Captain Jack Sparrow was born on the sea in the middle of a typhoon. He doesn’t remember much of his childhood, only that it always consisted of a ship and water.
He’s served on many great ships and had many grand adventures before he was even twenty. It was when he refused to ship humans as cargo that he was branded a Pirate and his life as the infamous Pirate Captain began.
Sparrow made a deal with Davy Jones to pull his ship up from the water and renamed her the Black Pearl. It was then he set out to be a Pirate only to have his crew mutiny and take the ship. Jack couldn’t help but smirk when the crew ended up cursed for stealing the treasure of Isla de Muerta.
Jack escaped the island they abandoned him on.
Sea Turtles was the key, that and rum.
Over the years he wandered, through the islands, his only goal to claim the Pearl back.
He had heard rumors that Barbossa was aiming for Port Royal, that William Turner’s boy was all grown up and could stop the curse. What Sparrow hadn’t expected was to be taken out by his own ship.
He had know about Vampires, seen a few and no one talks about the Jackdaw, so when Odysseus asked if he wanted to be saved.
There was only one word.