I was always a pretty happy kid. The kind that had no clue in the world. The kind that didn't know what the future would hold. The kid that didn't know that she would become a pirate.
My brother was always there for me. I loved him with all my heart, till he opted serving the Flying Dutchman than face death.
My mother was a maid who died when pirates attacked our home. My father was a fisher who is still out there somewhere.
After my mother died, my brother and I became pirates. At this time, we were in our teens. I know, young right?
Well we were attacked by the Flying Dutchman. My brother now serves aboard that wretched ship.
After that, I made a name for myself. Got a crew, got a ton of gold, got a decent name. Along with the best ship I've ever sailed on. People criticize me for being a woman captain, but all that matters is my crew. They know what happens if they mention me being a woman captain, one of my pet peeves.
I've waited too long for my brother. The Trident of Poseidon is the only thing that can bring him back. And that's where old Jackie steps in.
And here I am, in a cell across from a witch.
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Crimson-Henry Turner
FanfictionSam Peters. She is the humorous pirate that has blood on her hands, The Crimson Pirate. She is brought to St. Martin on a rescue mission for Jack Sparrow. He is the only person that loves the sea as much as she does. She needs the Trident of Poseid...
