Hello there! I'm bmwchickk! All my author's notes will be in bold and at the bottom of each story.

***BEFORE YOU READ THIS*** I strongly suggest that you listen to the song Angel with a Shotgun by The Cab because thats what this is based off of! Go, go, go! (Or be that one rebel that doesn't... That's cool)

HOOK-

I was steering the ship towards the next port when thunder rumbled.

"Bloody hell," I muttered, looking up at the gray and stormy skies. Seconds later, rain started to pour down from the sky. It pelted my ship, along with everyone on it. In less than a minute, I was soaked, feeling my grip on the wheel loosen as the rain made every surface slick.

"She's angry today, isn't she?" a nearby crew member said, working the sail. I chuckled. We joked for a bit, until the storm seemed to get worse. It almost instantly changed from a small scale storm to a full on explosion of lightning and thunder. I shouted orders at everyone, trying to keep not only the Jolly Roger safe, but them as well. Lightning struck one of the masts and the boat shook.

"Hard to port!" A crewmember yelled, and I looked up to see the sky getting darker, lightning flashing and nearly blinding me.

"Bloody hell!" I yelled, feeling that the situation warranted a repeat. The waves were getting larger and larger until it was obvious that the ship was going down. One crashed over and swept across the deck, nearly taking one of my crewmembers with it. But then, just as quickly as the storm had started, it stopped. The waves calmed, the clouds dissipated, and a wavy sunshine shone down. Still feeling my heart pounding, expecting to see the storm come back, I stood up straight and attempted to wipe some of the water off my face.

"You all right men?" I shouted.

"Aye!" they responded. We watched the sea for a moment, to make sure that it was all over. Suddenly, lightning flashed again, brighter than anything I had ever seen before. We all turned our heads towards the light, blinking to try and clear the spots from our eyes. A figure was falling from the sky and, before I could say anything, it plummeted into the sea with a huge splash. I acted without thinking.

"Grab on!" I quickly tied a rope around me, throwing it to my crew. I had to save him before the mermaids got to him. That wouldn't be a pretty sight. I jumped in after the figure. Swimming underneath the calming waves, I looked for whoever had fallen in. Once I had found him, I swam back above the water, feeling my heart racing. The mermaids could come any second now.

"What are you waiting for, mates?" I yelled, tugging on the rope, the person in my arm dangerously still, water rolling down his body.

Once we were on board, I looked at who I had saved. To my surprise, it was a girl. She looked around 17, with dark brown hair, creamy white skin, and cuts and bruises all over her body. She was wearing an old looking, ripped and blood splattered white dress. Seeing that she still wasn't moving, I pressed down on her chest, until the ocean water came out of her mouth. She only opened her eyes long enough for me to see her oddly pale, green irises, which latched onto my eyes with a pain so great it hit me like a blow to the chest. Her eyes immediately rolled back into her head as she fell back out of consciousness. We waited for a moment, trying to see if she would awaken. After realising this wouldn't happen, I brought her to one of the cells in the lowest level of the ship, put her down on the bed in there, and locked the cell again. My crew followed me, curious as to what their captain was doing, but I waved them off, indicating that this wasn't a matter we knew anything about and that caution was necessary.

ERELA-

I woke up in a strange place. I had no idea where I was, or what happened. All I remembered was a hazy sensation of falling.

"Ah, you're up. I'll go tell capp'n right away!" a man wearing a bright red hat broke the silence, making me jump. He disappeared through the door and reemerged again, seconds later, with a much taller man, who gave me a lazy smile.

"Hello, love, I'm Captain Killian Jones. Although most people have taken to call me by my more colorful moniker, Captain Hook. And who might you be?"

"Why should I tell you?" I retorted, crossing my arms over my chest. Was this some kind of trick?

"Ah, you're a feisty one, aren't you? Well, I just so happened to save your life only yesterday," he smirked, his confident attitude annoying me.

"Yeah, jumped in right after you, right capp'n?" red hat spoke again, clearly proud of his captain.

"You saved me? From wha-" I froze. Everything came rushing back. There was blood, screams, pain, and I was falling. Some of the cuts I had started to sting again, as I remembered they were there.

"Well, that's what I wanted to know," Hook said.

"I… I-" I couldn't speak. The words just weren't coming out.

"What's your name, love?"

"E… Erela," I said after a long pause.

Ok! So... Erela... I chose the name because Erela means Angel in hebrew... Sooo ya thats it! Review Review Review!

Thanks for reading!

-bmwchickk