Chapter 4: Hook
The Lost Boys were scouring the island looking for Peter to tell him about the pirates, he, of course already knew.
"Why does Peter always get the captain?" Boots wondered allowed. "I'm the one that got captured, why can't I have the captain?" Almost in unison Boots received his answer.
"Shut up Boots." The boy looked down at his feet and continued walking.
"Peter gets the captain because he is our captain." Slightly replied matter-of-factly. The boys continued marching around the island, searching for Peter with no avail.
Meanwhile, Peter and Liz were high in the ships masts watching the pirates below. A somewhat round, and chubby pirate with glasses wandered around below, giving orders occasionally.
"Peter, is that the captain?" Peter laughed softly. The pirate Liz had been talking about was Smee. He was one of the few pirates that stayed regular, just like Slightly stayed regular with the Lost Boys.
"No, he's just the Captain's..umm, I don't know how to describe it. He likes to 'help' the captain, but he's really just a bloody nuisance. That is the captain." Liz looked down at a man dressed in clothes resembling that of Charles II.
"How do you know Peter?" The boy rolled his eyes, for to him it was quite plain.
"Just look at him. He's the captain." Peter couldn't understand why the girl didn't get it. He assumed it was because she was a girl and most girls would have nothing to do with this sort of thing. Suddenly Peter looked at Liz, a wildly excited look in his eyes.
"Watch this."
Now Peter could never resist a good gloat, and always had to make a flashy entrance. He flew down taking off several hats with his sword, crowing all the while. The pirates all drew their swords, some more quickly than others for they had encountered the Pan before. Smee jumped in front of the captain, and shouted to the flying boy in a somewhat shaky Irish voice.
"Go on now you flying devil. You just leave the good captain alone." Peter stopped mid air, and looked down at the comical scene before him.
"Why should I go? For that is why I'm come; to meet the man whom I shall kill." Elizabeth's eyes widened as she watched. Did he really intend to kill the man?
"Excuse me Smee. The captain pushed the round man aside. I am Captain James Hook, who are you boy?"
"I-am the best there's ever been." He smiled broadly, looking down at the man.
"The best there's ever been say you, a codfish say I. I've heard tell of you Peter Pan. The tales say that you hang high in the air, afraid to fight man to man." Peter frowned.
"That's not true!" Hook smiled.
"Prove me wrong."
Peter smiled. This is the beginning of it all my friends. The start of the rivalry to end all rivalries: Hook versus Pan. Perhaps it was written in the stars, perhaps it was just a whim Peter went on, but he landed, drawing his blade in the same swift motion.
Had Peter not been such a superb swordsman he may have lost then, for Hook was fast, and big. Elizabeth watched on with wide eyes, and it's a good thing too. As Peter fought Hook reveling in the battle another pirates came from behind with a long dagger in hand. They'd had the thing planned from the start!
As I said before many of the pirates already knew Pan, so Hook was ready for him. He would not be another Captain sent away from the island with mocking laughter ringing his ears, no, he would be the one laughing, he would kill Pan. Elizabeth watched in horror, and made her fateful decision to join the fight.
Like a true Falcon after prey she dove toward the deck, throwing the hilt of her sword across the pirate's face.
"Take that you great brute!" Peter whirled around, and nodded his thanks with wide eyes.
"In the back Captain? Bad form." Hook's black mustache twitched with rage.
If there was one thing he prided himself on it was his tremendous good form. He was an educated man, and would never cheat..who was this boy to impugn his honor? And who was this girl? Hook had been under the impression that only Pan could fly.
"Bad form is it? What would you know of it? You had a companion waiting to knife me from above." Peter shrugged.
"She couldn't have done it." Elizabeth's mouth dropped. How would he know what she would or wouldn't do?
As you can tell everyone had many thoughts and angry questions going through their minds. The pirate with the dagger wanted to know how a girl knocked him down. Smee wondered if Pan would get rid of another Captain. Hook wanted to know how this boy got to be so cocky, and Liz wanted to know why Peter had so little faith. In fact the only one without these kinds of thoughts troubling them was Peter who was thinking about whether they would eat real food this night, or pretend food. He loved to play dinner. He however was quickly pulled back to the ship by Hook's laughter.
"Of course she couldn't." Elizabeth, quite angry thrust her sword forward, and placed it under Hook's chin.
"Yes, I could." Peter, appalled, leapt up grabbing her wrist.
"You promised." He looked hurt, and angry.
"You don't think I would do it." Peter made a strange grumbling noise in his throat.
"I'll explain later." Liz rolled her eyes and crossed her arms. Hook looked on all the while interest. This could work to his advantage. Suddenly the bickering siblings stopped, and launched into the air at the exact same moment. For the pirates had begun to circle, and would have had them trapped in only a moment more. Once they were high above the ship Peter waved his sword and shouted back to Hook.
