Scared Pt 2.
Laura looked around for Smee but saw he was nowhere to be found. "How did that man do that? Running into that boy was like hitting a wall!"
Dr. Smith looked to her. "Because he is not human, I heard you have a hard time believing that. I respect the fact that you want to run your own tests...as any scientist worth their salt would. But believe me when I say, the work I am about to show you is legit." She said then looked to the scientists. "Its safe to take him now, I gave him something of my own design, its strong and very effective, he wont overpower you for some time."
Peter was still awestruck, and caught completely off guard, he could not believe his ears. He felt utterly betrayed, abandoned, and confused.
He heard shifting then felt a strong set of hands grab each arm. The men picked up a very docile Peter, who was unable to do anything more than look strung out as they carried him off.
Doctor smith stole a quick glance then immediately dropped her gaze for she couldn't bare to look Peter in the face.
"Where did that man go?" Laura said as she looked around.
"What man?" Dr. Smith asked.
"A man took him down right before you came...nevermind. So you must be Dr. Smith huh?" Laura said as she stood.
Dr. Smith raised her brows. "Yes. I've just been asked to come and present my research. After that I want nothing more to do with this." She said as she gathered her briefcase and the two women walked away.
Peter never lost conscious, but what he did loose was the mobility of his limbs. His heart pounded as he stared at the ceiling and watched the lights pass by as the men carried him back to the room.
They sat him down on the gurney and strapped him down real tight and Peter winced.
Laura raised her brows and shook her head. "You did this to yourself, you should have just got on earlier when we asked you." She said then walked away to put her gloves on and get ready to draw blood.
Bob came up on the other side of the gurney and shined the light bright in Peter's face and whispered. "I should make my phone call. I should have them kill her."
Peter cut his eyes at Bob. "N-please. I'm sorry, I won't try again, please...don't hurt them."
"Hurt who?" Laura asked as she came up and began cleaning the inside of Peter's elbow then without warning, stuck the needle in his vein and he flinched, and she began to draw blood.
Bob sucked his teeth and waived. "Ooh, don't listen to his rambling." He said then leaned into Peter's ear.
"Hey, its not long now till they find your secret. How bout we speed things up eh?" Bob whispered.
"Excuse me." Another scientist said annoyingly as he came by. Bob moved and he simply clipped some of Peter's hair and put it in a sterile tube then walked off.
Another came by with a tube-like instrument that sported a sharp end and was about to take a skin sample off Peter's shoulder.
Laura held her hand out. "No. That will hurt, let us first see if he is human or not. We could face serious legal trouble for cutting him if he is...and you're supposed to use a local anesthetic first anyway!" She finished with a shout.
"Sorry Laura, I just believed Bob...I wasn't thinking." The man apologized and walked away.
Laura sneered. "Ah, you should get fired for that, we're not here to torture the boy!" She exclaimed then calmed herself and smiled. "But perform proper science. Follow damn protocol." She murmured and walked away from Peter.
Bob quickly came back and pulled out his pocket knife, opened it and traced Peter's chest with it. "Like I said, lets speed this up doc, I told you he can heal himself, let him show you." Bob said and Laura and her team quickly turned around and saw him with the knife at peter's chest.
Shock exploded upon everyone's face and Laura was dumbfounded. "What the? What did I just say! No! We test fi-"
"Ahhhh!" Peter cried out as Bob just stabbed him in the side while Laura was talking.
"Oh my gosh!" Laura shouted and everyone gasped and some dropped their instruments while others smacked their hands over their mouths.
"Come see!" Bob said as he pulled the knife out and pulled part of Peter's shirt up. Everyone ran and surrounded Peter and looked on. Their chests heaved as their eyes beaded out the sockets in wait, but the wound did not close, it just bled profusely while Peter laid there gasping.
Laura looked at Bob eccentrically. "How long does this take? Because all I see is a young boy bleeding out! I swear if-"
Bob smiled and became embarrassed and smacked Peter on the arm. "Come on, close it up already, what are you doing?"
Peter passed out and the scientists had a fit.
"OH MY GOSH! Peter! Peter! Laura called to him as she vigorously tapped his cheek. Wake up! Come on don't die on me!"
One of the men ran around the gurney and pushed Bob hard. "You need to be removed! You don't conduct your own experiments, I see nothing special here!" He yelled.
Doctor Smith shook her head and intervened. "He's not going to die! One of you stitch him up, while Laura, you go check the blood over there. Just take a look and you will see for yourself. He passed out and is not healing because he's malnourished, hurry up." She said annoyingly and they quickly did as she suggested.
Laura looked at the blood under the microscope and her eyes grew wide. "Oh...this...this isn't human at all, not even animal its...amazing...I..guys take a look at this."
One of the scientists came and took a look. "Oh he has to come to the laboratory right away." He said as he stepped aside and they all took turns at the microscope.
Laura's whole demeanor changed as she looked to Bob. "Let me take these samples first and run all of the tests, create a research proposal, and get it cleared. Then we will come for him."
