This is my first fan fiction that I've posted so be kind. Also I haven't had a beta reader so if there's anything you think I should change leave me a comment; I would love to hear what you think. Oh and the italics are thoughts this is a prequel to the rest but it will be quite long and then. The story will go through the 3 POTC movies in order. WillOC

Before the Storm

Chapter 1

I always loved Will ever since I was twelve years old, so as I inform you of the adventures I went through and things that I did, all I ask is: do not be quick to judge me as everything I did back then was for a reason, and when you have read my story then make your decision. Though things were not as I expected, my life was sent my life off in a different direction, I will tell you all of my life with and without Will as of yet, though I am now only eighteen years old for someone of my age I have been through and seen a lot. My life was once the normal but after I turned fifteen everything was turned upside down and changed all for the sake of love.

Will and I met when we were very young I was eight years old though he was thirteen, there was a big age difference and at first he thought it would make him unpopular mixing with a girl of the same low status and a lot younger in age. Then he realised that we got on well so we just stayed friends. Like I said earlier we met at a young age and at the time Will had just been rescued from a ship wreckage in the Caribbean Sea, the Governors daughter Elizabeth found him and when they returned the Governor found Will a good master, William would learn to become a blacksmith starting as Mr. Browns apprentice.

Will was being brought through the town to the blacksmiths shop by Admiral Norrington, I was sweeping up at the front of my father's bakery, and I stopped to stare at the handsome older boy, who was also unknown and mysterious to the people in Port Royal. Suddenly though there was a cry and in a flash of navy blue I turned to see the Admiral laid on his stomach in the dirt. "Oh my goodness sir are you alright I'm so sorry." I blabbered on apologising; the older boy though was stood shocked at my foolishness. It was a genuine accident, how I had been lent on my broom gawping at a precarious angle with my broom end splayed out into the street. The Admiral, now sat on the ground, dusted off his coat as my father came out to see what all the fuss was about. I thought his eyes were about to burst out of his head and roll along the ground by the look on his face. It have would be such an embarrassment for a lowly baker such as my father to have his clumsy daughter do something like that to someone much higher up in class. As I helped the Admiral up off the ground my father now being the one doing the apologising and giving the Admiral a one of his best rum cakes. The Admiral was very nice to me and said it was anyone's mistake and tries to hand my father back the loaf of rum cake, but my father insisted that he kept as a token of his gratitude for being so forgiving.

The boy turned out to be William Turner and after introducing myself, I learnt the story of the wreckage and how Elizabeth saved Will's life. Although I was only young there was always something about Will that seemed different to the other boys Will's age in Port Royal. He was funny and kind, we got talking and realised that we got on quite well. Will informed me that he was going to be a Blacksmith's apprentice, likewise I told him that when my father felt I was ready he would pass the bakery down to me and I would be in charge of the business and its upkeep. Every weekend Will and I would meet up although people always were hurtful to Will because he was hanging around with me. Not just because I was younger or of low status like Will or that I followed him like a spaniel, but because I was a girl.

They always made fun of Will saying he should find a girl more his own age and more beautiful. I was always a rather plain child not extraordinarily beautiful, or talented or well educated, but the one thing I did have was a knack for lying, I could lie to anybody about anything. I could convince someone that a house they just whitewashed was actually green. This came in useful when I was in trouble… most of the time.

When I was a few years older around 14 I realised I was in terrible trouble when one afternoon when Will came over to the bakery and asked if I wanted to go to the beach for the afternoon. I declined "No I can't come Will Father says I must stay and make the bread, then put it in the oven, watch it so that it doesn't burn. I also have to keep a weather eye on the kitchen for mice, and then take the bread out once baked. Then after all of that I have to clean the kitchen from the floor to ceiling." Of course none of this sank into Will's stubborn head, "Well how about we together quickly make the bread, put it in the oven, and come back just in time to take it out. No one will know the difference; they won't be able to tell please Lids I got the afternoon off especially just so we could go."

"Well, I'm not sure I have to stay…" I trailed off as Will was giving me that look the one that made me feel weak at the knees as it was so cute, he had already won although it was the dirtiest trick in the book. "OK I give in let's get started." I am going to be in so much trouble if father finds out. He won't Lydia hush your tongue of the negative thoughts. Will has probably sneaked out of work, not take the day off. Mr. Brown doesn't allow days off.

We quickly did all that entailed putting the bread in the oven, then we closed the door (after setting a few mouse traps because of our current vermin issue.) We then ran to the beach as fast as our legs could carry us through the town centre, I was being frowned upon for hitching my skirt up high enough so that my ankles could be seen so that I could try to keep up with Will, who was sprinting ahead at full speed.