Victoria Swann, the younger of the governors daughters, though the age difference was only ten months, and the two were extremely close to each other, stood there on her balcony looking out at the sea with the wind whipping through her bright blonde hair. She sighed, she loved her sister dearly, but she knew she was no match for her sister, or at least not in the eyes of the man she longed for.

It was completely understandable to her though, one look at her sister Elizabeth and you knew why. While both were fairly thin and had a healthy but slightly pale complexion Elizabeth was 19 and only 2 months younger than him. She was also taller and had golden brown locks and brown eyes compared to Victoria's blonde locks and blue eyes. Their faces were actually very similar, but Elizabeth had this air of confidence around her that Victoria had at times, but it was a lot easier to see Victoria's emotions since she wasn't that good at hiding them. The only thing Victoria figured she had on her sister was that she had a size bigger chest than her sister, although, that doesn't do you any good when you're the younger Swann.

She sighed again. She hated having these feelings of jealousy towards her sister because they were so close and knew everything about each other. All the sudden she heard footsteps behind her and turning around, there was Elizabeth behind her. She turned back to face the ocean. She didn't want her sister to see that she was troubled, but she knew her to well.

"What's wrong Vikki." Elizabeth asked using Victoria's nickname. Sometimes she hated how easy she was to read, it could really get in the way.

"Nothing." She sighed. She turned her head though when she felt her sisters hand on her shoulder.

"You know I'm not your sister and best friend for nothing. I know something's bothering you. Tell me."

Victoria sighed, "Well……..it's just Will…………I feel like he just thinks of me as an annoying little sister, and I want to be more to him, if anything at least the best friend he can come to for everything." She sighed. She knew that her sister thought she fancied him, there was actually a point a couple years ago when both had, but Elizabeth had grown to realize that while she liked Will, she didn't like him in that way, it was more friendly.

"You still fancy him don't you?" asked Elizabeth gently.

"Yes………..I do, but I'm just some annoying little sister to him, and he fancies you I think, I mean look at you Elizabeth, you're perfect. What man wouldn't want you? And you're only two months younger while I'm a year and two days younger than him."

"Victoria, do you really think that?" Elizabeth asked her quietly.

"Yes……..I mean, look at you, and then look at me."

"Victoria! You're not ugly! Don't think that about yourself! And you know, I don't think he fancies me at all………..if you ask me, he fancies you, I see it in the way he looks at you and acts around you."

"You're just saying that because you're my sister, you have to." She scoffed.

"I'm saying it because it's true……maybe you should tell him how you feel." she suggested.

"Are you crazy!? I tell him ho I feel and I'm a huge idiot who's gonna have to live the rest of her life locked up in her room."

"Hey, calm down, it was just a suggestion that I personally think will work fine."

Victoria sighed. She knew her sister was just trying to help her. "I know, I'm sorry, I know you're just trying to help me but, I mean, I just wish that he would actually see in me what I see in him, it's so frustrating! Especially since I'm afraid one of these days he's going to figure it out by looking at me."

"Maybe what you need is a good night's rest and we'll talk about this more tomorrow. Okay?" Elizabeth suggested.

"You're probably right. Thanks Liz." Victoria replied hugging her sister.

That night Victoria dreamed of her travel here to port royal 8 years ago with her father and sister.

A ten year old Victoria and an eleven year old Elizabeth stood at the mast of the ship singing together, We pillage, we plunder, we rifle and loot. Drink up me 'earties yo ho! We kidnap and ravage and don't give a hoot. Drink up me 'earties yo ho! Yo ho, yo ho a pirate's life for me. We extort, we pilfer, we filch and sack. Drink up…"

Both girls gasped when they felt a hand on each of their shoulders and turned around and to see Gibbs, one of the sailors, standing behind them. Quiet, missies! Cursed pirates sail these waters, Ye don't want to bring them down upon us now do ye?"

Just then Norrington came up to them, "Mr.Gibbs! That will do!"

"Thems was singin bout pirates! Bad luck for them to be singin bout pirates with us mired in this unnatural fog. Mark my words." Gibbs warned.

"Consider them marked. On your way." Replied Norrington.

"Aye lieutenant, though it's frightful bad luck to have women on board, even miniature ones."

"I think it's be rather exciting to meet a pirate." Cut in Elizabeth.

"I agree, all the excitement and adventure." Added Victoria.

"Think again, Miss Swann . Vile and dissolute creatures, the lot of them.I intend to see to it that any man who sails under a pirate flag or wears a pirate brand gets what he deserves, a short drop and a sudden stop." Norrington argues though both girls were watching Gibbs who was miming a hanging.

"Lieutenant Norrington, I appreciate your fervor, but I'm concerned about the effect this subject will have on my daughters." Cut in Governor Swann.

"My apologies Mr.Swann." Norrington apologized.

"Actually, we find it quite fascinating." Elizabeth interjected.

"Yes, that's what concerns me." her father replied.

Both of the young girls walked over to the side of the ship and watched a parasol float by when Victoria spotted a broken piece of wood with a boy on it floating by and shouted, "Look! A boy! There's a boy in the water!"

Norrington started giving out orders. "Man overboard! Man the ropes. Fetch a hook! Haul him aboard." Then as soon as the boy was brought aboard the ship he was found to still have signs of breathing.

Meanwhile Gibbs had spotted a burning ship. "Mary mother of God!"

"What happened here?" asked Governor Swann.

"It's most likely the powder magazine. Merchant vessels run heavily armed." Interjected Norrington.