Bob stood there stroking Peter's hair back. "When?"
"There is a lab about 30 minutes away, we will run our tests there, then complete all of the paperwork electronically...we should find out in the morning, so tomorrow we will arrange for the pickup. And Bob, feed him something, and take better care of him, TO-DAY! We need him to have some sort of strength if he is going to make it through all the tests I want to run. Oh, and one more thing Bob this boy's government property now, so curb your crazy ways, I don't want a damaged specimen." Laura instructed firmly then looked to Dr. Smith. "Lets hear your presentation in the next room before we go."
Doctor Smith nodded and they cleaned up the room and went to the conference room. After the presentation the scientists packed their belongings and left the building.
Doctor Smith stayed behind and went to the lunch room. Remorse hit her hard but she continuously assured herself that she was doing the right thing. She began to ponder where she was going to stay for the time being, and figure out her life from there. She was determined to avoid Samantha at all costs.
Bob never took Peter out of the gurney, instead he circled around Peter like a predator while he slept, sneering and thinking about how he wanted to have his final revenge before letting the government have him.
Sharon returned and spoke to the police men and they filled her in on everything that took place. Sharon made her way to the room that Bob was in and peered into the large glass window. She saw Bob attaching electrodes to Peter's temples, and chest.
Sharon's eyes grew wide and she burst through the double doors. "What are you doing?"
Bob just glanced at her and then poured a cup of water on Peter's face and it snapped Peter out of his sleep.
"What the?" Peter said as he blinked repeatedly then looked around the room and saw Bob and Sharon. He tried to move, but that substance doctor Smith gave him was still in full effect.
Peter furrowed his brows in confusion. "What happened? Where are the scientists?"
Bob smiled. "Gone, they got what they needed. They will be back for you tomorrow. So we have one more day together. And I haven't had the time to take my revenge out on you. So now...here we are."
Peter looked down at his chest and saw that his shirt was cut open and two electrodes were attached to him and he felt them at his temples as well. His legs were strapped down as were his arms, neck, and torso, so moving wasn't an option even if he could.
"What is this on me?" Peter blurted as his eyes followed the wires that came from the electrodes and saw they went into a machine.
Sharon walked up to Bob and looked on wide eyed. "You don't mean to electrocute this boy? This is nonsense, you proved your point, so you'll be getting your money!" She said but Bob just pulled the machine closer.
Sharon panicked. "Look, I know he hurt you and put you and your friend in a coma, but you are both alive and well. Soon you will be what, millionaires? You don't have to sacrifice your humanity-" She said then saw blood on the floor and immediately traced the source to Peter's stitched up side and her eyes grew wide. "What happened?!"
Bob just looked at her and flipped the switch. The electricity hit Peter hard and his back arched and he clenched his eyes shut and screamed as the electricity wracked his frame. "AHHHH!"
"STOP!" Sharon screamed.
Bob laughed as he watched Peter suffer. "This, now this is what I want. I've been waiting to get him, but I was never strong enough. I went alllllll the way to Neverland and back, and he always evaded me-BUT NO MORE! ITS BOBS TIME NOW!" He yelled then turned off the device. Peter stopped screaming and panted wildly.
"Brief repose...and-oooh too late." Bob said as he flipped the switch again and Peter screamed loud enough for the other police men to hear.
Smee was grimacing as he watched through the window then he had enough. He decided it was time to give Hook a call. "Cap'n, I think now is as good a time as any. Bob has done more than enough. He's now lost himself, plus he sold Pan to the government, they will be here tomorrow to collect him."
Hook sighed. "Government involvement was not part of the plan. I knew that self serving bastard would try me. I'm on my way." Hook rasped through his teeth then hung up.
Bob turned the machine off to allow Peter to catch his breath. Bob looked at Sharon and raised his brows. "This is for your mother Sharon, and for Joe too." His tone seeking approval but all he got was a disapproving nod.
Peter's mind frantically raced. He couldn't it take anymore, he desperately screamed for his body to break free but he couldn't move. He tried hard to concentrate but was too delirious to sustain it due to the many injections they gave him. Too many substances circulated through his blood and it was overwhelming and he became very afraid.
"This is crazy!" Sharon snapped.
Bob shrugged his shoulders and flipped the switch. Peter screamed hysterically then Sharon punched Bob in the face with all her might, then kicked him in the stomach POW!
Bob fell on the floor and Sharon quickly flipped the switch off and Peter whimpered. "No more, please." He whispered. Sharon ripped the electrodes off his chest but an enraged Bob jumped up and pushed her back hard, her arms sprawled out as she fought to stay on her feet.
"So you fought well in the hallway yesterday and now you think you can challenge me!?" Bob screamed.
Sharon panted as she put up her fists. "I thought you were doing this to help me, now I see its just to satisfy your thirst for torture and money!" Sharon said as she prepared herself for a fight.
