Chapter 10: Daydream Upon Neverland

AN: This chapter is quite a fun happy chapter thankfully! Okay, so things are coming along! I have to work on designs for a couple of things for 4 chapters that are coming up. If you read the previous version you will probably know which things I'm talking about. If not, you shall see soon!

Another note actually. I'm going to be putting the dates at the top of the chapter to keep a consistent timeline. Which might help me know the length of time for each world, etc.

Keep an eye on my profile for updates.

-April 1, 2009-

Hazel's POV

The far away sound of wind rushing by became more prominent as I swam closer to consciousness. When my eyes finally opened, I saw what looked like a volcano getting taller. My vision took in the rest of the area to the horrifying discovery of my quickening voyage towards the forest below me.

I began screaming; flailing my arms to grasp the air as if it would stop my falling. The screams turned to ones of pain as I cradled my broken arm to my chest. I could feel every branch and leaf brush, scratch, and penetrate my skin and clothing on the way down. I landed on the ground with a loud thud.

Right on my broken arm.

I didn't recognize the piercing screams that echoed through the trees. Birds, primates, and other animals echoed their distress, fleeing from their hiding places.

Darkness overtook my senses immediately.

When I gained consciousness once more, I could feel a gentle rocking of my body. Letting out a week groan, my eyes opened and took in a quick survey of the room.

I found myself lying upon a light colored dirty hammock in a dimly candlelit room with wooden walls. A dresser stood beside the door in the corner. I moved my elbow an inch up, anticipating in fright for the pain. However, it was only a heavily sore feeling as my arm was wrapped in bandages and in a sling. One handed, I attempted to climb out of the bed.

It was an abrupt failure and the entire hammock flipped upside down and I landed once more on my incapacitated arm.

I screamed once more, tears trailing down my cheeks. The door swung open. Through blurry vision and pain clouded mind, I observed a large round man with greying hair approach. I whimpered, attempting to back away until my head hit the wall. I squeezed my eyes shut tightly.

"You're awake, miss! Oh!" He halted his steps, his nasally voice pausing, "Don't be frightened, miss. I'm only here to check on your injuries. Captain's orders."

I blinked once, the blurriness dissipating. I blinked once more and gasped. I recognized his voice, "Smee!"

The man nodded, "Yes that is my name. Do I know you, miss?"

I grinned widely, "Nowaynowaynoway. You don't mean to tell me... I'm in Neverland?! Hell if I'm dreaming really good!"

"Smee, is the girl awake now? You were ordered to find me immediately, you blubbering idiot." A deep husky voice boomed from behind the door.

Smee began stammering out an apology, opening the door quickly. I gulped at the sight of the tall dark haired man in a long crimson captain's coat. I gaped in awe a moment later as he stepped closer with a cold indifferent expression.

"Hook!" I squealed loudly, "This is so weird! I'm not dreaming am I? Right?!"

I pinched my side with my good hand, squealing happily at the slight pain. The tall man raised an eyebrow, "What is your name, my dear?"

"Hazel! Hazel Slazahia." My smile faltered at the strange look on his face.

"Slazahia? Sage...?" He whispered.

I blinked, "...You had a thing for my mom?"

"Your mother?" He looked away, "I wondered what had become of her. Is she... well?"

Smee piped up, "Oh! Sage, yes! A lovely woman! The crew misses her singing and dancing dearly."

I snorted, "If you really knew my mom, you'd know she's a sucky singer and horrible dancer."

Hook smirked, "She was a delight nonetheless." His smirk fell abruptly, "Do you wish to follow in her footsteps?"

I blinked, "Wait, what?"

He growled, "Do you seek piracy or insist on following blindly to that brat Pan?"

I didn't answer for a few moments before grinning widely, "Peter's here too!? Oh man this day can't get any better! But I don't know what I'm doing." My grin faded, "I don't know what I'm doing here. How did I get here? I-I was falling... From the sky or something..."

Hook nodded once, "Well, my dear. You can stay here on my ship, as we will not be returning to shore for some time."

I pouted, "Alright fine!" With a grin, I struggled to my feet with one hand all but climbing the wall, "Can I go explore?!" Without waiting for a response, I ducked underneath his raised arm which had been holding the door open.

I raced down the hall, opening a few doors at random before finally seeing blue sky. I walked out in awe to see various men working or lazing around the deck.

All eyes fell on me. I giggled and waved, "Hello, folks! What's crackalackin'?"

One of the men in a group lounging near one of the sets of stairs at the other end of the deck stood up silently. Every inch of skin that showed was covered in tattoos.

I heard footsteps echo behind me. "Men. Most of you should remember Sage Slazahia." A murmur of recognition swept through the air, "This is her daughter, Hazel. Treat her all the same. If a hair is out of line you'll walk the plank."

I giggled once more. The tattooed man suddenly grinned widely and hurried over to me. I blinked, stepping back a step before he picked me up and set me on top of his shoulder, "SING FOR US!"

Loud roaring cheers shook the floorboards. A dark red flashed across my cheeks, though I could feel my grin widening, "I think I inherited my mom's skills though..."

Hook smiled wickedly, putting a warm hand gently on my shoulder connected to my broken arm, "My dear, you must let us hear at least one!"

With a quick deep breath, I began one of the many Disney pirate songs I had in store. With my voice on the song, my eyes on the dancing crew, and my hand on my new friend Bill Jukes, I ignored the feelings, and quiet almost inaudible voices in the back of my mind insisting that I look deeper into what had happened over the last couple of days.