AUTHOR'S NOTE: Okay, I am back and I have completely finished the story. I'll be uploading 1 chapter a week and I believe there is 3 more chapters to go after this before this story is complete :) Anyway ENJOY!
Chapter 11 - The fight
Flying around the ship wasn't easy without being noticed, I'd done it for the last 5 minutes just spying on every single pirates' actions. How long was I going to keep this up? How Peter did this constantly without getting caught just blew my mind, I was nervous for every second that ticked by. I could hear my heart in my ears and it felt like a huge golf ball was lodged down my throat as I just waited.
"You nervous?", Tink whispered in my ear. I nodded frantically, not trusting myself to speak as I could easily give us away with a single whisper. "Well you shouldn't be, just think of the outcome. We win every time, quit worrying yourself. Think positive". I nodded taking in what she said, exhaling a deep shaky breath. Tinkerbelle patted my ear with her tiny palm, "Come on girl the coast is clear, its time for your fifteen minutes of fame", she encouraged flying upwards and over the rail of the top deck. I had to do this, for the boys and especially for Peter; this is what was going to make me officially a woman.
I slowly but steadily flew up to the rail of the lower deck to see Hook giving the boys one hell of a time. "You know what's going to happen with those two weasels come to save your petty little backsides? I'll kill them, snapping their necks and chopping their corpses into tiny pieces for that damn crocodile to eat. And all while every single one of you watches. I wouldn't want you to miss a thing", he snarled tickling under Cubby's chin with his bony, disgusting finger like Cubby was some little toddler. To Hook's disappointment he didn't receive a reaction from a single one of the boys, they continued to stare him down with narrowed eyes.
I figured I'd go in at the perfect moment just like Peter always seems to but I'm not exactly Peter am I? If I'm honest I just wanted the boys back and for all of this to be over and done with so we could maybe start a new chase with Hook tomorrow, so I decided just to swoop in now. I flew down onto the deck, my boots landing with a small thud as I put my hands on my hips. The boys looked at me amazed but Hook hadn't exactly heard me yet. Oh boy, was he about to get a surprise. "You'll never win so why think of the aftermath?", I asked in a sarky voice, now leaned up against the nearest wooden pole with my arms folded firmly across my chest and my eye brow raised, a smirk on my face.
Hook swung round, his coat's tail swinging round with him making this ever so more dramatic. He scowled at me, pointing his dirty finger. "You", he said with such disgust in his voice.
"Yes, me", I said with such courage, leaning up right and walking towards him. I opened my arms straight, welcoming him in. "Are we going to get this over with or am I going to have to wait all day?".
"Oh we're getting this over with…and you will DIE", He threatened lunging towards me, snatching his sword out and pointing it in my direction.
I flew upwards just about missing him. I laughed at his frustration, now I know why Peter found this so fun. "Nuh-uh-uh", I waggled my finger at him. "You didn't think you were going to get me that easily did you? Silly, old codfish", I laughed once again.
His eyes narrowed at me, "boys", he called. The next thing I knew I heard a sizzling sound and a huge BOOM; Oh god no, not a cannon ball. As the round object came hurling towards me I swiftly dodged it, only to have three more fired at me. I also dodged them much to my delight.
I pouted, crossing my arms most likely looking like a toddler who was about to have a tantrum. "No fair Hook, cannon balls against one girl? Now you're just playing dirty".
He bowed, taking his hat off. Looking up at me he smiled his evil smile, the one where you knew he was up to something you just didn't know what. "That's just the way I roll my dear".
My arms now down by my side with my fists in balls, I stomped my foot in a childish manner. Suddenly it was as if a light-bulb had gone off in my head, I had an idea. "So if you're going to play unfairly…", my smirk grew as I continued my sentence. "…THEN SO AM I!". I shot at lightening speed towards the lost boys, drawing my own sword out and in one swift motion I cut the ropes around them away allowing them to run free.
Hook gasped not expecting that one. How could he not expect that? I bet Peter's pulled that one loads of times. Well they do say that codfishes just never learn…
If there's one thing you should know about the lost boys, its this. The boys never went around unarmed, they were attacked so many times that they had to so they could be prepared for when Hook striked again.