Bob raised his brows. "Ah, you got me. I could care less about you. See, I know he killed your mother-"
"WHAT?!"
"Pssh, every damn body in Neverland knows it. She didn't listen, she saw him and ran off half cocked and she got herself killed!"
Peter's gut clenched hard, for he didn't get to hear the full circumstances of her death, just that he did it.
"What?! What could she have done to deserve to be killed?!"
"Shot him a few times with a double barrel shot gun, all kill shots. The shit he did was self defense, well, no that's not right, you get shot you die, he was supposed to but didn't, so I'd classify it as more like...angry retaliation."
Sharon just stared at him in shock for a few seconds. "So you're telling me, you knew all the details-"
"Look I just needed someone to go the distance with me, and along came you." Bob finished with crinkled brows and shrugged his shoulders.
Sharon screamed and charged Bob but he dodged her angry blows with ease then smacked her very hard across her face. CRACK! She took the blow and returned it with a fist to his face, another to the ribs, and another to the face. Bob turned and backhanded her, grabbed her by the hair, snatched her head back and uppercut her in the stomach, WHAM! the impact was so great she thought his fist went trough her as her feet came off the floor.
Sharon choked and almost lost her lunch and her knees buckled.
"How do you like that? I've got a chair for you right here." Bob said as he dragged her, threw her into a chair and tasered her. "Ahhhhh!" She cried out and then he found a cord and tired her arms behind the chair and dragged it over to where Peter was.
Peter looked on wide-eyed for he couldn't believe how Bob manhandled Sharon, who was supposed to be his partner, but then remembered how he handled Wendy. Moreover, he couldn't believe what he'd just heard. He felt he should say something to Sharon, but was at a loss for words.
Bob took out a knife and cut open Sharon's shirt and looked to Peter. "Hot ain't she? Well I'm married, and you're tied up... I suppose she's your new friend now...well, was. But she just pissed me the hell off, so she'll be joining you. I've got two more electrodes." He smiled and attached them to Sharon's chest. "No please!" She cried as her chest heaved.
"Shut up." Bob said annoyingly then flicked the switch and both of his victims screamed. After a few rounds of off- and- on, he turned off the machine.
Peter was laying there with tears rolling out of the corner of his eyes and into his hairline. He was in so much pain and he couldn't get away. Sharon felt like her chest was going to explode. She was crying uncontrollably and begging to be set free and Bob just looked at his watch.
"I've got all day with you Peter. But this is getting old, let's switch to something else shall we?" Bob asked and then when Peter didn't answer he grew angry and turned on the switch and cranked up the power. Peter had lost his voice by now, but Sharon screamed for the both of them.
Bob laughed and flicked the switch then leaned into Peter's face. "You want me to stop? I'll stop only if you beg you little prick. He said then squeezed the stitches on Peter's side and Peter whimpered and turn his head away.
Bob suddenly saw from the corner of his eye Hook's silhouette in the window. Bob furrowed his brows as he snapped upright for a double take but no one was there. "Must be my imagination." He said under his breath then looked down at Peter and before he could say anything Hook appeared and snatched him off the ground by the throat.
"ACK!" Bob choked wide eyed and Peter's eyes grew wide as he looked up into Hooks face. Hook stood there in his black cloak and gave Peter an emotionless gaze, broke eye, contact then threw Bob across the room and into the darkness. Bob fell and rolled into the dark part of the room stunned.
Peter could barely keep his eyes open, a brief sense of relief came upon him then he froze. "H-help...Captain...please." He rasped with a small voice.
Hook cut his eyes down at Peter then turned his head towards him. "Idiot!" He reprimanded. "You ran off and let the humans get ya." He shook his head in disappointment.
Peter closed his eyes in frustration then opened them and just stared into Hooks blue as forget- me- not's. "Sorry, scold me later...lemme up." He whined.
Hook raised his brows. "Why should I save you? So you can run away again? I promised your father that I would take care of you-"
"Captain." Peter rasped, as his brows turned up. "You talk too much hurry up."
"You imprudent- you don't trust me, so don't you dare call me captain" Hook rasped.
Peter clenched his eyes shut as he panted from exhaustion and delirium, then mustered up the strength to try to snap at Hook. As soon as Peter opened his eyes, glared, and moved his mouth to speak, Hook grabbed his mouth and squeezed it making his lips poke out.
"I'll save you from the unspeakable pain that awaits you, only if you promise me you'll never run away again. You must swear your allegiance to me...to piracy. Learn to be my lieutenant. Second only to me." Hook proposed then released Peter's face.
Peter scrunched up his face for he thought Hook was absurd, so he ignored the proposal. "You...promised...to protect me...so do it." He blurted.
"Ah, but I have conditions, I've no intention on forcing my will upon you. Tis your decision boy-you have my terms." Hook said with a raised brow then looked over his shoulder and did a double take, for Bob was right next to him.
Bob quickly hit Hook in the back with his asp WHAM!
"Did you forget me?" Bob yelled.
