Wendy pounded on the door before her. She had been thrown into the Captain's quarters and of course was not happy. "Let me out!" she yelled. With each word her fists would hit harder and harder against the wood. Why was she here? Who was this character Shin? What was Hook's plan? All questions that stood out in her mind with the sea of other questions and thoughts. She stopped hitting the door for a minute as she needed to catch her breath. She took in a few good deep breaths before raising her fists one more time. Before she brought them down to the door, she paused. This would get her no where. Hook would wait till she tiered herself out and then he would approach her. She needed to save her strength if she wanted to get out of her to find Peter. She knew something was definitely wrong. He would of came for her by now... Wouldn't he?
Wendy rested her back against the door as she lowered her eyes to the floor. This world may of looked the same, but it had changed in a way. She was also growing up so of course things would seem different to her. She let her eyes trail the floor as she sunk to it, bringing her knees to her chest. Looking around the cabin from the floor Wendy noticed a bit of other changes. For one, there were clocks all over the place, all broken and set to different times. She slowly got to her feet and ventured further into the cabin still taking in the new changes. Hook's treasure for one was... different. The jewels and gems looked not like the ones from last time. They looked more like the old crown jewels from the kings and queens of old London. She only knew this because of her studies in history. They also mentioned that this treasure was stolen from the crown in the early 1700's.
She wondered a bit further towards the back, where a red captain's chair was. Next to it was a medium sized table. Looked more like a tea table to her. On it was a bunch of random things. An hourglass with black sand that stood still, a light blue hand mirror with no mirror, a box full of vials with different colored fairy dust, and a small black velvet bag. She picked up the bag and poured out some of it's contents into the palm of her hand. "Black sand?" she asked herself. She placed the sand back, now turning back to the room. A very confused look was almost plastered to her face. There had to be more to this, something was up, and she would find out what it was.
Wendy placed the bag into her night gown pocket. She paused... She was still in her nightgown. "Oh dear." She whispered to herself. As a child she normally would not care, but she was almost sixteen and as a young woman... Somethings are meant to be covered well. She raced to Hook's wardrobe hoping to find something suitable for her to wear. Of course he wouldn't mind, but then again she really didn't care. It was his own fault for kidnapping her in the middle of the night.
She opened the doors and started to pull clothes out. "For a grown man, he sure does have a lot of clothes." she said out loud to herself. She started to toss coats, hats and shirts out onto the floor. Making room so she could look through the clothes better. "Ah!" she chirped out. She pulled out a nice blue gown, just her size. The gown was long and had a corset like top. The sleeves were long with a bell effect. As she quickly put on the gown she frowned a little, the top part stopped right below her shoulders. She tried to pull the cloth over her shoulders, but no success. Well she could always find a coat or a jacket...
She ran her hands through her hair and started to pull it back into a mid ponytail. Finding a red ribbon nearby she tied her hair up into a somewhat neat bun. Finally she felt a little bit better, but she still needed something to go over her shoulders. She headed back for the wardrobe, placing the black velvet bag into one of the pockets on the new dress. She turned around quickly to the main door as she heard someone come into the room. "Hook." She narrowed her eyes towards the pirate.
"What is it that you want with me?" She asked.
Hook looked around his quarters as he slowly made his way over to Wendy, "I'm sure you know why you are here." he stopped at his chair and looked down at the table. He slowly picked up the hour glass looking at it, flipping it up side down and then right side up again. He placed it back down seeing as the sand still did not move. He looked up to Wendy and noticed the small changes she had made to her wear and hair. "I see you took it upon yourself to make yourself comfortable." he looked at the floor and to his clothing. Wendy crossed her arms over her chest, "You still haven't answered me, Hook." Hook nodded a bit to her words.
"Ever wonder why Peter never came back to visit you?" Hook asked. He turned and let himself fall into his red comfy chair. Wendy blinked a little before placing up a hard front. "He's been busy... Fighting you." she stated. She was keeping her ground. "Really?" Hook asked smirking a little at her. "Because four years ago you came to Neverland, four years ago Pan once stole my ship to take you home, four years ago... Was the last time I saw Pan. I have been searching for him ever since then." Hook rested his chin on the knuckles of his left hand. "After you left Neverland Peter was never heard from again. Not even a single light or sound from that fairy of his either."