"Lot of good it did them. Everyone's thinking it, I'm just saying it………Pirates." Gibbs boldly stated.

"There's no proof of that, probably an accident." Claimed the governor.

Deciding to check out the wreckage Norrington called out, "Rouse the captain immediately! Heave to and take sail! Launch the boats!"

Somewhere in the mix of sailors running about someone yelled, "Heave to!"

Walking up to his daughters, Governor Swann got both of their attentions before stating a request. "Elizabeth, Victoria. I want you two to accompany the boy. He'll be your charge. Take care of them." Both of the girls nodded and walked over the boy.

All the sudden the boy woke up and grabbed Elizabeth's wrist. "It's okay, my name's Elizabeth Swann and this is my sister Victoria."

"W-W-Will turner." The boy managed to get out.

"We're watching over you Will" Victoria stated just before he fainted. Then, she noticed a medallion around his neck and picked it up to get a closer look, Elizabeth watching what she was doing the whole time. "Y-y-you're a pirate!" she exclaimed while Elizabeth gasped.

Just then Norrington walked up to them, and Victoria hid the medallion. "Has he said anything yet?"

"His names William Turner……that's all we found out." Answered Elizabeth.

Norrington turned to some sailors and orders for them to take him below.

Both the girls looked at the medallion more, and then looked up, both gasping at the sight of a pirate ship with black sails sailing away.

Victoria woke up suddenly and went to the drawer next to her bed and opened the secret bottom before pulling out the necklace and putting it on. Just then there was a knock on her door.

"Victoria? Are you alright? Are you decent?" asked her father.

"Yes, yes, I'm fine!" she answered hurrying to put her robe on and hide the necklace.

"Still in bed this hour?" asked her father as she walked in with some maids who opened the curtains and then had a maid brought over a box to him that he opened and she looked inside, there sitting in a box was a gorgeous blue gown that matched her eye color.

"Oh my! It's gorgeous!" she exclaimed. "May I inquire as to the occasion?"

"Does a father need an occasion to dote upon his daughters? Actually, I had rather hoped that you and your sister would wear them to the ceremony. There's talk of a higher official longing to court you, and Commodore Norrington does fancy your sister."

"I knew it!" she exclaimed before gasping as the maids pulled her corset tighter.

"Is everything alright back there Victoria?"

"It's difficult to say."

"I'm told it's the latest fashion in London."

"Well women in London must have learned not to breathe!" she gasped as they pulled it tighter yet.

In walked the butler who addressed the governor. "Milord, you have a visitor."

"Oh dear, me, I still have to go and give Elizabeth her present….Victoria, as soon as your done will you greet our guest? I suspect that it's Will Turner coming to deliver the sword for today's ceremony."

"Yes father." She answered. Not but two minutes after he left the room was she done, but she didn't run or do anything that would cause her to have heavier breathing.

Calmly she walked down the grand staircase, and when she did indeed spot that Will was there she exclaimed "Will! It's so good to see you again!" and though she did walk faster, she still kept a moderately slow pace. "How are you?"

"I'm fine Ms. Swann. You?"

"Will, how many times must I ask you to call me Victoria?"

"At least once more Ms. Swann."

"Will!" she whined. "Fine, well then, I thought you'd at least like to know that I had a dream about you last night, the day we first met. Don't you remember?"

Just then her father and Elizabeth came down the stairs. "Victoria, I don't think that's rather proper."

"Yes father." She answered looking down embarrassed.

"Good morning Governor Swann, Elizabeth." He greeted causing Victoria to look back up at him hurt in her eyes. He could call her sister by her name of course, but not hers.

The whole time that Will was showing her father the sword she and Elizabeth stood three silently, but Elizabeth squeezed her hand showing she knew that Will hadn't called her by her first name and that she was upset. Then, she heard her father say, "Do pass my compliments on to your master." And the hurt that crossed Wills eyes for a second. She and Elizabeth were the only two citizens who knew that Will actually did all the work at the blacksmith since Mr. Brown was always drunk or out getting drunk.

"Now, we really must get going." The governor said to the girls.

"Good day Will." Said Elizabeth as she walked by him.

Then Victoria turned to him and said coldly, "Good day Mr.Turner." the fact that she addressed him so properly stunned him that it took him a second to react and by that time they were already out the door, and somehow Elizabeth was now behind Victoria probably because she still had had to grab a parasol unlike her sister.

"Good day………Victoria." Stated Will to no one in particular from the doorway as he watched them go. Elizabeth moved her head a little almost as if she had heard him.

In the carriage Elizabeth turned to look at her sister who had a downtrodden expression on her face and squeezed her hand causing Victoria to look up at her.

"Why does he treat me differently than you?" she asked not caring about saying it out in the open since their father was in a second carriage because their dresses were big enough to make it so that it was cramped with three people.

"He doesn't, he just….he's nervous around you, and sometimes people do or say things they don't mean to."

"Sure………and why would he be nervous around me? Because I'm the sister of the woman he fancies?"

"Maybe because you are the women he fancies. You know, as we were leaving he did use your real name."

"One, I highly doubt I am the woman that he fancies, and two, no he didn't"

"Yes, I think he does, but you don't have to listen to me, and yes he did, he said and I quote, 'Good day………….Victoria.' but you probably didn't hear since he sort of whispered it, and you were getting into the carriage."

Victoria looked at her skeptically. "Sure..."

Just then the carriage driver announced that they had arrived at fort.