Hook's upper body fell forward on top of Peter and the boy whimpered. Hook sat up a bit and looked at him and raised one arrogant brow. "Be right back." He assured then smacked the asp out of the air and grabbed Bob by the throat and pulled him close. "Your segment has come to an end. Now go sit like a good boy." Hook whispered then tossed him into the dark part of the room where he hit the wall and fell.
Bob was furious; for he didn't expect Hook so soon, and he wanted his money. He immediately pulled out his phone and sent a text for backup.
Hook ran over to Peter.
"Hurry." Peter whispered and Hook slashed at the bonds on his wrist, ankles, chest, and stomach then stopped. "I said, I will only save you on one condition...do it, and I swear I will protect you and we can seek out the witch together, and reclaim your memory." Hook said then smiled briefly.
"Whhyyy- do- I- have- to- become- a- pirate?" Peter asked with aggravation.
Hook sighed inwardly for this gentle persuasion was becoming exhausting. He made sure not to let his true emotions show up on his face. "Because I made a promise, and this is me keeping it. I am a man of my word. I desire loyalty Peter. I will only help you if you swear your allegiance to me, to piracy. Fall under my command, and if you earn it, I will make you my lieutenant, second only to me." He finished sincerely with wide eyes. "Answer me!"
Peter's brows went up for he desperately wanted to get the hell out of there, but he didn't want to agree to piracy, but what was he going to do?
He tried averting the offer again. "I...I..stop, this is stupid will you just help me please, no more talking." He cried and sniffled.
Hook screamed within and pushed himself even further out of character. He dressed his face with a compassionate expression and gently wiped the tear off of Peter's cheek. "I want to...if only you would just agree to my terms. I made a promise, but I cannot protect what does not want to be protected." He pleaded then sighed.
"I know we got off to a horrible start, but I swear things will be different, there is no point in liberating you, and watch your fool ass elope again-that is a waste of my time! You need me, you've got the witch and the humans after you, and look at you. I do not want you on my ship if you will not stay-we are blood. Now, decide. A feast and a nice warm bed await, or you can remain on this apparatus." He rasped.
Before Peter could respond the police busted through the double doors and held up their asps. "Who the hell are you?"
Hook pulled his hood back up then snatched the remaining electrodes off Peter. "Get up boy." he said then ran up to the police and disappeared.
Peter's eyes grew wide for he couldn't move. "Hey!"
Then Hook reappeared as the cops spun around looking for him, and he quickly picked them off one by one, knocking them out instead of killing them, for he knew Peter was watching.
Hook appeared right next to Peter. "Why are you still laying here? Will you join me or shall I leave you with that maniac?"
"No don't leave me I...I...will. I can't move."
Hook sucked his teeth. "You will what?" He rasped impatiently.
"Be...a piiirate." Peter rasped through his teeth as he glared.
Hook quickly scooped Peter up. "About damn time!" He yelled inwardly. "Good choice lad-"
"Her too." Peter breathed and Hook looked over his shoulder at Sharon and she looked back up to him, then the double doors swung open...
Sam came waltzing in, pulling a syringe out of his arm and looked at Hook.
"Captain Hook! What an unexpected surprise." Sam said as he tossed his needle and furrowed his brows as he looked at Peter, then back to Hook. "Tell me, what- the- hell are you doing?"
Sharon perked up. "Sam! Help me!"
Sam furrowed his brows as he looked at her. "What the hell did this monster do to you? Why?!" He said as rage quickly overtook him.
Hook's eyes grew wide from shock, then the wheels in his head quickly turned, for he knew that in his distress, Peter was just telling him what he wanted to hear. "The boy is not quite won over, the sense of obligation is not strong enough. Sam is an unexpected surprise...and Bob is still in the room. This saving needs to be more...dramatic."
Sam just bolted towards Hook dropped his shoulder and ran right into him, hard. Hook dropped Peter and he went tumbling out of his arms as all three of their bodies slammed down on the floor.
Peter was still paralyzed so he couldn't break the fall; he hit his head and his ears began to ring.
Hook quickly got Sam off of him and Sam quickly scrambled to his feet. "You're out of character." He arrogantly spat and Hook punched him in the mouth before he could utter another word. POW!
Sam fell into the gurney, pushed off of it and threw himself at Hook and they began fighting violently,
Peter heard muffled sounds of things being thrown, broken, grunts, along with the sound of fists connecting. Then suddenly, to his horror, he felt someone grab his ankle. Fear gripped his gut as he was dragged away. Peter looked and saw that it was Bob with a syringe in his mouth.
Peter opened his mouth to scream but Bob quickly dropped his leg and stomped down on his stomach, knocking the wind out of him. Then he put his hand over Peter's mouth as he pulled him up and dragged him off into the darkness and out the other door.
Bob dragged Peter down the hall to another room and threw him on the floor. "Ahh" Peter grunted.
Bob shut the door and Peter screamed. "Captain!" But his voice was too horse to be carried out the room.