Wendy wasn't sure of what to make of all this. For all she knew, Hook could be lying. "Prove it." She said. Her ground was starting to loose it's stand as she kind of felt a truth to Hook's words. Hook moved to the grand window in the back of his cabin. He pulled the curtains back more than what they already had been and pointed to the sun. "The next day when I found my ship, it was empty. Treasure was still on it, nothing vandalized, everything was all perfect... Except Neverland. That sun has not moved from that spot in four years." Hook was starting to sound pissed off. To live in the hot sun for four years... Who wouldn't be ticked off?
"That's not..." "Enough prof?" Hook didn't let her finish. Wendy would of protested, but didn't. She wasn't sure what to really say, what to question... "Question." she uttered. Hook sneered down at her as he walked right up to her. "Yes?" he asked drawing out his word. "That boy... The one whom you sent to bring me here... Who is he?" she asked. Hook smirked a little, "Someone you shouldn't concern yourself with." he turned to walk away but Wendy seemed to find her ground again. "You will answer my questions. You brought me here, the least you could do is answer me." She narrowed her eyes and let her arms stick to her sides. Her hands balled up into fists as she stared down Hook. "Now tell me who he is." Her tone was scary and strong.
Hook looked a bit amused, "His name is Shin, of the Blackwood Forest." Hook smirked as Wendy's reaction. He could see the gears turning in her head trying to put things together. "He doesn't come from this world... He's from" "The left star." Wendy blinked as she looked to Hook. By how he didn't say anything she knew her answer was right. "He's from the left star?" she now had to double check. Hook nodded, "Not just the left star... but the world hiding in the left star." Hook's face turned pale as he continued. "If dreams came from Neverland, then nightmares came from that land. I still have no idea what they call that place... That hell... But I do know one thing." Hook walked back to the small table and picked up the hour glass.
"That place is the reason why everything is Frozen."
Hook walked over to Wendy and placed the hourglass on the large treasure table next to her. "This is no ordinary hour glass. The black sand is actually a powerful dust that comes from a place called the Blackwood Forest. The dust is called Nightshade, it's the very same dust that causes nightmares. It's the dark side to fairy dust. Like how Pan would always tell you to think happy thoughts to fly, this dust needs anger, sadness, and above all your darkest fears." Hook reached out to Wendy and slipped the tip of his hook into one of her pockets. Hooking the black bag she had taken he pulled it out of her pocket. "This is not something to be played with." He added as he took the bag from his hook.
He turned his back to her walking away back to the table. He placed the bag back and picked up the box of vials in his left hand. He turned back to face her. "Inside this box is all the different kinds of pixie and fairy dust, all that are good. Each one gives the user a different power." He brought the box over to Wendy and handed it to her. Wendy opened the box and looked inside it once more. Before on the table the vials all looked normal, but now in her hands the dust in the vials began to glow. Hook smiled at this. "Looks to me like you have yet to grow up. You may look like you are, but inside, you are still a child." He smirked a bit.
Wendy looked from Hook back to the box and frowned to herself. It's not that she didn't want to grow up... But something about her not growing up made her a bit sad. Did she really want to grow up? Or did she want to stay a child like Peter.
"So what does all this mean?" She asked placing the box down next to the hourglass. Hook sat back down in his chair and picked up the mirror-less hand mirror. "i was hoping that you could tell me." He said looking the mirror over before placing it back. "I found all these things with that Nightmare and his pixie. But when I found him, both were frozen solid. Along with the rest of the left star." Wendy let her mind collapse with all the new information. New questions and still no real answers.
"So you didn't bring me hear for some devious plan, you brought me here because you need help." Wendy found a seat in an empty chair by the treasure table. "Peter is missing, night wont come to Neverland, and the left star is frozen over..." Wendy looked to Hook. "Not to mention my world has been covered in snow for the past couple of days... It's almost summer, and winter has taken over." Hook and Wendy's eyes both meet. "You got any plans?" Hook asked as a sly smirk came to his face. Wendy blinked as her eyes broke from Hook's gaze and meet the floor for a moment. When she looked back up a smile graced her lips. "I think I do." Hook laughed a little to her words, "Then let us not waist any more time."
