New chapter! AND NEW DISCALIMER: I DO NOT OWN ANYTHING :) UNLESS... *evil thought* hmmm. Ok, soo HOOK HAS FEELINGS! *applause!* He isn't really alone and has experienced love. HIS STORY IS IN THIS CHAPTER! 3 Ok, I'm in fangirl mode...better read some more...

-MLB12


Lacey flew over to the clouds where Peter and she were earlier. She plopped down and sunk into it, glad she was alone. Now, she just thought. Was her father a liar? Why did he leave Dabloon? Was it about her, or her mother's death? Did he let his rage out on others?

Hundreds of questions filled her head and then she dug the poison out of her pocket. Her father made it out of the red of his eyes, when mother passed away. Her name was Evelyn. He always told Lacey that she had her mother's spirit and pursuance. The story behind their romance was quite interesting at least it was to Lacey.

It was an average, dark day in Dabloon. Her father was eighteen, and the most handsome pirate on the island. Her mother was fifteen, Lacey's age, and just learning how to shoot a gun. Hook's name was just James at that time, nothing special, and he had both of his hands.

At the hour of nine was when James always took a jog around the island. More like a full on sprint. All of the girls always huddled in groups, pretending to talk when he ran by, giggling. Evelyn, though, never paid any attention. She was always in between the stone buildings practicing her shooting. When James was running, he heard the bangs of the gun releasing bullets. He loved fights. So, he went to check out where it came from.

When he crept over to the dark alley, he was shocked. All he saw was a young lass with brown hair firing a gun at windows. Every time she shot, it was perfect. As he crept closer, she noticed him and fired. The iron bullet flew right past his short-clipped black hair and hit a person in the head, killing them.

"I always hated Rosaline." Was her mother's reply to the dead corpse.

"That was bloody brilliant!" James looked at her in admiration.

"This is a show, the handsomest pirate on Dabloon, who doesn't notice every girl fall at his feet, and he's admiring a girl who just got a gun."

"I've never seen such an accurate shot." James said looking her dead in the eyes, "What's your name?"

"Why do you care to know?" she turned away.

"Well, I wanted to maybe do some pillaging with you, I mean if you wanted." James scratched the back of his neck, clearly nervous.

She looked at him and aimed the gun at his hand. He flinched.

"I'm Evelyn." She aimed the gun down, spun on her boots, and walked away.

"Meet you here at dawn?" James shouted, hoping to get a reply.

"It's a date." She called back, making him smile to himself.

At dawn, the two met and successfully burned down five pirate ships and avoided about two hundred gunshots. They just laughed and ran. When they finally made it to the other side of town, they collapsed on the black sand, smiling.

"What a rush…" Evelyn smiled looking over at James who then replied with a wink.

"Want to do this every night?" he asked wiping the sweat from his brow.

"I'd like that."

He tenderly cupped her face in his hands and they kissed, for a long time. It was a hungry kiss, like every second mattered. They rolled around in the sand passionately, until daybreak.

"I love you." James held Evelyn's hand as he looked into her green eyes.

"I love you too." She smiled as they kissed again.

"Let's get married."

"What?" Anxiety was in her voice as the word came out.

"Do you love me?"

"Well yes but-"

"Then marry me." James smiled and held her close as she pondered the decision.

"Alright, I'll marry you." She leaned in as they kissed some more, this time more tenderly. Anyone who came across their path would get shot.

Lacey continued to imagine about the fantasy when a voice cut through, "Are you alright?" She then felt a hand grip hers.