Bob took the syringe out of his mouth and grimaced. "I won't let that pirate take you away from me, not a chance! I've worked too damn hard to get to this point." He growled and knelt down next to Peter.
Peter tried to scream again but Bob covered his mouth and muffled it, then stuck him in the shoulder. Peter kept screaming and trying to bite Bob's hand. Bob grew angry, released his mouth and punched him in the face POW!, the blow stunning him.
Bob tossed the syringe and pulled out a roll of duck tape from his pocket, cut a piece and taped Peter's mouth. "I don't want to hear no screaming." Bob said then roughly rolled Peter onto his stomach and cuffed his hands behind his back, then rolled him on his back. Bob looked Peter in his face and smiled. "Just in case you were thinking about ripping me. Its not happening." He said and Peter narrowed is eyes at him.
Bob huffed then made a quick phone call. "How much longer till you get here? We've been compromised, but I still have the boy. Hurry!" He said then ended the call.
"I was saving this for last. But we got interrupted. Its called pain. You see, a simple touch, even a harmless one will feel excruciating to you. Give..give it a couple more seconds and you'll see what I'm talking about." Bob calmly with a sick smile.
Sam slugged Hook. POW! "You can't beat me, you can't fight. You're a pirate, you don't street fight, not without Pan's body." Sam taunted, for he got quite a few hits in, and was simply a better fist fighter. "Why are you here?"
Hook wiped the blood off his mouth. "Aye you've got a point lad." He said then turned his hand into his hook and placed his other hand on the hilt of his sword.
"Pan is mine." Hook said then ran up and swiped Sam with the hook, but he ducked and came up just in time to get hit in the temple with Hooks hand as he snatched his sword out of the sheath, POW! Sam stumbled off and Hook slashed him across his back with his hook, twirled his sword and cut him across his thighs, then picked him up and threw him through the wall. WHAM!
Hook ran into the darkness and out the door he saw Bob go out of and into the hallway. "PETER!" He called out and saw many closed doors down the hallway and wasn't sure where Peter was.
Dr. Smith came busting out of one of the rooms from the sound of all the commotion and her heels clicked then slid on the floor as she halted and gasped at the sight of Captain Hook.
"Who are you?" She said as her wide eyes fell on his hook and washed all over his body and immediately took in his pirate attire under his embroidered black cloak. She saw his goatee and his long black curls and her mind immediately screamed pirate.
Hook smiled mischievously at her for he recognized her.
Doctor smith trembled. "Are you that-uh umm."
Hook raised a brow. "Doctor Smith...Peter's friend..." Hook said sarcastically and her gut clenched.
"I would ask what you are doing here, but finding him is more important at the moment. Did you see him?" Hook asked then teleported in Doctor Smith's face and looked at her wide eyed. "Answer me-"
"I don't know I heard noises so I came."
Bob smiled. "I think its about ready." He said then quickly grabbed Peter's right ribs and dug his fingers in as if he was trying to crush them and Peter screamed hysterically through the gag and wildly kicked his legs out.
"Feels like I'm crushing you doesn't it?" Bob said then snatched away and wiggled his fingers. Peter panted wildly as he looked wide eyed at Bob. "Nope, I'm not that strong. Let me show you what tomorrows gonna feel like." He said full of sarcasm then placed his pointer and middle finger at the base of Peter's throat and Peter narrowed his eyes.
"There gonna cut you, like this." Bob informed then slowly dragged his fingers down the center of Peter body. Peter clenched his eyes shut and screamed for it felt like a knife was cutting into him and the pain was unbearable. "Wait, we're skin to skin." Peter thought then tried like hell to focus and he slowly pulled energy out of Bob.
"Then there gonna want to rip you open, and take this crystal out of you." Bob said as he pushed his fingers into Peter's stomach like a knife and Peter ripped him then swung his leg up hard and his knee crashed into the side of Bobs face CRACK! then Peter kicked the table full of junk and it fell on the side.
CRASH!
Hook turned his head towards the sound then returned is gaze and glamored her. "Stand right here until I tell you to move." He said and Doctor Smith obeyed.
Bob blacked out momentarily then regained his bearings and Peter braced himself and swung both his legs up and caught Bob's head like a scissor and ripped him, for Peter's pant legs slid up so they were skin to skin again.
Bob cried out and viciously punched Peter repeatedly in the thigh and the pain was so horrible that it interrupted the ripping.
Bob couldn't get Peters legs from around his neck, so he leaned forward and dug his thumb into Peters' stitches and Peter's body jerked wildly and his legs flailed and Bob was free. "You son of a-" Bob mumbled and pulled a pocket knife.
Peter rolled away and was on his stomach trying to get up, he managed to get up on his knees but his face was still on the floor.
Bob came over and swung his arm under Peter and stabbed him in the stomach. Peter screamed through the gag choked on his own blood. He couldn't move for the pain was exaggerated beyond the norm due to the drug he was given.