Looking from side to side I saw each and every one of the boys had their weapons drawn and were in threatening positions, ready to kill. Turning my head back towards the enemy I held my sword out, now I was just in the mood for fighting and killing a few pirates. There's only three things left to say now; Bring. It. On. "CHAAAARRRGGGGGGEEEE!", I yelled at the top of my lungs running towards the filthy beasts, the boys hot on my tail.
None of us paid attention to what each other were doing and focused on keeping ourselves alive while doing our most favourite thing; killing ourselves some pirates. I didn't pay attention to who I was slaying, except them being pirates of course; I just sliced, diced and stabbed any time I saw the enermy. It was almost too easy. I was enjoying it so much that I was laughing and smiling as I battled. Those days that I would practise sword fighting in my bedroom came in useful finally. I hadn't even a scratch on me, the pirates around me were another story as they laid dead surrounded by a pool of their own blood or sometimes even others, there was so much of it. It truly did look like a battle now.
I saw green flash at the corner of my eye several times but I was too occupied to pay attention to it.
You could tell we were immature children, in battle you were meant to frown or stay stoned-faced and concentrate, the pirates were doing that but not well enough. Us, children had grins on our faces and at times we were laughing so hard that some of us almost had our legs give in but we managed to keep that side of it under control.
Suddenly as I was finishing off yet another pirate I was grabbed roughly around my waist and pulled backwards, cold metal hitting my throat. "Come out, come out, come out where ever you are Peter. We know you're here, I can smell your disgusting scent from a mile away", Hook demanded. I'd realised with the old cigar smell lingering and the rum on his breath that it was high who had me captive. As everyone stopped fighting and we listened intently for just one, tiny little noise but nothing. Nothing at all. "Pan, I'm warning you now that if you don't show yourself the girl gets her throat slit. Who'll be there to love you then?", he threatened menacingly. Still nothing as a minute ticked by. "Fine, if you want it that way…", he trailed. I didn't know what he was going to do until I was all of a sudden hit by the worst pain I'd ever felt in my life.; it was slow and torturous making me scream a high-pitch sound that was painful for even the damaged of ears. I didn't care though, the pain was so horrible that I just wanted it to be over quickly if I was going to die.
I didn't have the energy to even beg for him to stop, my energy was more consumed in reacting to my pain. But thankfully somebody did beg for me, "Please stop. Take me if you have to but please don't hurt her anymore than you already have I beg of you". The pain stopped and I could open my tightened eyes. I looked towards the voice to see Peter right in front of me and Hook looking helpless, he looked as if he could feel my pain as I saw his eyes look glassy like he was ready to cry.
"I'll only let the girl go if I can kill you", demanded Hook, his shouts and anger making me cower in fright.
He nodded, looking towards the ground as a tear ran down his face that he didn't want anyone to see. "O-okay", he stuttered. "Just let her go and you can have me, I give myself up", he finished making everyone including me gasp. He couldn't do that! Please god, don't let him do this.
"Fine", Hook spat. Without warning he slammed me towards the deck so hard that a few of my ribs cracked. I stayed down in more pain. Not wanting me to be in the middle of this more than I already was and to get me out of the way, Nibs and Slightly ran out one taking under my arms and the other grabbing my legs and they carried me to the sidelines where the rest of the boys were. I smiled at them in thanks and continued watching. "Now that broot is out of the way, its time for you to carry out your promise".
A sob escaped Peter's throat as he nodded and went on his knees, bowing ready for Hook to make his strike. He wasn't really going to do this was he? I wasn't going to let him! Even with the pain I was having I ran over to him, crushing him as I wrapped my arms around him. "Don't do this", I cried, as he sat up and returned my gesture.
"Baby I have to. I promised. You know that if I could spend forever and beyond with you I would. I love you more than I've ever loved anything. You're my world, my sunshine. When tink came and told me what you were planning I had to come and rescue you just in case it went wrong, be your saviour; your hero. Alexis, baby I love you, don't you ever forget that", he said separating our hug, looking at me dead in the eyes with his hands on my shoulders.
