Will Turner was the most beautiful man I had ever seen. He was strong and tall with long dark hair and eyes you could easily get lost in but most importantly he was kind and loyal. He was the first person I ever met when I arrived alone and scared in Port Royal. My parents had both died some months ago and I had found out after their deaths that I was adopted from somewhere in this part of the world when I was going through some old letters I found in my father's office and so I bartered my way onto a boat and headed for a new life, a journey of discovery, a chance to become everything I had always longed to be.
Only of course like dreams are apt to do nothing really went to plan. A storm hit when we were but a few days journey away from our destination and much of the ship was destroyed, I was lucky to survive but I lost all of my belongings and was half starved and destitute by the time we arrived having also lost what was left of the meagre inheritance I had with me. When those of us who survived the wreck finally arrived in Port Royal I almost fell from the small boat and onto dry land, never had I felt more glad to be on solid ground. As the relief wore off however the panic set in. I was alone and I was destitute. What was I going to do? All I had were the clothes on my back. Sighing deeply and shakily and picking up my skirts I wander up the dusty road, watching as the people of this strange town bustle around, a strange mix of soldiers and tradesmen. The first Inn I enter laughs in my face when I explain my situation leaving me to run out with my face flaming in embarrassment. The second Inn owner seems to be incredibly angry at me and I rush out in fear of retribution and the third and final Inn shoo me out as if I am some sort of irritating bug.
I can feel tears of desperation and fear gathering in my eyes as I walk aimlessly down the road before finally slumping onto a barrel and burying my face in my hands.
"Miss are you okay?" a voice asks startling me and I jump up looking into the eyes of the most handsome man I had ever seen.
"Oh, I… yes… I mean… no not really," I stutter sinking back down, exhaustion overwhelming me and rendering lying and manners impossible.
"What is the matter?" he asks kindly crouching down before me and I glance up at him again.
"My parents died some time ago and I discovered that I was adopted and that I was born somewhere in this part of the world and so I decided to come and try to track down my birth parents but then there was a storm and the ship was wrecked and I survived but my belongings, my money, everything was lost and now I have nowhere to go and nowhere to stay and I know nobody and I'm… well… I don't know what to do," I babble before letting a hand fly to my mouth as I realise that I had told him all of this. I was not supposed to do that. Damn him and his beautiful, perfect, kind eyes and my tiredness.
"Well that is indeed a dilemma," he says quietly as he stares at me and I nod slightly sighing heavily again in a very unladylike manner. Not that I had ever been very good at being a lady, a fact that always perturbed and annoyed my mother, not that she was my mother anyway but there we go!
"Exactly," I whisper,
"Well let's start with some dinner shall we?" he smiles and I look up at him in confusion as he stands and offers me his hand.
"I don't understand,"
"Come, I work in the blacksmiths behind you, come inside and I will get you some food whilst we think of a solution," he smiles and I hesitate, staring at his outstretched hand, "I will not hurt you, you have my word," he adds and I shrug a little taking his hand and following him inside where he provided me with some bread and meat to eat.
And as they say the rest was history, Will managed to get me an apprenticeship with him at the blacksmiths, which whilst highly unusual suited me perfectly. he got me a room not far from him and we became best friends, inseparable.
One thing I did fail to mention is that I am hopelessly in love with him, which is totally not my fault seeing as he was quite literally my saviour, of course on it's own that would be fine if it weren't for the tiny complicating factor that he obviously is a typical clueless man and, oh yes, he's completely in love with Elizabeth Swan. Complicates things a bit huh?
