My Guardian Angel


Prologue: Shadows Of The Past

Hook was sat at the desk within his cabin as he glared at the instrument on his wrist he would now use for his hand. The blasted reminder of this horrid day that was to become his namesake. He slammed the instrument into the wood of his desk causing it to split and he sighed before closing his eyes. His brother was dead… His Milah was dead. He was truly alone. He stood before approaching the safe on the shelf before awkwardly using his left hand to twist the nob as he input the combination and heard a clink before pulling it open. He reached in before pulling out an aged piece of parchment and looked at with an expression that showed both sadness and guilt. It was a child's drawing. Innocent you might say but this was a drawing a much younger and much more innocent Killian Jones had drawn of him and his best friend. His imaginary friend that is. He turned before placing the paper on his desk before using his still intact fingers to brush against the sketch,

"Marina" he whispered simply and turned quickly to find a woman standing behind him with an expression mixed with anger and sadness,

"I'm surprised that you even remember my name. Never mind the fact that after all this time you call me now" she said simply and all Hook could do was look at her in shock.


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TheAuthor1996