Hello everyone! I am so happy I've finally been able to get the story on the internet. I've been working on it for just about a year, and it's finally ready for all you to read. This fanfic is based upon the 2003 film version of Peter Pan. (the one with the o so sexy Jason Issacs as Captain Hook) This is a HookOc. I hope you all enjoy it, and all your reviews with be greatly appreciated. Hope you enjoy it!

Disclaimer: I own nothing to do with Peter Pan. (but a girl can wish :P)

Chapter One: A Story

The sun shone warmly down upon the salty sand of the beach. Waves crashed against the shore sending three children scurrying away from the cool waters and onto untouched grounds. Squeals could be heard from the elder boy and girl, while a small toddler rushed as fast as his stubby legs could carry him after his siblings. "Simon! Gabrielle! Hayden!" a woman called not far behind them. The three stopped in their tracks and turned to acknowledge the lady that was their mother. "Please don't wander too far," she gently yet forcefully instructed.

The two elder children, Simon and Gabrielle, nodded in understanding before playfully rushing back to challenge the waves. Little Hayden stood motionless watching as his mother and father gradually neared him.

"Let them play. They're only children once you know," her husband spoke in a deep, alluring voice.

The lady looked at her husband. A small smile played across her rosy pink lips. "That's very true," she replied quietly turning her gaze back to her youngest son.

"Mama! Papa!" he called as best he could while reaching his short arms towards them. Within moments, his father had him joyfully sitting atop his shoulders.

Unlike most people at the beach that day, it was not the relaxing waves that caused a broad smile to cover the lady's features but the fairytale like picture of her family before her. Years ago, she would have never been able to guess that this wonderful future would be hers.

"Are you alright?" he husband asked pulling her out of her stance-like state.

"Hmmm? What was that, darling?"

He stared down at her for a moment. "Never mind."

"Mama! Papa! Look! It's a pirate ship!" Simon and Gabrielle shouted pointing across the ocean waves to a small sailing ship flying the Jolly Roger.

"So there is," the man beside her said as he shifted Hayden into a more comfortable position upon his shoulders.

She could not help but cast a laughing glace towards him. Although he did not acknowledge it, she knew he had seen by the tiny upturn in the corner of his mouth.

"Mother! Is there really such a thing as pirates?" Gabrielle asked as he and his sister joined the rest of their family.

"Of course there is," she told them. "What would ever make you think otherwise?"

"I have never seen one," Simon matter-of-factly answered.

His sister vigorously nodded her head in agreement.

"Just because you have never met one, does not mean that they do not exist," she informed them.

She stared down at them detecting the doubt in their eyes. With a weary sigh she held out her hands to them. "Come and sit with me," their mother told them as they took her hands and followed her to a large sand dune and sat before her. "I'm going to tell you a story about a very legendary pirate."

"Really?" the two exclaimed in disbelief as their father and little brother sat alongside their mother.

"Yes, really," she said placing her toddler son onto her lap. "He was the captain of the Jolly Roger, and his name was Captain James Hook.

"Captain Hook was, by reputation, a ruthless pirate. He was known for the hook he had instead of a right hand."

"What happened to his hand, mother?" Gabrielle asked puzzled.

"It was cut off by a young, rather frustrating, boy by the name of Peter Pan. After doing so, the boy threw it to a crocodile. The animal liked it so much that he soon wanted more of the captain. If it hadn't swallowed a clock, the captain would have met his end a long time before the story I'm about to tell you took place. You see, every time the croc would come close, Hook would hear the tick tock of the clock, warning him of the danger.

"But to start the story off right, I must first tell you about a young lady by the name of Emily."