Chapter 10: Naughty Pet
The pirates around him gasped slightly, and Killian knew what they wanted.
But Hook hesitated. He and his whole crew could be saved, all he'd have to do is ruin the life of a young innocent girl. What's one life, compared to fifteen others?
Pan stood there, waiting as the captain thought it over. Even if Hook refused, Pan would search the ship anyway and eventually... He'd find her.
Then they'd all be dead. "I'm waiting." Pan stated impatiently. "Do we have a deal?"
The pirate glanced at his crew, who stared back at him with pleading eyes. "Alright... She... She's in the cabin." He whispered.
Peter grinned. "Excellent." Of course, Pan had sent Felix to find the girl all for nought. It was alright though, Felix would think of it as an exercise.
As Pan made his way towards the captain's cabin door, Hook stopped him. "Wait. What are you going to do to her?"
Pan chuckled. "Nothing that I've never done before. She knows what to expect when she runs away like this, Killian. She will be punished. Severely." He added under his breath, as he barged passed the captain and opened the locked door effortlessly. "LILY!" He yelled.
Then all of a sudden, he was out of sight and the whole crew could hear Lily scream in pain, sadness and fear.
Just the sound of her cries broke Killian's heart, knowing that he had given her away, that he was the one who betrayed her.
Her cheek was burning red when she was being dragged out of the door by her hair. "Please! No! NO!" And the begging went on and on and on until Peter slapped her.
"Stop!" Hook yelled, drawing his sword. "You're hurting her."
Peter looked at him as though he was the most stupidest man he had ever encountered. "That's the point." He replied before he and Lily both disappeared, leaving Hook feeling as guilty as the day his wife had been killed.
As she had expected, they appeared in the tree house, the circular room that had been in every nightmare, the room where everything happens.
This was the center hell on the island, Pan's bedroom. Her glassy pale eyes widened when she saw the shattered bits of glass and china all over the floor.
She took in all she could, including the small curtain that she had ripped on her first ever night on the island, when Pan first attacked her, the black scorch mark on the floor where Pan through a candle across the room in one of his rages... And she looked at more and more dark memories around her until she was pushed brutally on to the floor, her knees cutting from the impact.
In a split second, Pan was before her. "No, Please! No, no, no. No!" She pleaded. "I-I'm sorry! Please-"
He crouched down to her level and held his dagger close to her face. "You say 'please' again and you'll wish you hadn't." He warned.
She bit her lip. "I-I'm s-sorry..." She whimpered. "I-I won't run anymore... I-I promise!"
His eyes flashed. "I know you won't!" He hissed. "Because I'm going to punish you this time, Lily. And you are going to scream."
Her eyes widened in horror. "NO! P-Don't! I beg you!"
He snarled as he grabbed her face, "I am going to fuck you as brutally as I can, pet." He hissed as he dragged Lily towards his bed. "If you try to fight me, I will let every one of my boys fuck you too."
She whimpered in response as he started undoing her dress. "You can scream, cry and beg but it will continue until I say it's over." He growled.
"Give me another chance! I-I'm begging you!" She pleaded. "Don't do this!"
He ripped the rest of her gown off of her with a single pull before pushing her roughly on the bed. "You're going to understand that I own you. When we are done here tonight, you will always know who you are loyal to."
Lily went to look away from him, but Peter prevented her as he grabbed her chin. "You will show me that you are an obedient little pet, won't you?" Lily closed her eyes, causing his grip to tighten. "Won't you?!" He growled.
"Yes." She cried.
The smile that appeared in his lips could have been charming in someone else's point of view, but in Lily's it was proof that he wanted her hurt. "Good girl." He stroked her head soothingly, before he straddled her.
"Wh-why are you doing this?" She sobbed. "Why?"
He frowned. "Because naughty little whores get punished when they disobey!" He seethed. "You should know that by now."
"I-I know I disobeyed you... But why this? Why can't you just kill me?" She asked, her tone barely audible, but Peter still heard it.
He grinned. "Oh darling, you know I can't kill you. Not when I know that's what you want." He chuckled. "No. There's only one other reason..."
"What?" She whispered.
The cold, evil laugh ringed through her ears like a loud shrill scream. "Because I enjoy it." He replied before his mouth devoured hers.