'Sparrow? What is Sparrow? I know Sparrow's a bird but why did he say Sparrow?' Elizabeth thought as she handed out rums to a group of pirates. She wasn't looking were she was going. After a bit of handing out rum she tripped over a foot. She fell, luckily she didn't have anything on the tray. She quickly got up and straitened her short dress.
"Sorry mate," the mans voice said.
Elizabeth gave him a evil glare but noticed his glass was empty, "Would ya' like some more rum?"
"Thank ya' mate," the man agreed. She turned her back to him and then heard someone yell Sparrow. She quickly turned around and noticed the man who tripped her wave. She quickly got the man a drink.
"Is ye name Sparrow?" Elizabeth asked.
"That's my last name, why?" the man confirmed.
"Me name's Elizabeth Montanory. A adult told me that me father was a pirate and before he died he said Sparrow. Me think it means that your me father," Elizabeth insisted.
His drunken eyes got as wide as they could. He got up and walked off. Elizabeth followed him. He turned a corner and she continued to follow. When she turned the corner as she did she found a sword to her throat. She stopped and looked at Sparrow.
"D' ye have a scar?" he asked simply.
"If ye mean the one on the back of me neck," she claimed.
"Show me," he ordered.
She turned around and lifted her hair to reveal a scar that went across the back of her neck. He looked and then put his sword down. He leaned against the wall and slid down. She slightly turned her head to see if he was still there. When she saw him on the ground she quickly got on her knees beside him. He looked at her with his drunken eyes.
"Are ye okay mate?" Elizabeth asked. He muttered something but she couldn't hear him, "What?"
"I thought I killed you," he shouted.
"What do ye mean ye thought ye killed me?" Elizabeth asked even more confused then she was when her "father" said "Sparrow"
"Ya scar is from my sword. I didn't want ya to live. When you was born your mother died and left ya with me. I didn't want a child so I cut ye neck and left ye to die," he continued to shout. She got up and shook her head.
'Tis' isn't possible. Me own father tried to kill me. How? Why?' Elizabeth thought. She started to back up and then she ran off. She ran up to her room above the bar. She jumped on her bed and started to cry. She cried so hard and for so long she fell asleep.