Prologue

"Jolly, what shall we name her?" Captain James Hook asked his wife Jolly Roger, holding their daughter in his arms. His eyes were tear-stained, for Jolly would pass soon. They had claimed she wouldn't make it past the birth, they were right of course. For Jolly, was on death's bed. Her final moments were naming their daughter.

"Luna, for her dark hair. Though, dear, she will not have dark hair in the sun. She will be blonde, for then she will be named Sire." Jolly replied with the small amount of energy she had left.

"How could you have known?"

"I have watched her this day. When she was born, she was blonde, now she has dark hair."

"I love you, Jolly. I hope to take good care of our daughter."

"James, you will."

With that, her eyes closed. Her breath hitched before stopping, her heart beat slowed. Jolly Roger, was pronounced dead of that morning.

The Legend of Hook's Daughter

She was known for heart-breaks. She was known for not being able to love. She was known for her dangerous skills with a dagger. She was known for her beauty. She was known for her way to disarm a man with a smile. She was known for her beautiful voice. She was most known for being the Captain's daughter. Her name was feared, but she had two. They kept her hidden, for Peter Pan and the Lost Boys knew nothing about her. As, she herself knew nothing of them.

"Luna!" Her father called.

"Coming Father!" Luna called back.

It was night, Luna's dark hair was flowing down her back, a small velvet hat with a beautiful red feather in it was atop her head. Her shirt, red, was unbuttoned to the third button of her shirt. Tied at the bottom showing off a bit of her stomach. Dark black pants were tight to her legs. Ankle high leather boots were laced up, and a leather brown belt was strapped to her waist. A hilt of her favorite weapon, the dagger, was in place. Her curves showed through her non aging sixteen year old body. Her ruby red lips were in a permanent upturn of her lips, along with her flawless pale skin. Her eyes, a glinting blue, was never faltered. Her steps had a small bounce to it, for she itched to run, flip, and fight. At this hour, she looked like her father. Night was when she looked like her father, in the day she looked like her mother. She never acted different, but the look made it seem so.

"Yes Father?" Luna grinned leaning against the door.

"Its time you and I have a chat." He motioned for her to step inside.

Her father's dark hair, much like her own, had been trimmed. His favorite red shirt and black pants were worn. As this was his only outfit, and his favorite color. For red was the color of blood, and love. His knee high boots also worn, along with a larger version of her hat. His face was most English like, long with the shadow of a mustache. His eyes like her's in the night, was a color of the sky. Though, duller do to the loss of his love and her mother, Jolly. As the ship they lived on was named for her, The Jolly Roger.

"Yes?" She took a seat in her father's favorite chair.

"I must tell you a story, you may be interested in." He took the seat opposite of her.

"Oh, do tell father." Luna smiled and tried to look interested. Usually these "chats" are most boring.

"This is the story of Peter Pan and the Lost Boys." He's eyes glinted with hatred for these names.

"Peter Pan and the Lost Boys? Why, have I never heard of them before?"

"I've wanted to keep you safe, though I know your reputation through the men, they adore you. Not to mention, are feared by your skills. Though, this boy, was the one who disarmed even me!"

"Then I must be feared, no one can disarm you. Not even I."

"That is right, so when I do let you adventure for your birthday-"

"Did I hear that correctly? Your letting me explore Neverland!"

"Let me finish, I want you to stay away from them. For I heard there is a party going on where the men will wear masks, and there will be Faeries. I will let you go, and explore all day, as Sire, then at night when you return to be Luna, come home and get ready for this party."

"Sounds amazing! Thank you Father!" Luna jumped to hug her father.

Many years had she had to stay in Pirates Cove, but now she would get to explore! Let alone did she know what was to happen to her.