(This is my fourth fanfic. Like all my others, it's not great, and once again, the chapters are short. Sorry about that. I do hope people enjoy reading it as much as I've enjoyed writing it, just like with all my other fanfics.
The characters in this story do not belong to me, they belong to JM Barrie and Great Ormond Street Hospital…the plotline, however, does belong to me. Unfortunately)
Chapter Three
Wendy had cried herself to sleep after that ordeal. Hook didn't come back, and for that she was glad.
She was woken the next morning by Hook who came in to tell her some bad news.
"You're going to be serving not only me, but all the crew members on this ship, sexually, from now on."
Wendy broke down crying. Then Hook had brought in two of his favourite crew members, and the three of them had 'had a go' with Wendy. After that, they'd untied her and allowed her to wash herself.
Later Hook returned with some lunch. He set it in front of her and began to talk.
"I'm going to be plainly honest. Either you start obeying, doing as you are told and being willing…or we're going to continue to force you, and we'll tire of you sometime, and just kill you. Your choice. Continual rape then death…or an easy life with some sex here and there…and you live. Unless we grow tired of you, then you die anyway." Hook explained.
"You're sick Hook." Wendy hissed.
"Ai. That I am. Still, what is your choice going to be?" he asked. Either one was fine with him.
"I'll wait for Pan to rescue me." She said, folding her arms indignantly.
"One minor fault with that plan." Hook said, hoping she'd raise the subject of Pan.
"What's that?" Wendy asked worriedly.
"We've got Pan and his Lost Boys all on this ship this very moment. You see, once we had you, we knew we could lure Peter Pan and his Lost Boys out to the ship on a rescue mission. That is what they did, and we caught them. with me now' and you'll have the pleasure of seeing my slit their throats, one…by….one." Hook told Wendy. She gasped as he spoke.
"No please." She begged. She jumped off the bed and got on her knees before him, hands clasped together. "Spare their lives. I beg you. I'll be obedient, willing and everything if you let them go."
"Sorry pet. Not going to work. You see, eventually you'll be like that anyway. Only a matter of time. So…right now. I think I'd rather just kill my enemy. Understand? Now…come and watch." Hook ordered, standing up.
"I don't want to see my friends die. I'm not coming." Wendy told Hook. He grabbed her wrist and pulled her up off the floor.
"Either you come and watch, or you come and die with them." He said brutally. Wendy gasped, and then her arm went limp as a sign of giving up. She followed Hook out, head hung low in submission. As she walked onto the deck, she was momentarily blinded. She could still hear though.
"Wendy!" She heard several boys' voices shout. She opened her eyes, and slowly they adjusted to the bright sunlight. Her eyes fell on the Lost Boys and Peter.
"Oh boys!" she exclaimed, pulling free from Hooks grasp and running towards them. Before anyone could stop her, she had enveloped several of them in a tight hug. Suddenly she was wrenched from them by Hook.
"Don't touch them Wendy. You'll put hope in their hearts and they have none. They die, here and now. I thought I'd start with the little ones first." Hook said, pulling one of the twins free. The boys all shouted, but Hook didn't listen, and heartlessly pulled his hook across the boy's neck. He fell to the floor clutching his bleeding throat. He died quickly. His twin was wailing. "Oh shut up." Hook shouted, grabbing the second twin and doing the same thing. Wendy was crying.
"Please Hook…stop." She begged, unable to watch. Hook turned to her.
"Watch them Wendy. You stand and watch, just like last night. If you don't….you'll be punished. Imagine your punishment Wendy, and decide whether or not you want to obey." Hook warned. Images filled Wendy's head, each worse than the last. She pulled her hands away from her face; where they had been covering her eyes. "Excellent." He said. Then he grabbed another lost boy, Nibs. He walked him over until he stood directly in front of Wendy. Then, ignoring Nib's protests, he slit the boy's throat. Wendy screamed as his blood splattered onto her face. She didn't stop watching though, as she saw the life leave his eyes. Hook threw the boys body to a near by pirate who dumped it o top of the twins. Hook pulled Tootles out from among the group. "Watch Wendy." Hook taunted cruelly before he slit another boys throat. Then he pushed the boy onto the pile of his friends' dead bodies, where Tootles presently died. Now only Slightly and Peter were left.
"Don't fear Wendy. To die would be an awful big adventure." Peter said as Hook grabbed Slightly, who made no protest.
"Bye Wendy." Slightly said. "Do your worst." He added to Hook before scowling. Hook nodded, and kneed the young boy in the genitals before slitting his throat. Slightly gurgled with pain, choking on his own blood as he clutched himself. He collapsed onto his friends and drowned on his own blood. Now only Peter was left.
"Ah. The last one. My arch nemesis. Peter Pan." Hook said, pacing in front of Peter. Peter didn't look afraid.
"Oh Hook. Please, let me say goodbye." Wendy begged. Hook turned on her.
"Not a chance Whore." She winced at the cruel term. "Last time I allowed that, you saved him with a Kiss, and I wound up inside that darn crocodile's stomach. Luckily it swallowed me whole and I was able to escape by cutting the beast up from inside. There's no way in hell I'm letting you say goodbye now." Hook snarled.
"You're a cruel man." Wendy said, but she disobeyed him anyway. She stepped to the side and looked at Peter. "Goodbye Peter. I'll never forget you. I'll join you someday."
"You'll join him now if you don't shut up." Hook threatened, grabbing her and placing his hook at her throat. Wendy continued anyway.
"I'm so sorry this has happened. I wish I hadn't come back. Then this wouldn't have happened. I'm so sorry. Goodbye." She said before she thrust herself forward, impaling her own throat on Hook's hook. Hook was surprised and yanked back, cutting her even more. Wendy fell to her knees.
"No!" Peter screamed, trying to reach her. Wendy looked up at him and smiled, blood trickling out of the side of her mouth. She was taking longer to die than any of the boys.
"Shut up you fool. This is good. You get to watch Wendy die, as she watches you die." Hook said suddenly, walking up to Peter and forcing him onto his knees before Wendy. She reached out, a large effort of her part, and gripped his hand. Hook ran his hook along Peter's neck. His blood sprayed on Wendy's face. Hook watched them with a satisfied look on his face as Peter managed to choke one word out as both he and Wendy died.
"Goodbye."