Disclaimer: I do not and will not state that I own Pirates of the Caribbean. However, I do own my character. And she is not a Mary Sue. I will try my hardest to write a fan fiction that everyone will like. Do not hate me if at some moments she seems like a Mary Sue. That is all. Please Enjoy.

My name is William Turner. My life was not that bad, except for being a blacksmith, and not having the courage to speak my mind to the woman I love. But after a slight run-in with a pirate named Captain Jack Sparrow, my life has turned upside down. One moment, it's my wedding day to the lovely Elizabeth Swann, and the next, we are both arrested. After striking a deal with Beckett, I was off looking for Jack. Of course, he tricked me into something again. I was trapped on Davy Jones' ship, the Flying Dutchman, and happened to run into my father, Boot Strap Bill Turner. Jack was looking for the key to the Dead Man's Chest, which, of course, is always on Davy Jones' person... squid... thing... After a lot of strange experiences, the krakken went after the Black Pearl. Jack ordered abandon ship, and I know that hurt him to see the Pearl go down. But, what happened next changed everything. I looked back on the ship to see my fiancée kissing Jack. I could feel my heart breaking. I love her so very deeply, and she left me. Jack decided to go down with the Pearl. That was the last time I saw my friend. I can't tell what I'm more saddened by, the love of my life leaving me, or knowing that I would never see Jack again. We are still in Tia Dalma's hut. Barbossa is some how still alive and going to help us get Jack back from the grip of death. Anymore surprises and I think I will have a heart attack. I look over at Elizabeth, and my heart hurts even more. That's when I feel something very strange. Now, I've been around Jack for a while now, and I know strange. It feels like a pair of arms wrapping around my neck. Not strangling, but a very gentle embrace. I look around franticly, but there's no one there. I think I've lost my mind.

Will had never felt so bad. He felt like needed to just throw himself over the side of the ship Barbossa...um...Commandeered. The love of his life betrayed him and his dearest friend was krakken food. And on top of that, he kept feeling like he was being hugged, or a delicate hand was on his arm trying to comfort him, but there was no one there.

"Will, it's alright. I will always be here." Oh great, he thought. And now I'm hearing voices.

Several days went by just like that. Will would hear that delicate voice calling his name in a soothing yet slightly creepy way. One day he thought he was going insane. Everyone was a little scared of him. He would randomly whip around looking for someone, but not finding who he was looking for. "Maybe Jack's soul is haunting Will," Ragetti explained. That was the only explanation they had. Will heard a slight giggle.

"Very close Ragetti. Someone is following Will. But I'm not a ghost or Jack Sparrow." Will turned around like he always did to finally see where the voice was coming from. "Oh...you can see me now can't you?" A girl in a long purple dress with long blonde hair bound up with a crown of ivy sat on the barrel next to him.

"Who are you?" he asked.

"My name is Ivy," she explained, standing next to him. "I'm your guardian angel."

(Authors notes: This is my first fan fiction that I have written in about 3 years. I apologize if Ivy seems like a Mary Sue right now. Trust me. It will get better. And no flames please...I have worked very hard on this and I am really proud of it right now. No popping my bubble right now. Thank you.)