CHAPTER 5

Hook's Chance

Hook was most unhappy, (not that he ever really was happy). He sat in his hut all day trying over and over again to come up with a plan of revenge to get the flying boy!

He was interrupted by a knock on the door. "What is it!" Hook growled.

Smee, his first mate, nervously walked in, stumbling again on the door frame. "Cap'n, Hurky's back. Says he has urgent news to tell you."

"It had better be good."

Right then the pirate came rushing up almost bumping into Smee. "I followed the boy like you ordered," he said, panting out of breath from running all the way back to the fort. Hurky looked back up at the captain who glared at him impatiently.

"And?"

Hurky had gone over what he would tell the captain when he returned. He decided it was best to leave out the detail of a dark being inhabiting him. "Seems the savages are having a meeting and they want the boy there." Somehow Hurky had remembered that while the darkness was controlling him. Hurky watched Hook intently, the captain seemed to be muttering to himself.

Hook turned to Smee, "Tell three of the men, to report back to me after they hear what the savages have to say at this meeting of theirs."

Smee looked at him confused, "But Cap'n, I don't think the savages will invite us to their meeting."

Hook made an exasperated sigh. "Smee," he said slowly.

"Aye Cap'n?"

"You are an idjit! The men are not going to the meeting."

"But Cap'n you said-" Smee shut up seeing the angry look on Hook's face.

"As I was saying, they will not be in the meeting, they will be hiding behind the hut listening." Hook turned to Hurky. "You got that? I want you and two other men behind the village, you'll hide where they won't see you and when the savages are through you tell me everything they say. Is that clear?"

"Now?" Hurky asked, still somewhat tired from the long trek he had just made.

"Yes, NOW!" Hook roared.

Both men scurried away out of the hut.


Hours later the three men came trudging back to the fort.

"They're back, Captain" called the look-out in one of the palm trees.

They dropped to the ground in front of Hook exhausted. They quickly told the captain what they had overheard. They told in great detail about some odd Pod thing that the boy had apparently been using to get to the other world. Hook listened. An evil smile grew across his face when they told him about the boy's sudden angry out burst when the old savage chieftain told him they were taking the pod. Then taking off, the boy flew over their heads. If he knew the cursed flying boy he knew what the boy would do.

A look out called down from the tree. "I see the boy Cap'n."

Hook whirled 'round, "What? Where?"

"Saw him flying over the beach towards Skull Rock. He had some kind of metal thing in his hand."

A plan was forming in Hook's sinister mind. He could see it now, his chance to get off the island, and get the boy. "Get the men, tell them, tell them to bring guns, and tell them to get aboard the ship."