In the middle of a beautiful starlit night, on the Caribbean Ocean, sat a most unusual looking ship; it was a black ship, with black sails and it had a certain ghostly quality about it, the Black Pearl. Inside the captain's quarters of the ship sat the captain, a dark and handsome man, with jet black dreadlocks, and piercing brown eyes. He wore a red bandana and had beads and various other trinkets dangling from his hair and beard. His eyes were outlined with a black substance to protect him from the sun. He wore a white shirt with poofy sleeves, a gray vest and matching pants, a brown belt that held his sword, gun and compass and brown boots. The man was Captain Jack Sparrow, and if you were to meet him he would of course be sure that you had already heard of him.
Jack sat at his table, guzzling rum and studying his maps. He went to take a swig of his rum when he realized that he had already finished the bottle. He looked around his room, and saw a few other bottles; however upon inspection of said bottles he realized that he had finished those as well.
"Gibbs!"
A few moments later, a husky man with a graying hair pulled into a pony tail, and a bushy beard walked into the room, it was Jack's first mate, Mr. Gibbs.
"Yes Cap'n."
"I need some more rum."
"We're outta rum, Cap'n."
"Out of rum?"
"Yessir."
"In that case, point the ship in the direction of Tortuga Mr. Gibbs...We'll be needing supplies anyway."
"Wy's 'at, Cap'n?"
"There's a new treasure I want to go after."
"Wat treasure is 'at Cap'n."
"I'll tell you when we get to Tortuga, Gibbs; you know I can't think with out rum."
"Yessir."
With that Gibb's left Jack's quarters and went to steer the ship towards Tortuga.
The next day Captain Jack and his crew arrived in Tortuga.
"Mr. Gibbs, take the others and buy plenty of rum and supplies, I'm going to the saloon to have some rum, when you're finished meet me there."
"Yessir."
Jack made his way up the filthy and busy street filled with prostitutes and con artists, with a smile on his face as he said with an adoring sigh "I love this town". He reached the Saloon, and walked in to find Will Turner sitting at the bar. Will was a very handsome young man, tall and muscular, with beautiful brown hair that he kept pulled back in a pony tail, sexy brown eyes, and a neatly trimmed goatee. Jack thought very highly of Will although he would never, ever admit that to anyone else.
"Will! just the man I wanted to see!"
"What do you want now, Jack?"
"My superior aptitude for the discernment of human nature tells me that you are upset with me, dear William."
"Oh yeah? Well, give me one good reason as to why I shouldn't be."
"I dunno, I thought that the fact that I'd saved your life on numerous occasions would account for something."
"Yes, but then when I think about what you did with Elizabeth it's easy to forget about all of that."
"You're not still sore about that are ya mate?"
"Yes."
"Trifles...I did you a favor mate, would you really want to be goin and marryin a girl that would want to be foolin around on ya?"
"I suppose you're right...for once."
"Now then, since that's settled, I want you to help me find a treasure."
"Jack, tell me this isn't another Davey Jones deal."
"No, completely different."
"What is it we're after then?"
"La Fuente de la Immortalidad."
"And what exactly does the fuente de la whatever do?"
"It grants whoever drinks but one cup of its water immortality."
"And why do we want to find that?"
"Trust me mate, from someone who's died once before, death is highly overrated, life is much more pleasant."
"You'd rather watch all you're loved ones die time and time again then?"
"See, that's the thing about me, mate, I don't have loved ones."
"Fine, Jack, I'll help you find this thing."