Bob pulled him up a bit by the back of his ripped up shirt. "This is the real thing I was just pokin at ya before bastard." Bob rasped as he held the knife in Peter's stomach and Hook came busting through the door and Bob snapped his head at him. "You son of a-"
*WOOSH-SNAP*
Bob was silenced and his body fell down dead.
Peter started to fall to the side but Hook grabbed him by the arm, snatched the knife out and broke the cuffs. Hook pulled him too his feet and Peter grunted and fell into his chest and Hook caught him.
Hook snatched the tape off of Peter's mouth and he spit blood as he screamed. Hook furrowed his brows. "My apologies Peter, I know you don't like me to kill, but I had to do it. There are too many to fight off. Let's get out of here." Hook said with sincerity and wrapped his arm around Peter's back and he gasped for air and whimpered; for just being held was painful.
Hook disappeared with Peter and reappeared outside of the waiting car, opened the door and put Peter in then disappeared. He reappeared in the room where Sharon was and she gasped. With a confused look, she began to pull at her bonds.
Hook raised both brows. "Your chaos is magnificent. I am not sure what you have done, but the boy has requested I save you-"
"Why are you helping him? You wanted us to catch him, for our benefit!"
Hook slashed at her bonds and grabbed her by the throat. "Not for your benefit dear, mine!" He rasped and his pupils dilated as he broke into her mind. "You remember nothing about that, or this." He said.
"I remember nothing about that, or this." Sharon robotically repeated and Hook disappeared with her. He put her in the back seat next to Peter as well and remembered one more person. He reappeared into the hallway where he left Doctor smith, who was still compliantly standing, her body refusing to move.
Hook walked up to her and stood in front of her and victoriously nodded his head. "Release." he said and she was free to move.
"You're Captain Hook aren't you? The one who tried to kill Peter in the school?" She asked wide eyed.
"Yes, and I am very aware of your treachery doctor. You will serve as my entertainment. Buck me and I will snap your pretty little doctor neck." Hook said with a smile and Doctor smith was petrified. "Alright-alright...just please don't kill me." She whimpered.
"Good." Hook said then teleported away with her.
Hook appeared outside of the car and there was quite a commotion inside. He heard Peter moaning in pain and crying out. "It hurts, it hurts, my gosh, stop touching me!"
Smee was leaning over his seat trying to console Peter, while Sharon was holding a cloth against the wound on Peter's stomach to stop the bleeding.
Hook brandished his fangs at the sight and smell of the blood. He snapped out of it and dragged Doctor smith to the passenger side of the vehicle. "Get in, don't' try to run, I'm faster than you, you won't make it." He said and she complied.
Hook got in the back seat next to Peter who sat there with his eyes clenched shut whimpering. Hook furrowed his brows in confusion and smacked Sharon's hand away then looked to a whining Peter. "It hurts, everything hurts, don't touch me." Peter kept saying.
Hook looked him up and down and immediately grew aggravated and wondered how to silence him. "Open your eyes Peter, and I'll take the pain away." He said flatly.
Peter didn't regard him, he just kept repeating the same thing, and whining even though nobody was touching him.
Hook huffed then looked at Smee. "Drive Smee." Hook said then looked to Peter and leaned into his face. "No one's even touching you!" Hook shouted with confusion and frustration but Peter kept groaning.
"Peter...I can take the pain away, if you would just shut-up and open-your-eyes, look at me." Hook demanded and Peter stopped whining and slowly opened his eyes and Hook quickly caught him under his compulsion. "You are not in pain, you feel good, but you are tired, so you are going to go to sleep."
Peter just stared into Hooks eyes and a few seconds later his rolled back and his head fell onto Hooks shoulder.
Hook sighed then looked at Sharon. "No offense woman, that childish whining was unbearable. I've never heard him do such a thing, its disturbing." He rasped.
Sharon quickly nodded her head.
Smee sighed. "Oh thank goodness, Capn, it been goin on non stop the minute you put him in here sir."
Sharon just stared at Hook wide eyed, not sure of what she had just saw. "What did you just do?"
Hook pursed his lips then quickly pushed Peter on her. "Hold him, coddle him...the stuff you women do." Hook said as he waived his hand and Sharon wrapped her arm around Peter's shoulders and leaned his head on her chest.
Hook grabbed the back of Doctor Smith's seat as he leaned forward. Doctor Smith saw his face out of the corner of her eye and he gut clenched hard. She could feel Hook's breath hit her cheek as he grilled her side profile for two seconds before speaking. "What is this, what the hell did you do to him?"
Doctor Smith was still as a statue. "I—I just gave him a paralyzing agent. I have no idea what else they've done to him." She breathed.
Hook growled. "Your mission is to help revive him. Before we get to my ship, tell us what you need."
Doctor Smith's eyes grew wide as shivers ran up and down her spine and she abruptly turned in her seat to face Hook. Hook recoiled a bit for her face was too close to his.
