ms. Olivia, has mum had the baby yet? I want to see her." He asked in
his innocent voice. Olivia looked at the child with such sympathy.
"No Jack, not just yet. I shall tell ye when it 'appens." She answered, putting a hand on his head. She then swiftly went into the next room and closed the door. Outside, the storm continued to rage. All Jack could do
was sit there and wonder. He didn't know what it was going to be like, being an older brother and all. He was the only man in the house since his father was killed just a few months before. No one ever told him exactly how his father, Andrew, died, but he didn't really mind. Now, he felt that
is was his new duty to help his mother with the new baby. He heard his
mother give another scream.
"Please be a boy. I would love a boy." He prayed, his black hair falling
in front of his brown eyes. He quickly pushed it back in an annoyed fashion. He hated how his hair fell in front of his vision. He fidgeted in his chair, which was very uncomfortable. He hopped down and walked back to his spot by the window. Outside, the lightning lit up the shores of the sea. Jack had always loved the sea, just as much as he loved watching the ships come in. His father had once told him that he would make a wonderful
merchant sailor someday. Yet, Jack had something else in mind. He had heard stories of the pirates that roamed the seas like an evil plague. He never really understood why they were considered evil. He thought that the pirate's life would be exciting. At least, more exciting than it was now. Then, he would think about what else his father told him. That pirates who were caught would be jailed or worse, hanged. That's something that young Jack didn't really want in his life. As he gazed at the outside world, he didn't even notice that his mother's scream had ceased. The only time he
looked up was when the door to his mother's quarters opened. He turned
around to see Olivia.
"Is it here? Is the baby here?" Jack ran up to her with excitement. He
could barely contain his excitement. His smile soon fell from his face
when he looked into Olivia's distressed eyes. "Ms. Olivia, is there something wrong?" He asked with his childlike concern. Olivia took him by
the hand and took him to the front room he had just come from. She sat down and hoisted him to her lap. He knew that something was wrong when he
saw tears forming in her eyes.
"Jack, there is something I need to tell ye." She said in a choked voice. Suddenly, the other woman that was helping Jack's mother rushed into the room dressed in her cloak, and went out the front door. Jack could help
but think that it was odd.
"Where is Ms. Sarah going?" Jack asked. Olivia placed a finger to her
lips. Jack closed his mouth and was silent.
"Jack, ye 'ave a sister." She said in a solemn voice. Jack let out a
noise of happiness.
"Well, I did want a brother, but a sister will do." He beamed. The
excitement was short lived with Olivia started to cry.
"That's not all. It's ye'r mum that's the problem." She stammered through the tears. Before Jack could ask anymore questions, the front door opened. Sarah had returned with two unknown men. Jack looked at them warily. He didn't really like it when strange men entered his home. He observed them going into the room that his mother was in. As they opened the door, he
could hear a baby crying. He moved to follow them, but Olivia held him
back.
"No Jack, ye can't go in there. Not until the gentlemen are finished."
She whispered into his ear.
"What are they doing here?" He almost growled. He didn't like other men around his mother. He was very protective of her, even at this young age.
"They are 'ere to take 'er away." Olivia said softly. Jack's entire body
froze.
"No, they can't take her away! I would let them!" He yelled. He struggled to break the grasp of Olivia's arms, but just couldn't. His body
was not strong enough.
"Ye'r mother isn't 'ere anymore young one! She passed on when given birth
to ye sister." Olivia sobbed, holding the boy closer to her chest. He stopped struggling. He felt like he had just been hit by a two-ton cannon
ball. His body just ceased to move.
"No, she can't be gone. Who's going to take care of us?" He said with no emotion in his voice. He thought about his mother's side of the family.
All of them were pretty much estranged from his family. They didn't approve of his mother marrying his father. Joleena was from a high class part of society, while Andrew was just an aimless sailor. None the less, the two fell in love and soon married after she had become pregnant with Jack. The two were never apart, except when Andrew died. Jack's father
didn't have any family, so he didn't have anywhere to go.
"Don't ye be frettin' about that? Sarah and I will discuss those matters." Cried Olivia. She continued to hold Jack close until the two men came out of his mother's room. They were carrying a movable cot, the body covered in a white sheet. Olivia let Jack down off of her lap and let him walk up
to them.
"Tis' a shame that this misses had to leave such young blood behind." The man in the front said as Jack approached the cot. The second one was about
to push him back, but Sarah stopped him.
"No, let the boy see his mother for the last time." She said. No one said anything as Jack lifted up the sheet to see his mothers face. How strange to him that she looked like she were just in a peaceful slumber. She still looked so beautiful to him. He gave her a kiss on the cheek and replaced
the sheet.
"Goodbye Mum. I will always miss you." He prayed as they took his mothers body out of the house. The rain was still coming down in sheets outside,
but they could faintly make out the horse and carriage that had come to take the dead away. Jack didn't want to see them go. As Sarah and Olivia gathered around the front door, Jack slowly backed away and went into the room that his mother's life had ended. He gazed around it and shivered. It felt so eerie. Then, he saw the basinet in the corner shift a bit. At
first it startled him.
"That must be her." He whispered as he tiptoed over to the tiny bed. He
carefully looked over the side, to see the small girl inside. She had
stopped crying, and looked up at him with her dark newborn eyes. He
couldn't help but notice that she carried so many features that he had. Truly, this little child was of his family's blood. He then spotted a sign
on the side of the basinet. On it was a name written in black ink. He took a glance at it, and then returned his attention to his sister. She
seemed to be studying his every move.
"Hello there. I'm Jack." He smiled at her. Of course, he couldn't answer him. Carefully, he reached into the basinet and picked the wrapped baby up into his arms. She didn't make any noise as he did this, almost like she trusted him not to harm him. He was concentrating so much on the girl that
he failed to see that Sarah and Olivia were watching him from the door. None of them wanted to spoil this moment for the boy. Jack put up finger
into the girls clinched fist.
"I'm your brother. I'm going to take care of you from now on. I'll never let anything happen to you, ever." he started. A gentle tear fell down his
cheek. "I'll be here forever, Katrina Joleena Sparrow.