A/N: Hello lovlies! hope you enjoy this, and i hope i can figure out what to do before the end! follows CotBP through AWE. i, sadly do not own POTC or the characters except my OC. I'll explain next chapter.

BRT

"You look just like her. The real one I mean."

That's what I've been hearing for the past three years. Ever since that blasted movie came out.

The only problem is that I am the real one. This is who I've been, ever since I was born. Or rather ever since I was found. But this is who I've been for forever; before she was turned into "the real one". I know there is more than one person in this world with the same name as I, but none of them bear the striking (like lightning) resemblance the two of us share.

Not that I really care. I mean, I never actually saw the movies. I've just seen pictures of it. Wait, I take that back, I've only seen the last one.

But for now, I'm fine with not seeing the first two and just focusing on making a freaking sandwich for lunch before I have to go see my friends and pick out my wedding dress.

Right, I should probably tell you, I'm getting married in about 5 months to my high school sweetheart Josh Anderson.

He proposed at dinner a week before graduation and then announced it to the entire graduating class at college, and their parents, and the staff, and everyone.

Last night was a night for me to just go to a movie with my friends, Victoria and Annemarie. But they decided to change plans last minute and invite their boyfriends to go with us and some guy that was apparently Victoria's long lost cousin, twice removed on his mother's side. And they decided to change the movie we were going to see as well. Great.

So we went to dinner and since I offered to drive, my friends agreed and stuck me in the front with Vicky's cousin and wouldn't let me stray from his side. At least he wasn't like everyone else.

"So you're the real one, eh?"

His name was William Sparrow and he was really cute, I had to admit. Handsome even. He had black, wavy hair that fell past his shoulder's a bit and dark, dark brown eyes.

"I'm impressed with you're teaching skills Vicky."

"Don't look at me, I just told him who you were." She leaned forward and his in my left ear, the farthest away from William as she could get, "he showed up on my doorstep a few days ago claiming that he was my cousin, saw your picture and begged to meet you."

I rolled my eyes and continued driving to the restaurant.

After dinner, we climbed back into my van and drove the two and a half blocks to the movie parking lot, walking the rest of the way there.

"We're seeing this movie? I won't understand it! I haven't seen any of the other ones!"

"Doesn't matter. You like being confused remember?"

"Ugh! I'm going to kill you Annemarie."

They just laughed at me. We bought our tickets and some popcorn and settled down in the back rows of the cinema to watch this movie that I was sure I was not going to understand.

I honestly didn't get that much out of it, and I didn't understand why my friends started to cry when William Turner died. I was surprised however, to learn that Captain Jack Sparrow and William Turner looked exactly like William Sparrow put together. I cried when James died. I liked him. He was cute.

And then the movie ended. While my two girlfriends and their dates sat to watch through the credits I got up and left, considering leaving them here and letting them walk home. The room was nearly empty, as was the hall when I walked out. I went to the bathroom to calm and tell myself that I couldn't leave my group here. They lived about a half hours drive away.

It was completely deserted when I emerged, except for William Sparrow standing against the wall and a guy still running candy counter.

"Are they still in there?" I asked walking over to him.

"Yes. They seem to enjoy the credits just as much as they enjoy the movie itself." He gave a crooked smile and I rolled my eyes.

"They do that with every movie we see."

He chuckled and we stood in silence for a bit. My attention wandered and I noticed the guy at the candy counter bed over to pick something up, but that was all that I saw because dear William decided it was a fine time to kiss me.

We left after that and I went home, hoping to sleep off the shock and strange feeling I got that spread throughout my entire body.

That brings us to lunch time today, when I'm making a sandwich before I have to leave. Too bad I never got past getting the bread out.

My fiancé burst through my door, grabbed my wrist and threw me into my small bedroom in my one bedroom apartment.

"Josh what is going on," I asked, sitting up from where I landed on my bed.

"What did you do last night?"

"I went to the movies and dinner with Victoria and Annemarie. I told you I was."

"you failed to mention the extra three tagalongs you took with you."

"Andrew and Henry? They're your friends. I didn't think that me going out with two of my friends and two of yours was a big deal."

"I mentioned three tagalongs, did I not? And it is a big deal when the third one kisses you!"

"What? I have no idea what you are talking about Josh."

"Arnold was working at the Elvis Cinema last night and saw the third man you girls brought with you, kiss you! Remember now?" he was furious. Josh's blue eyes were like steel and his face was red.

That was Arnold at the candy counter? Crap!

"what was his name?"

"Why? So you can go beat him up?"

"He kissed my FIANCE!" he yelled the last word. "No one gets away with that." He turned to leave my room but I jumped off my bed, using one of the four posts for support.

"No josh! It was harmless! You can't just go around beating people up!"

He threw me off of his arm, hitting my face in the process.

"Ow! That freaking hurt!"

"What is his name?"

"you are not going to go hurt Vicky's cousin!" I stood up and got in his face, standing on tip toes because he was so much taller than I was. "He didn't know I was engaged! Maybe he would have if I had an engagement ring to wear!" we had a long running feud that I wanted an engagement ring but he didn't believe in them. He though people should just know.

"Don't start that again!" he hit me once again and sent me reeling backwards.

My face felt numb almost and warm. It started to feel puffy.

"Women should not be treated that way," a soft yet lethal voice spoke from behind my fiancé.

William.

"Who the heck are you?"

The two men stared at each other for an eternal moment before Josh backed down. I stood up, keeping my eyes locked on William, noticing how his eyes darkened even more and how his face contorted into a death look before he turned his gaze on me. It never changed.

"You will return home soon. The ones that love you are waiting." Suddenly, he was gone and the feeling that I had gotten after he kissed me came back, only it hurt so much more.

"Get back here you crazy son of-"

"josh! No!" I tried ignoring the pain that was coursing through me and save William but it over took me and I fell into Josh, making him even more angry. he punched me this time and when I fell back, my temple hit the pinecone knob on my bed post. The last thing I saw was my ex-fiance's face turn from rage into panic as he tried to stop the blood flow from my head.

My name is Elizabeth Swann, and this is my story.