"Please don't make me do this, he will not forgive me. Let me go." She begged.
"That my dear, is not my call. Aboard my ship, my new Lieutenant in training will have full authority to dispense with you as he pleases. So if I were you, I'd start thinking of an elaborate excuse for your actions, something he will accept. To begin his training, your execution will be highly advised." Hook said then sat back.
Doctor Smith turned around and sank in her seat, the wheels in her mind already desperately spinning for her survival.
They quietly drove to the hospital where Hook accompanied his prisoner as she gathered up supplies to help revive Peter, and then they teleported back to the car.
They reached the docks and Smee parked the car and opened the door.
Hook reached for Peter and took him from Sharon. "Get out and follow Mr. Smee." He rudely ordered and both women got out of the car.
Hook pulled Peter as he scooted out of the car, then dragged him out and held him bridal style. Hook growled very low and rolled his eyes and walked off to catch up with Smee. "Smee, come carry the boy, I will operate the boat." Hook said as he quickly caught up to Mr. Smee then dumped Peter in his arms like a sack of potatoes and kept walking.
Mr. Smee giggled at his captain, for he knew it troubled Hook greatly to show any kind of decency towards Pan. But he knew for the plan to work, Hook would have to periodically abandon his character.
The got into the small speed boat and sailed towards the large yacht that was anchored in the ocean.
With the help of the crew, everyone boarded the yacht and came on deck.
The crew surrounded them as they wondered who the three newcomers were.
Hook cleared his throat. "Get this ship moving, no course at the moment, just get out into the sea." He said then walked off to his quarters, with Smee and the two women trailing behind.
As soon as Hook came through the doors he began barking orders. "Doctor, get yourself ready you will be working in that back room over there. The restroom is right next to it." He pointed then looked to Sharon. "You will be helping, you better have some useful information as to what was done to him." He said then pushed her forward.
Both women gasped as they fearfully looked to each other, wondering how long they had to live.
Smee was already in the room and before he could put Peter down Peter woke up then screamed. "Ahhh! Let go!"
Smee furrowed his brows. "What the hell?" He said as Peter squirmed in his arms and Smee quickly dropped him down and he landed in the middle of the twin bed, his legs dangled off the edge.
Peter cried out as his body hit the mattress, his eyes were clenched shut and he barred his teeth, rolled into the fetal position and wrapped his arms around himself. He then groaned in pain. "Oh- my- gosh, make it stop." He cried then panted and squirmed in agony.
Hook and the ladies were standing in the doorway. "Awake already?" Hook said under his breath then looked to Sharon, his face dripping with aggravation. "Time for that useful information. What the hell?"
Sharon ran over to Peter and stroked his sweaty hair back out of his red face and Peter hollered, and without looking, by reflex, he smacked her arm away causing her to stumble. Peter quickly did a pushing motion with his arm and violently blew her back and she crashed into the wall. "Ah!" She cried and everyone looked at Sharon wide-eyed.
"Don't touch me!" Peter shouted, his eyes still clenched shut.
Hook looked to Doctor Smith and she shook her head. "He can hurt me without even touching me, I'm not going over there! Do that thing you did earlier in the car."
Sharon sat up, groaning in pain with one eye open. "It's pain. Any kind of touch for him is excruciating. Bob must have injected him with the drug. You can't touch him." She said.
Doctor Smith nodded her head. "That makes sense, and look at his arms, he's got allot of puncture wounds and bruising, not to mention where else he was stuck. He could have multiple substances in his blood, two I know for sure."
Sharon stood. "He does, we both stuck him with various tranquilizers that had different effects, but I don't know what else Bob could have done when I was not there. He's going to just have to let them all run their course."
Doctor Smith pointed to Peter. "Not with all that blood, whats left of his shirt is soaked, what kind of wound is that?"
Sharon shrugged her shoulders.
"Stab wound." Hook plainly said as he walked up to Peter and stood by his bedside. "Peter, stop...whimpering." Hook demanded through his teeth and Smee cleared his throat and Hook cut his eyes at him then an idea came to his mind.
Hook smiled ear to ear then licked his lips. "Boy...I can take the pain away, permanently this time...if you allow me to-"
"Emmmm." Peter kept whimpering and panting with no regard to anyone.
Hook quickly grabbed the front of Peter's shirt at the shoulders and pulled him up a bit, the boys head dangling uncontrollably. "Look at me!" Hook demanded and Peter raised his arm and Hook caught his wrist. "You will not throw me across the room! This is captain Hook speaking to you! Do you want me to take the pain away or not!"
Peter cringed as he dropped his arm and opened his eyes a bit and saw a blurry view of Captain Hook's face. "Yes." He hissed and Hook gently released the fabric laid Peter back down then sat beside him.
"As you already know, I am a vampire. Therefore, If you allow me to drain your blood down to a half cup, you will be free of the toxins that cause you pain. That is enough for your body to replenish itself with fresh blood and we can move on to recovery."
