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The island of Neverland was encased in a thin layer of frost. That meant Pan was off the island, for now at least. But that also meant that the sapphire blue sea held the Jolly Rodger in its icy grip, but the Jolly Rodger wasn't the only pirate ship to sail the seas of Neverland, there was only more.
The Siren Call, it was small that the Jolly Rodger but just as deadly. She was hardly ever seen, and kept to the hidden inlets and bay of the island. Her captain was never seen by anyone outside the crew, making it Captain James Hook's mission in life to finally bring down there elusive ship and unmask her captain. Outside of Peter Pan it was almost the only thing he thought about. If he were to take the Siren Call he would be the master of all the waters in Neverland.
"Captain!" Smee crept into Hook's quarters to find the Pirate face down on his desk, "As I was sitting wide eyed on my watch, I noticed it was winter time on the water and spring time on the shore," he babbled as his superior gave no sign of listening. "And I Says to meself, it's early for spring to be stirring, springs not due til 3 pm" he laid a large clock on the wood desk, "take a look for your self captain and…"
A large hook came crashing down upon the clock, smashing it beyond repair and cutting off the first mate. "I was dreaming Smee…" the captain growled, drawing his head up, his face glaring out at him from a mass of brown, tangled curls. "Of Pan…"
The portly man gulped, "P-Pan? Captain?"
"And in my dream" he continued, "I was a magnanimous fellow, full of forgiveness." He stood and Smee rushed over, assisting the Captain with the harness that kept his hook attached to his stump of a wrist. "I thanked Pan, for cutting off my hand and for giving me think fine hook."
Smee remained silent, "For disemboweling, and ripping out throats."
"So Pan did you a favor then captain?" Smee said jovially, Hook looked at his oddly, "A favor?" he faced the first mate, "He cut off my hand, and fed it to a crocodile." He stood several steps forward, "And the beast liked it so much, it's been tailing me ever since, licking it's lips for the rest of me."
Smee shook like a leaf as his captain leaned in closer, brandishing his hook threateningly, "Does that sound like a favor to you?"
"No, no, no Captain." He stuttered, Hook pushed up the rolly polly like man's glasses, "Thank captain"
"Thankfully the beast swallowed a clock." Hook released him and looked out the frost coated window. "Why did you wake me Smee?" he asked finally. The first mate shivered, "Like I was saying Captain, It's spring on the island but winter on the water, the ice is melting and flowers are in bloom." Hook jerked around, "He's back!" he growled.
"That's not all captain, our sources have told us the Siren Call has been encased in the ice off the shore of the Black Castle." Hook's interest only grew, "How soon can we make way?" he asked quickly. "Within the hour sir. "
"Not quick enough." Hook hissed and pulled on a white shirt and his long grey jacket. "She could be free and half way across the island by the time we even set sail." He stormed out onto the deck, "Make it fifteen minutes, at most."
"Fifteen minutes captain?!" Smee scrambled behind, him, Hook whipped around, "are you hard of hearing Smee?" Smee shook his head, and yelled the order to the crew. The men rushed to their jobs, with the fear of being gutted in their minds. "Captain look" Smee pointed out the flying figure of Peter pan in the air, "Should we attack sir?"
Hook looked through his spy glass, every fiber of his being water to blow the nuisance out of the sky with out mercy, but arming the cannon would distract the crew from freeing the ship and he was after a bigger prize. No, he would kill Pan later, this may be the only chance he would get to finally trap the most sought after Siren Call.
"Leave him" he growled reluctantly, "Sir?" Smee was shocked. "Are you deaf?! I said Leave him damn you!" Hook roared, he was already fighting to urge to go back on his word he didn't need his first mate questioning him.
Pan swooped around the ship, taunting the crew and attempting to grab Hook's attention. "Yoohoo!" he cried, hovering above the ship out of range, "Miss me, you old Codfish?" he stuck out his tongue and Hook's hand slipped to his pistol, but he forced it down, first the Siren Call then the boy.
Hook stormed into his quarters and flew into a minor rage, cursing and destroying unneeded things with his hook. If his plan didn't work, someone was going to die.
Meanwhile Pan hovered above the ship, his face falling swiftly. What just happened, did THE captain Hook just miss an opportunity to try and kill him? Was the entire island going mad?! He grunted and flew toward the island to find the Lost Boys, trying to take his mind off the strange event.
As soon as the ship was ready to go Smee rushed into the captain's quarters, "Sir, We're ready!" Hook shot up off his chair, "Excellent! Set to full sail and man the oars, the faster the better!" he stormed onto the deck and barked orders swiftly, a mad grin on his face.
