Lovely Wendy
Captain James Hook, the fierce, murderous captain of the Jolly Roger had a soft spot. Within that soft spot there resided only one person: Wendy Darling.
He had captured her once again. For the millionth time Hook was going to use Wendy Darling against Peter Pan. He didn't particularly like this game of "capture the Wendy". It was always the same. Hook would capture her, Pan would come after her, they would fight, and Pan would always end up flying away with the girl. In a way he felt bad for Wendy. She hadn't asked to be put in the middle of this feud, but oh well.
The pirate captain never mistreated Wendy while she was aboard the ship. He may be a ruthless murderer, but he was still a gentleman. He always put her up in a small yet comfortable cabin, and always gave her hearty meals. And she was never afraid because she knew her beloved Pan would come rescue her. This time would prove to be a little different, however.
As James Hook strolled calmly through the lower passages of the Jolly Roger, he heard a peculiar noise. At first he couldn't make out what it was, but it slowly grew louder. He listened behind each cabin door to locate the one it was coming from. Finally he came to cabin 14, the one the Darling girl was being kept in. Still, Hook couldn't quite decipher what the noise was. He decided to find out for himself. He put on his a fearsome face and threw open the cabin door, growling "What is the meaning of this racket, girl!" What he saw uterly surprised him. Wendy was sitting in a corner of the cabin with her knees pulled up to her chest, and she was weeping. She looked up at the captain, her bright green eyes glistening with tears. Her cheeks were blotchy and stained with salty trails. The captain's heart dropped when he saw the pitiful sight. This was a feeling he did not understand. Why did he pity this girl? He should have a knife to her throat, but for some odd reason he just wanted to hold her and console her. "What's the matter with you girl?" He said, trying to put a bit of menace into his voice. She replied "N-nothing", as she wiped her tears away. "I'm just s-sad. That's all." For only a moment, Captain Hook looked around the cabin to make sure it was only the two of them. Then he crossed to Wendy and bent down so their faces were almost touching. "Tell me why." He breathed quietly. Wendy sniffed and said "I'm just lonely. Obviously this ship is where I'm going to die, and I won't even die in a place where anyone cares. See, Peter and I got into a fight yesterday, so I'm sure he won't be coming to save me this time." Hook was shocked. Pan and Wendy had quarrelled? This meant that he would not have the chance to kill him today. The captain sighed. Adjusting his coat, he sat down next to her and put his arm around her slim shoulders. She flinched away, stricken by the captain's gesture. He leaned his lips close to her ear and said "I wouldn't let those men harm you, my dear. And I wouldn't harm ya either. And if something should happen to you... I would care." Wendy's eyes widened, and a few more tears spilled over. She turned her head to face Hook and stared intently into his eyes. In the saphire blue orbs, she could see the truth in his words. Her heart leapt and suddenly she felt sleepy. Without another word, she brought her knees up to her chest and leaned against the captain, snuggling into him like he was no more dangerous than a domestic cat. She closed her eyes and let the leftover tears spill into his bright red coat. The last thing she remembered before falling alseep was the comforting feeling of the captain- her captain- stroking her hair.