"Do it." Peter cringed.
Hook stood and removed his cloak and tied his long curls back. "Close your eyes." He said and as soon as Peter did so, Hook's eyes became red with black veins around them and his fangs extended. "This will hurt exceedingly...I've no advice, just take it." Hook said as he reached down and quickly sat Peter up and Peter grunted from the abrupt movement as his head flopped forward. Smee quickly pushed his legs off the bed and sat beside him and took an arm. Hook also sat down and turned Peter away from him, opened his mouth and all of his teeth became sharp. Dr. Smith and Sharon gasped and grabbed each other. Without hesitation Hook reached his arm around Peters shoulder and tilted his chin up and to the side, exposing his neck, and quickly sank his teeth into him. Peter's eyes snapped open wide and he screamed. "AHHH!"
Hook quickly covered his mouth and Peter reached up and grabbed a handful of Hook's hair and tried to pull him away, but Hook grabbed his wrist to counter the force. Mr. Smee took hold of Peter's hand and Peter squeezed hard. "Stop fighting you can't rip him off or your neck will go with it. Let go of the captain- just relax."
Peter reluctantly opened his fist and Hook took a long hard gulp and Peter's whole body grew slack. He heard the sound of his blood flying out of his veins, and his heart beating out of his chest, then skip a beat. The pain quickly dropped down several notches as he listened Hook swallowing his blood, and with it, his heart beating slower and slower. For Peter, it seemed with each gulp came relief and Peter was grateful. He let out a sigh of pleasure and Mr. Smee watched as peace washed over Peter's face as a small smile crept at the corner of his lips then quickly faded.
"Good." Smee whispered. "Its workin."
Hook was drinking so fast that he didn't get to savor the taste, so he decided to slow down a bit. "Finally...I get another drink, and almost all of it, let me enjoy-" and then he furrowed his brows and cringed. For Peter's blood was sour and felt like battery acid in his mouth. Black veins quickly scattered across Hooks face and he choked and began to breathe heavy with each gulp. "Finish it, down to half cup." He said to himself as his stomach began to burn and his limbs stiffened.
Peter had already passed out so Smee, Doctor Smith, and Sharon turned their attention to Hook and gasped. Moments later Hook snatched away from Peter's neck, and pushed him backwards as he quickly stood and cringed. "Gall and Brimstone!" Hook cried as he spit the last mouthful of blood out and grabbed his throat and gasped for air. Alarming pain rushed his frame and caused him to contort his body as he cringed. "Get this out!" He said then ran out of the room, Smee right on his heels.
Hook went into the bathroom, dove to the toilet and hurled uncontrollably, and then it ceased.
Smee looked down at him. "Are you alright Captain?" Hook didn't even look at him or respond so he spoke again. "Kinda a shame ain't? He actually lets you bite him and you didn't even enjoy it."
"It's disgusting!" Hook barked then forced the rest out until he felt relieved.
Doctor Smith and Sharon stood listening to Hook hurl , both in shock and mentally disturbed by what they'd just saw.
Doctor Smith quickly gathered herself and began to set up all her supplies. She handed Sharon some scissors. "Put these gloves on, then go cut off whats left of his shirt." Sharon quickly did as she was told and tossed the shirt on the floor and stepped on it so it could soak up the spilled blood.
Doctor Smith and Sharon turned Peter so he laid on the bed properly and placed some towels under him. Doctor Smith dipped the rag into the bowl of hot water and cleaned his wound so she could see the damage.
She stitched up the knife wound in silence as her mind raced and her heart threatened to come out of her chest. Once done she looked to Sharon. "Get some fresh soap and water, you can clean him, he needs a bed bath head to toe. I'll straighten up the room." She said and Sharon just nodded and exited the room and was standing in Hooks suite, where she saw him laying down in the bed with Mr. Smee standing on one side, and some woman on the other.
She awkwardly covered her mouth for she was afraid and thought she was going to get scolded, but no one saw her. She quickly took a few steps and went into the bathroom and was surprised that it was already cleaned. "That man really looks after his captain." She thought inwardly then proceeded to get what she needed.
Andrea had found out that the captain was back so she made her way to his quarters and found him laying down in the bed looking spent, with Smee tending to him. Smee had told her everything that happened and she nodded. "I see. Well, I'd like to take care of James from here. You should leave now and get some rest Mr. Smee." She said in a soothing tone and Hook's stomach tightened at the sound of it all.
Smee looked down at Captain Hook, his face questioning.
"Take your leave Mr. Smee, you have my thanks. Check on them, help them turn down for the evening. They can sleep in the same room for now. Accommodate them then get yourself some sleep."
Smee smiled. "I know this is rough captain, but I think everything is going so smoothly."
Hook looked to Andrea "Everyone that you wanted to live lived. So, yes it is." He answered then reached for her. Smee walked away and Andrea gave a smile of relief then wonderment graced her face as she sat on the bed next to Hook. "What can I do for you James?"