Tears flowing freely down both of our faces, I pulled him back into a hug trying to remember his every single feature and everything about him that made me love him in the first place. The way he smells like honey mixed with pine-wood, the way he was screw up his nose when something confused him, the way he would the far side of his lip when something was bothering him, the way his hair was always scruffy and un-brushed but made you love him all the more; it was the little things, the things you hardly noticed that I loved most about him. "I love you too". I played with his hair as we separated once again. His cheeks still very much wet, he was smiling. Forgetting where we were we began leaning in for one last kiss. The moment our lips touched, it felt like ecstasy. We kissed each other slowly, treasuring every moment.
Sadly our moment was interrupted by a very impatient Hook, "I hate to interrupt this lovey dovey moment you kids are having but I have some very long overdue killing of Peter Pan to do". We separated, I nodded understanding and made my way back to the boys. Peter went back into his original position which made me sob, slapping a hand over my mouth to stop too much noise from coming out as tears streamed down my face, hitting my hand on the way down and running down that.
Hook raised his sword above his own head, holding it in two hands and ready to plunge at any given moment. Peter turned his head towards me and mouthed at me 'I love you', I mouthed the same back with a weak smile making him smile back as he turned his head back towards the ground. Hook, with courage, began to plunge the sword down. Peter could feel that this was happening as he very tightly kept his eyes closed biting his lip.
Out of nowhere Slightly got up from his position screaming, "NOOOOO", and running towards the scene that was before us.
I tried to grab him but he was too fast for me. "Slightly no!", I cried. It seemed like everything was going in slow motion as Slightly ran and collapsed on top of Peter, protecting him from what was about to become. Never-the-less Hook didn't stop and the sword plunged right into Slighty's back, making Slightly cough a little bit as blood came up.
Peter, now getting what was happening, sat up and held Slightly in his arms, holding him close. "Please Slightly, don't die. Stay with me, with us. There's so much we haven't done yet", Peter begged more tears escaping his eyes.
"You're be fine Peter, we always knew you were tough", Slightly stated breathlessly, coughing up a little more blood. Every single one of us gathered around our dying friend, me opposite Peter.
He sobbed a little more, "I won't be fine though, not without you. You boys complete my childish side, you're my best friends. I don't want to loose any one of them, especially you. Please don't leave".
Slightly smiled up at Peter weakly, going more and more pale each second. "I have to go, its my time. I'll look over each and every one of you, watching you play games, fight pirates, talk to mermaids but I'll forever be with you. In here", he pointed towards Peter's heart making us all cry a little more.
"Oh Slightly", Peter said putting his head on Slightly's chest, holding him even more close than before and covering Slightly's face with his body. "I love you old buddy, old pal. You're amazing". No response. "Slightly?", Peter asked in worry. Again no response. Peter sat up to look at Slightly revealing that his eyes were closed and lips were blue. "Slightly?", Peter asked again, shaking him a little. Slightly didn't move a single inch, scaring Peter even more making him shake him more roughly. It'd dawned on me by now that Slightly was dead, Peter couldn't accept it. "Come on, you not meant to die yet. Come on, let's go on a few more adventures, have some fun", Peter sobbed, still shaking his friend. "Come on Slightly, wake up. Please?", he begged as he started to get desperate. With still no response Peter collapsed onto Slightly's body, grabbing onto Slightly's torn-up clothes and cried, choking on his sobs. I walked over to Peter slowly, crouching down rubbing circles on his back in a way to comfort him.
"Oh well isn't this nice? That little runt dead, that's even better", Hook cackled loudly and horribly, arching his back. Every single one of us scowled at Hook, even the pirates surprisingly. So pirates did have some heart, maybe they weren't so bad after all.
Hook was so caught up with our misery, his amusement that he didn't notice Peter get up, dagger in hand sneaking up behind him. Hook's laughter was interrupted by a choke, his eyes rolling into the back of his head. "That one was for Slightly you little bitch", we heard from behind Hook. Peter took his dagger out of Hook's back, smiling slyly. Hook went limp, falling forward and eventually onto the deck with a BANG. Hook didn't make any movements at all. It was official, Hook was dead.
