Jack had been sailing the seven seas for almost his whole life. Born on a fishing boat to a poor mother and absent father, he only knew the ways of a ship.

As he got older, his interest turned from fishing. Jack wanted it all. He wanted to be somebody. So, he abandoned the only home he knew and joined a pirate crew.

After many hard years sailing, he now commandeered his own pirate ship and men. Countless priceless bounties were placed on his head.

Still, Jack enjoyed the simplicity of the sea. The treasures were just a bonus. As he strummed his guitar on the deck of the ship, he saw something shimmering in the water.

He quickly stood up, but it was gone in a flash. He waited and almost sat back down, when you popped up. Tail softly swishing through the water.

"Pretty little thing." He murmured to himself.