With ten minutes they were close to the Black Castle and it's bay. The tall main mast of the Siren Call peered above to rocks, "We've got her." He almost laughed, he hadn't felt this happy in ages. The sound of crew members' voices rang through the still cold air.
Shiver me timbers shiver my soul
Yo ho, heave ho!
The song seemed to be coming from all around them but Hook paid no mind, he steered the ship into the entrance, under a stone arch. "Smee tell the men to arm themselves and load the canons, just in case." Hook muttered. "Uh, Captain…" Smee pointed to the sky and at the small winged creatures that flew around them. Their voices rang with the pirate crew's
There are men with hearts as black as coal.
Yo ho, heave ho!
They seemed to be warning them, a single fairly, with a dark blue light stood on the wheel and addressed the captain himself.
And they sail their ship across the ocean blue,
A blood thirsty captain and a cut throat crew.
The fey jerked it's tiny thumb across her throat in a cutting motion, as it sang the verse. The crew armed its self.
(Meanwhile)
"Captain!" A tall, strong looking woman with a Jamaican accent burst into the captain's quarters of the Siren Call. "The Jolly Rodger ma'am." The captain looked at her first mate, "What about her?"
"She's got us trapped in the bay ma'am, should we arm the cannons?" The captain shook her head and grinned, "No, not yet." She looked out the window and at the much larger ship that blocked their way out of the bay, "Let them come, I have long awaited this Miss. White." She turned to her first mate, "Let us welcome out guests."
It's as dark a tale as was ever told.
Of a lust for treasure and a love of gold!
Shiver me timbers shiver my sides
Yo ho, heave ho!
There are hungers as strong at the wind and tides
Yo ho, Heave ho!
The captain Grabbed her long green velvet coat with silver trim, she dawned a wide rimmed grey hat with a peacock feather in it. She wanted to looked her best for their first meeting, well, first official meeting. She had seen the Jolly Rodger's captain many times, but he had never seen her. She listened to her crew sing as they worked.
And those Buccaneers drown their sins in rum
The devil himself would have called them scum.
Every man on board would have killed his mate
For a bag of guineas or a piece of eight.
The last line was sang as an echo that rang off the sides of the rock walls. In the waters below Mermaids peered up and joined in the song,
Hulla waka, hulla waka
Something not right.
Many wicked icky things gonna happen to night.
Hulla waka hulla waka
Sailor man beware.
The lead mermaid half pulled herself out of the water, "Where de money in the ground deres murder in the air." Miss. White the first mate called out to the motley crew of cut throats. "one more time now!"
Shiver me timbers, shiver my bones
Yo ho, heave ho!
There are secrets that sleep with old Davy Jones
Yo ho, heave ho!
Hook and the crew of the Jolly Rodger prepared to board the docked Siren Call, armed to the teeth and ready for a fight.
The Captain of the Siren Call grinned at the thought of what was to come and joined in the song herself, though no one could hear her.
When the main sail's set and the anchors weighed
Theres no turning back from any course that's laid
And when greed and vanity sail the sea, you bet your boots there'll be treachery
The final line was sung by all on the deck of the Sirens Call,
Shiver me timbers, shiver my sails
Dead men tell no tales!
Ropes with hooks on them were flung over the side of the ship and Crew members armed themselves as the Jolly Rodger crew boarded the Siren Call. Riot began to break out until the Miss. White stopped the crew. Hook sauntered aboard the ship's deck, with a cigar in on hand and his sword in the other. He looked at the crew of pirates, scanning them. "Who among ye calls themselves Captain?!" he bellowed
The crowd began to part as a tall Jamaican woman approached him without a sign of fear in her eyes. "Captain Hook I presume?" she asked blunted. He looked her up and down. She arched an eyebrow and jerked her head to the back of the ship. "The captain is waiting for you."
He stepped forward and smee began to waddle after him before a sharp blade of a dagger was pressed to his throat, "Just the captain." She hissed.
She walked after Hook and looked out at the crowd, "The first person to draw a sword or aim a gun on this ship will wish they had never been born!" she yelled out with authority, "I'll see to that myself."
James was pushed into the captain's quarters, "I'll be right outside." Miss. White muttered and closed the door behind him.
Hook looked at the shadowy figure at the large desk, their feet casually up on the wood of the desk as they leaned back with their large wide brimmed hat over their face.
"Captain James Hook." A feminine voice hummed, the figure removed their boots from the desk and pulled up the brim of their hat. "I've been expecting you."
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