Blair Sparrow

Port Royal

"HEY! Get back here you ratchet Pirate." The store clerk yelled. As I ran through the busy streets of Tortuga. Passing the drunk men and the woman. Who's dresses are showing more than they should. I adverted my gaze and jumped onto the fence of a sheep pen. I ran across the rickety wood and front flipped onto the dead grass below. I ended up bursting  through a house to get away from the man chasing me. Doing that I scared the crap out of a young couple, eating dinner.

"Sorry." I smiled. I noticed a small table and I grabbed a braclet sitting on it. "This is so pretty." I smirked and slipped it onto my dirty wrist and ran through another back door, I spotted.

"HEY! YOU BITCH!" The woman yelled. I continued to run. Laughing all the way back to the black pearl. The sound of my running echoing across the land as I ran across the creaking wood dock.

"BARBOSSA!" I yelled. He turned to me with a smug look and huffed. I ran up the ramp to get onto the ship and met him, face to face.

"And where were you?" He questioned.

"Oh you know." I pulled out a bag and dumped out about a pound of treasure onto a little table. The treasure was basically just coins, bracelets and small golden trinkets.

Barbossa's eyes lit up and he smiled, showing his disgusting yellow and rotten teeth. He looked down at the treasure and ran his hands through it and pocketed a golden coin.

"ALL HANDS MAKE SAIL!" He yelled. He than looked back at me.

"Bring this to my quarters." He ordered.

"Yes, sir." I answered. I scooped up all the trinkets and put it back into the bag and began to walk into his office.

"Hey Blair." I turned around to see Pintel looking at me. With his lengthy companion, Raggetti. They were what I would call my friends, they are the only nice ones to me on this ship. But I know to them, I'm just a pretty woman to flirt with. But I know deep down they care for me in a friendship kind of way.

"Hi boys." I smiled. They both shared similar smiles.

"What you got there." There eyes staring at the bag in my hand with wonder.

"Oh this." I smirked. "It's the captains." They both looked at me disappointed and dissatisfied.

"Oh shucks."Pintel groaned. I just laughed and walked into Barbossa's office. I placed the bag on his desk and as I was leaving he entered. I walked into his chest and I quickly backed up, so he could walk by.

"Blair take a seat." He motioned to an old wooden chair, that looked like it would break even if a feather were to land on it.

"I'll just stand." I said. As he walked around to desk. I stood up against the wall and held my hands in front of body, clasping them together.

"Alright." He sighed and sat down at his desk. He propped his feet onto the rickety desk and looked at me. Not saying anything, just studying my face.

"Is there something you need?" I asked.

"Why?" He responded quickly. Taking me off guard.

"Why what?" I asked confused. I was remembering if we had a conversation earlier, that didn't end. That's the only thing that made sense in my brain.

"Why did you stay on my ship? After we marooned your own farther?" His eyes filled with curiosity. Why was he bring this up now. I've been with him for 11 years and he's asking now. Somethings up.

But in all honesty. I just looked at him and I didn't know what to say. I was only 7 years old, when the mutiny took place. I was scared and they didn't kick me off to my surprise, So I stayed.