Kol was watching over the hostages that were all tied up in a small room under the deck as the rest of his crew looted the ship.
He was having a little too much fun as he sat comfortably on a box and watched the crying and panicking hostages.
Bonnie Bennett was not willing to give up that easily and just allow the pirates to take over the ship and steal all of their possessions. She refused to just sit there and cry and let that happen, so instead she desperately tried to saw away at the rope that tied her wrists together.
Luckily, the pirate that had been left to watch them and make sure that they wouldn't escape or try and fight back seemed to be pretty bad at his job as he sat there smirking, completely oblivious to the fact that she had practically freed herself.
The guy had even left his weapon just sitting on the ground at his feet instead of keeping it close to him. She supposed that it might be an attempt to show them that he didn't even think that he needed his weapon, that he could keep them in line bare-handed, but she thought that it was just stupid.
Kol was beginning to get bored with just sitting there and stood up and began pacing.
Bonnie waited a few seemingly long seconds, knowing that she would only have one chance and that she needed to wait for the perfect opening.
Just as Kol turned his back to her to pace the length of the room away from her, she rose to her feet as quietly as she could and began towards his sword. Once he had neared the opposite end of the room she gave up on being quiet and just lunged towards the weapon at full speed.
Kol whipped around almost impossibly fast and reacted immediately, but wasn't quite quick enough to beat her to the sword.
Bonnie held it so that the point was pressed against his chest, tearing a hole in shirt and just barely piercing the flesh. She was more than a little surprised when the man didn't seem to be even slightly concerned, in fact he just began to laugh loudly.
She began to frown as she angrily asked, "What's so funny?"
"The fact that even if you were capable of using that weapon on me, you wouldn't be able to before I would stop you," Kol responded, smirking widely.
He didn't think for a second that the petite girl in front of him would be able to make herself actually stab someone.
"Really?" Bonnie asked before pushing her wrist forward in an attempt to stab him through the chest.
Unfortunately for her, he stuck his hand out and grabbed the sword back from her before she managed to get the weapon more than a few millimetres deep.
Kol put his sword away and then turned his attention back to her. He could tell that she was terrified, even if she was trying to pretend not to be, which only caused his smirk to widen.
"Nice try, Wench," He told her in a tone that was a combination of arrogant and genuinely impressed. "I didn't think that you had it in you."
"Don't call me a wench," Bonnie demanded through gritted teeth.
"So then what should I call you?" He asked with a predatory grin.
"Don't call me anything," She replied.
"Brave words for such a little thing like yourself," Kol commented as his eyes looked her up and down, taking in her full appearance for the first time. "…A pretty little thing at that."
Bonnie silently noted the blood dripping down his hand from grabbing his weapon back from her as well as the smaller amount of blood that was on his chest where the sword had torn through his shirt.
"Well this pretty little thing managed to get untied and to your weapon before you even noticed," She pointed out. "And then managed to make you bleed with your own sword, so what does that say about you?"
Kol began to grin as he commented, "I like you… You're a fiery little thing."
"Could you stop calling me a thing?" Bonnie asked.
"Well I asked what you wanted to be called," He pointed out. "But you never gave me a proper answer."
"I'll tell you my name if you agree to go get your crew and leave us alone, along with all of our stuff," Bonnie told him.
He began to laugh again before he told her, "I'd be willing to make a deal, but I think that you're going to have to make my end a little sweeter than that."
"What do you want?" She asked, crossing her arms over her chest. Somehow she was sure that it was not going to be something that she would want to give him.
"You," Kol told her.
"Me?" She asked, her eyes wide in surprise. "Why?"
"You fascinate me," He replied. "If you come with me, then everyone else gets to go free with all of their things."
"Why would I agree to that?" Bonnie asked him defiantly.
"To save everyone else here," Kol replied. "And because even if you don't want to admit it, I bet that there's a part of you behind that good girl hero act that is intrigued by me too."
"You're wrong," She told him firmly, although secretly she was silently cursing at herself for his words being true.
"Fine," Kol said in a tone of false indifference. "Then why don't you just rejoin your friends on the floor?" His tone went suggestive again as he told her, "I'd love to tie you up again."
He picked up another piece of rope, but at the last second Bonnie stopped him by saying, "Wait! …I'll go."
Kol's smile returned to his lips as he told her, "You don't know what treasures I have waiting for you."
"Go tell your crew to put everything back," Bonnie ordered. "And I mean everything."
"Sure thing, Boss," Kol told her before pressing his lips against hers.
As much as Bonnie didn't want to enjoy the kiss, she couldn't help herself. Within seconds she had all but forgotten that the man that she was kissing was supposed to be the bad guy.
A/N: Please read and review! I hope that you guys enjoyed the first chapter and thanks for reading! :) This story was actually supposed to just be a generic Kennett drabble for my tumblr account where I write Vampire Diaries drabbles by request (the url is tvddrabbles if anyone's interested), but then I decided to make it all piratey and ended up wanting to make it into it's own story, so here we are.