Ch 3: Welcome Aboard and His Story:

Me: Disclaimer: I don't own Pirates of the Caribbean. If I did I would be the ultimate ruler of all seas. Muhahahahahaha!

M.J.D: No you wouldn't dumbass.

Me: Shut up mortal. Hahahahahahahahaha.

M.J.D: Make me. What are you on anyway?

Me: Sugar and coffee good. Hee.

M.J.D: Maybe I should runaway from you.

Me: Okay. Like I care. Please read the story.

On The Black Pearl

"Set the sails to Tortuga!" Jack bellowed shattering the silence of the crisp, calm night.

"Aye, aye sir!" The crew said.

"Mr. Gibbs take the helm!"

"Yes sir."

"Ana take Mr., and Mrs. Turner to change look in my trunk there's got to be something more comfortable in there and give them a cabin."

"Aye!"

"Weigh..." Then Jack was interrupted by a sneeze. "Hold up." Jack walked up to the starboard side, cocked his gun and quickly went over the side to get caught by a scream.

"Oh my gosh! Don't scare me like that Captain Sparrow." The figure said breathing heavily.

"Sean? What are ye doing here?"

"Well I'll answer all your questions its just...it's kinda cold down here, could you pull me up?"

"Weigh Anchor! Now!"

Sean was carried up and walked on the deck. Jack looked at him. Sean only said, "Now what do you want to ask?"

"For starters; how the 'ell did ye get up here before we got on the ship?" Jack asked, Sean only laughed.

"Well, I left after you said who fucked my father."

"Oh, smart lad. Now another; why are ye here?"

"I'm running away." Sean said simply.

"Well, I wouldn't blame ye. Anyone that lives with Norry and listens to him would run away too, I'd wager."

"So will you let me stay? Please?" Sean's green eyes were filled with a fire Jack had never seen in a child, it was like he wanted this life. A pirate's life.

"So ye want to be a pirate eh Sean?"

"Yes, they seem so cool, and I know all your stories."

"Name one."

"Well your battle with the undead Barbossa and his crew of miscreants at the dreaded Isle de Mueta. You had one shot and waited till the opportune moment to shoot it...right in Barbossa's heart." Sean said confidently.

'Wow kid's good,' Jack thought. "Well Sean, I hope ye make a great pirate. But in the meantime...I shall teach ye how to be a scallywag."

Sean's eyes lit up. "You...you mean you'll take me?"

"Yep, only because I see the making of greatness in ye kid."

"Really?"

"Yep. Now go in that cabin right there and relax. I'll be in a sec to check on ye"

"Alright" Sean leaves to go into his new room.

"Ye know Commodore Norrington will be on ye tail tryin to get him back cap'n" Gibbs said.

"Yes, Gibbs I know that, but the look in his eyes...it reminds me of meself."

There was silence the Jack said, "Well I'm gonna check on the whelp."

Sean's Cabin

Sean was on the bed looking at his book that he drew people and events that have happened to him on that day. It was kinda like a picture diary. He was drawing himself on the ship when someone knocked on the door. He hid the book under his pillow and called, "Who is it?"

"Yer Captain."

"Hello Captain. Not to be rude but why are you here?"

"I want to get to know Norry's son."

"What do you want to know?"

"Well why weren't you living with your father the last time I was in Port Royal?"

"I lived in England with my mother, her name was Sarah Hiller. When I was 12, two years ago, my mother died of natural causes. I was sent to live with my father and there I learned all about being pompous and important and all that other shit."

"Oh, do ye have a picture of yer mother?"

"Yes." He went under his pillow and grabbed the picture diary. He flipped to a page and handed it to him. "That's my mother."

Jack saw a well-painted picture. The woman, Sean's mother, was beautiful. She had long wavy brown hair, green eyes, and a narrow face; quite like Sean's.

"So this is yer mother, who painted this picture?"

"I did."

"No ye didn't. Ye'er only 13."

"I'm 14, and I've been painting since I was 7 years-old."

"Wow, yer really good."

"Thank you. I appreciate your complement; my father never liked my art. Or rather anything about me."

"Your dad must love ye. Yer his son."

"No, he hates me. Well, so does everyone else; I don't have any friends,"

"I'm yer friend so will the rest of the crew. And don't worry bout your dad; leave 'ol Norry t' me."

"Thank you, I mean it, thank you from the bottom of my heart."

"Yer welcome, lad. But you'll have to work to stay on. Alright?"

"Yes sir! I'll work as hard as I can."

"That's a good lad. Good night."

"Good night captain."

Jack left closing the door behind him. Seeing the look in that lad's eyes when he told him he could stay, made Captain Jack Sparrow happy indeed.

Me: Well that was a great chapter. Don't you think so sis?

M.J.D: [Sleeping, snoring.]

Me: She's mean. I read her stupid stories she should read mine.

M.J.D: Aye, Avast!

Me: She's crazy. See ya later. R&R

My Alter Ego,

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