I would just like to say that I do not own Peter Pan, or the characters within; only Skully.
Captain James Hook sat in his chair and thumped his hook against his desk which just added to the number of holes already scarring the surface. Smee stood outside with his ear pressed against the door. He could hear the thud of the hook point each time it made contact with the wooden surface and he flinched. After a few moments of silence, Smee knocked on the door and slowly cracked it open. The Captain looked over at his first mate and sighed.
"He's getting to be too much for me, Smee." He stood and paced the floor. "The only time I ever came close to that blasted Pan was when-" The Captain froze and his head shot up, his eyes locked with Smee's.
"Y-yes, Cap'n?" The short round man asked hesitantly. He wasn't sure what to think of the look in the Captain's eyes.
"We need to find another girl, Mister Smee. Another Wendy."
Skully sprawled on her bed and looked out at the stars. She sighed and closed her eyes, wishing she could be anywhere else. The shouts from below were getting louder and louder until her mother burst into her room and slammed the door, locking it behind her.
"Your father needs some time by himself." Ursula told Skully, who just rolled her eyes and looked back out the window.
"We'll be fine just as soon as his withdrawals lessen. You know it's hard to quit smoking when you're not in the right frame of mind." Ursula walked over and sat down next to Skully. "I mean it, kiddo. It will all be fine."
Skully turned her head to her mother. "Sure it will." She stood and walked to the window. "Hey mom...can boats fly?"
Ursula snorted. "You know they can't, Skully. Why would you even ask that sort of question?"
"Maybe because there is one flying towards the house right now." Skully pointed out the window and when Ursula finally made her way over to look, the ship was already sliding a plank into the window.
Skully pushed her mother out of the way and ran to the other side of her bed to hide. She looked over the edge and watched a tall thin man wearing a red coat, tight pants and riding boots step into her bedroom. On his left hand was a silver hook and at his side a sword. He had black hair and a black mustache. Skully had to stifle a hysterical giggle.
"I know you're in here, girl. There is no use hiding!" James stalked over to Ursula and held her up my her throat. For a thin man, he was strong and he knew it. He grinned down at the woman and tickled her cheek with his hook. "I'll let her go if you come away with me."
Skully bit her lip and thought fast. If I stay here, he'll kill her and take me anyway. If I go now, he'll just take me and hopefully leave her alive. C'mon, Skully. Don't be such a pussy. Heaving a great sigh, Skully stood. She tried to calm her nerves, but she still trembled. "Let her go and take me, then."
"No, Skully! Don't do it!" Ursula shouted at her, but Hook just covered her mouth with his hand. He looked over at Skully and grinned because he knew she would give in if her mother was threatened. He shouted out an order and two heavily tattooed pirates jumped through the window to grab Skully. "You made the right choice, dovey." He told her and slapped Ursula with his good hand, knocking her out. When Skully made a noise, Hook looked at her and shrugged. "We can't have her trying to jump aboard to rescue you." Hook advanced towards Skully, who was still being held by the men "Come to think of it...we can't have you awake, either." He nodded towards one of the men and watched as he brought the barrel of his gun against the back of her head.
That should keep her out for awhile.
Hook watched Skully and waited for her eyes to open. Her ebony hair fell across her forehead and over her shoulders in loose waves. The shirt she wore was a bright purple and had weird designs Hook had never seen before with the words 'Abandon All Ships'. Hook scoffed. He would never abandon his ship. Her black jeans were tight against her thighs and calves making Hook wonder how she got into them. The twentieth century was full of surprises to him, and he was more than willing to leave it behind for Neverland.
Skully could feel someone staring at her and she made a soft sleepy sound. Until she realized her head ached. "Why does my head hurt so much?" She whimpered and grabbed for the Advil on her nightstand that wasn't there. After patting the empty air for a minute, Skully opened her eyes and swore loudly. "So it wasn't a crazy dream, it really did happen." She mumbled.
"I have never known a lady to use such language." Hook said. "I have also never known one to pat at the air like a madman."
Skully narrowed her eyes and sat up slowly. "My head hurts. Do you have anything to make the pain stop? Like aspirin or something?" At the Captain's look of confusion, Skully swore again.
How am I going to survive? She asked herself. They don't have aspirin. They use candle light. Do they have showers? Running water? A TOILET?
James watched Skully's expressions as she tried to come to terms with her situation. He knew it would be difficult for her to adapt, but it wasn't impossible, and he told her so. "I know the present accommodations aren't in the realm of your comfort, but it's all we have. I can have Smee bring you hot water to fill a bath. You will need to give me your clothes so you can receive new ones. You can't have any reminders of your world."
Skully looked at her wrists at her bracelets and shook her head. "No. My grandmother gave me these before she died. I can't give them up." She reached to her neck and grabbed her single chain with multiple pendants. "I can't part with this, either." She raised her eyes to look at Hook and set her jaw. "I won't, and that is that."
Captain Hook raised an eyebrow and nodded his head, figuring he could just take them off her person while she slept and he would throw them overboard once they made it to Neverland. "You will also need to dress like us and learn to talk like us."
Skully slapped her thigh and laughed out loud. "I'm seventeen years old. I don't think I can be conditioned. I doubt you can change my entire personality and practically brainwash me in however long it takes us to get to wherever we're going. Who do you think you are, Ivan Pavlov? Am I'm your slobbering dog?" When Hook did nothing but look at her, Skully sighed. "Alright, Captain. Do your worst."
