An hour later the Pearl was successfully out of Port Royal and Jacklyn
stared back at it she wanted to cry but not in front of a group of
strangers, let alone pirates. So she simply stared back and hummed an old
Spanish hymn to herself. Jack walked up behind her and was amazed by the
sound of her voice, it was like an angel, except there was a great deal of
sadness in the sound. He hung his head because of her sadness. He inhaled
deeply, and she heard him. She stopped singing and turned around quickly.
"Were you spying on me!?" Jacklyn yelled.
"No, darling. I simply wanted to know if you were hungry." He said, still upset by her song. Jacklyn turned back towards the sea.
"No, I'm not hungry." She said staring at the waves that lapped up against the side of the ship.
"I understand. But ye will have to cheer up soon. I don't like seeing you like this." Jack said.
"I don't like leaving my family! You expect to take me away from the only home I've ever known and be fine?" Jacklyn began to cry but stopped herself.
"No, I don't expect that. But I do expect you to be at least happy enough to start working in a week. Savvy?" Jack said sternly.
"I won't be happy, but I will work." Jacklyn said staring him in the eye.
"Fair enough. Do you want to see your cabin?"
"Yes."
With that Jack led Jacklyn down to a small room just outside his. He opened the door to reveal a lovely full sized bed, bureau, and a table. There were paintings on the wall, a bookcase with lots of books and a soft chair.
"Wow, where did this stuff come from?" Jacklyn said, staring at all the girly things that she didn't expects on a pirate ship.
"Ever since I left you I've been trying to find things that would suit you. It took me two years just to get you that necklace." Jack grinned at her.
"This is from you?" Jacklyn looked at her necklace.
"Yes, and it looks perfect on you." Jack said causing Jacklyn to blush.
"What am I to do to earn my keep?" Jacklyn inquired.
"What can ye do?"
"I can cook, and dance, and swordfight."
"I know ye can swordfight, and cooking is a good skill, but why do ye dance?"
"I dance because that's what I was taught as a child."
"Ah, I see." Jack thought for a second. "Ye can be dinner and a show!"
"What?" Jacklyn scowled.
"Just kidding, l- daughter. Ye can help Gibbs in the galley."
"That's better." Jacklyn then went into her cabin and shut the door, inside she lie down on her bed and began to cry. This wasn't what she wanted out of life, not to sail with wicked pirates. She remembered when she first saw a pirate hanged.
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
It was a sunny day and the town had gathered for a hanging and Will finally let Jacklyn attend. She was ten years old and a little afraid so James Norrington held her close and told her the reason that the man had to be hung.
"Pirates decide that they will devote their lives to wickedness knowing full well that it is wrong." James began, "Then they will eventually be caught. Either for making a costly mistake or because they turned themselves in. Either way they will end up here. Because if you live a pirate life you will die a pirate death."
As he said that he lifted his hand and the lever was pulled and the pirate died before young Jacklyn's eyes and James held her close to keep her from being frightened to much. He then carried her home to Elizabeth who put her to bed.
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
'If you live a pirate life you will die a pirate death.' Those words were branded onto her mind. She never forgot them and probably never would. She was now living the life of a pirate and didn't want to die the death of one. She began to cry harder until she eventually cried herself to sleep.
"Were you spying on me!?" Jacklyn yelled.
"No, darling. I simply wanted to know if you were hungry." He said, still upset by her song. Jacklyn turned back towards the sea.
"No, I'm not hungry." She said staring at the waves that lapped up against the side of the ship.
"I understand. But ye will have to cheer up soon. I don't like seeing you like this." Jack said.
"I don't like leaving my family! You expect to take me away from the only home I've ever known and be fine?" Jacklyn began to cry but stopped herself.
"No, I don't expect that. But I do expect you to be at least happy enough to start working in a week. Savvy?" Jack said sternly.
"I won't be happy, but I will work." Jacklyn said staring him in the eye.
"Fair enough. Do you want to see your cabin?"
"Yes."
With that Jack led Jacklyn down to a small room just outside his. He opened the door to reveal a lovely full sized bed, bureau, and a table. There were paintings on the wall, a bookcase with lots of books and a soft chair.
"Wow, where did this stuff come from?" Jacklyn said, staring at all the girly things that she didn't expects on a pirate ship.
"Ever since I left you I've been trying to find things that would suit you. It took me two years just to get you that necklace." Jack grinned at her.
"This is from you?" Jacklyn looked at her necklace.
"Yes, and it looks perfect on you." Jack said causing Jacklyn to blush.
"What am I to do to earn my keep?" Jacklyn inquired.
"What can ye do?"
"I can cook, and dance, and swordfight."
"I know ye can swordfight, and cooking is a good skill, but why do ye dance?"
"I dance because that's what I was taught as a child."
"Ah, I see." Jack thought for a second. "Ye can be dinner and a show!"
"What?" Jacklyn scowled.
"Just kidding, l- daughter. Ye can help Gibbs in the galley."
"That's better." Jacklyn then went into her cabin and shut the door, inside she lie down on her bed and began to cry. This wasn't what she wanted out of life, not to sail with wicked pirates. She remembered when she first saw a pirate hanged.
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
It was a sunny day and the town had gathered for a hanging and Will finally let Jacklyn attend. She was ten years old and a little afraid so James Norrington held her close and told her the reason that the man had to be hung.
"Pirates decide that they will devote their lives to wickedness knowing full well that it is wrong." James began, "Then they will eventually be caught. Either for making a costly mistake or because they turned themselves in. Either way they will end up here. Because if you live a pirate life you will die a pirate death."
As he said that he lifted his hand and the lever was pulled and the pirate died before young Jacklyn's eyes and James held her close to keep her from being frightened to much. He then carried her home to Elizabeth who put her to bed.
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
'If you live a pirate life you will die a pirate death.' Those words were branded onto her mind. She never forgot them and probably never would. She was now living the life of a pirate and didn't want to die the death of one. She began to cry harder until she eventually cried herself to sleep.