"Until we meet again Captain Codfish!" Peter threw a sloppy salute, and then turned and flew far from the ship, not speaking a word to Elizabeth.
The Lost Boys were scouring the island looking for Peter to tell him about the pirates, he, of course already knew.
"Why does Peter always get the captain?" Boots wondered allowed. "I'm the one that got captured, why can't I have the captain?" Almost in unison Boots received his answer.
"Shut up Boots." The boy looked down at his feet and continued walking.
"Peter gets the captain because he is our captain." Slightly replied matter-of-factly. The boys continued marching around the island, searching for Peter with no avail.
Meanwhile, Peter and Liz were high in the ships masts watching the pirates below. A somewhat round, and chubby pirate with glasses wandered around below, giving orders occasionally.
"Peter, is that the captain?" Peter laughed softly. The pirate Liz had been talking about was Smee. He was one of the few pirates that stayed regular, just like Slightly stayed regular with the Lost Boys.
"No, he's just the Captain's..umm, I don't know how to describe it. He likes to 'help' the captain, but he's really just a bloody nuisance. That is the captain." Liz looked down at a man dressed in clothes resembling that of Charles II.
"How do you know Peter?" The boy rolled his eyes, for to him it was quite plain.
"Just look at him. He's the captain." Peter couldn't understand why the girl didn't get it. He assumed it was because she was a girl and most girls would have nothing to do with this sort of thing. Suddenly Peter looked at Liz, a wildly excited look in his eyes.
"Watch this."
Now Peter could never resist a good gloat, and always had to make a flashy entrance. He flew down taking off several hats with his sword, crowing all the while. The pirates all drew their swords, some more quickly than others for they had encountered the Pan before. Smee jumped in front of the captain, and shouted to the flying boy in a somewhat shaky Irish voice.
"Go on now you flying devil. You just leave the good captain alone." Peter stopped mid air, and looked down at the comical scene before him.
"Why should I go? For that is why I'm come; to meet the man whom I shall kill." Elizabeth's eyes widened as she watched. Did he really intend to kill the man?
"Excuse me Smee. The captain pushed the round man aside. I am Captain James Hook, who are you boy?"
"I-am the best there's ever been." He smiled broadly, looking down at the man.
"The best there's ever been say you, a codfish say I. I've heard tell of you Peter Pan. The tales say that you hang high in the air, afraid to fight man to man." Peter frowned.
"That's not true!" Hook smiled.
"Prove me wrong."
Peter smiled. This is the beginning of it all my friends. The start of the rivalry to end all rivalries: Hook versus Pan. Perhaps it was written in the stars, perhaps it was just a whim Peter went on, but he landed, drawing his blade in the same swift motion.
Had Peter not been such a superb swordsman he may have lost then, for Hook was fast, and big. Elizabeth watched on with wide eyes, and it's a good thing too. As Peter fought Hook reveling in the battle another pirates came from behind with a long dagger in hand. They'd had the thing planned from the start!
As I said before many of the pirates already knew Pan, so Hook was ready for him. He would not be another Captain sent away from the island with mocking laughter ringing his ears, no, he would be the one laughing, he would kill Pan. Elizabeth watched in horror, and made her fateful decision to join the fight.
Like a true Falcon after prey she dove toward the deck, throwing the hilt of her sword across the pirate's face.
"Take that you great brute!" Peter whirled around, and nodded his thanks with wide eyes.
"In the back Captain? Bad form." Hook's black mustache twitched with rage.
If there was one thing he prided himself on it was his tremendous good form. He was an educated man, and would never cheat..who was this boy to impugn his honor? And who was this girl? Hook had been under the impression that only Pan could fly.
"Bad form is it? What would you know of it? You had a companion waiting to knife me from above." Peter shrugged.
"She couldn't have done it." Elizabeth's mouth dropped. How would he know what she would or wouldn't do?
As you can tell everyone had many thoughts and angry questions going through their minds. The pirate with the dagger wanted to know how a girl knocked him down. Smee wondered if Pan would get rid of another Captain. Hook wanted to know how this boy got to be so cocky, and Liz wanted to know why Peter had so little faith. In fact the only one without these kinds of thoughts troubling them was Peter who was thinking about whether they would eat real food this night, or pretend food. He loved to play dinner. He however was quickly pulled back to the ship by Hook's laughter.
"Of course she couldn't." Elizabeth, quite angry thrust her sword forward, and placed it under Hook's chin.
"Yes, I could." Peter, appalled, leapt up grabbing her wrist.
"You promised." He looked hurt, and angry.
"You don't think I would do it." Peter made a strange grumbling noise in his throat.
"I'll explain later." Liz rolled her eyes and crossed her arms. Hook looked on all the while interest. This could work to his advantage. Suddenly the bickering siblings stopped, and launched into the air at the exact same moment. For the pirates had begun to circle, and would have had them trapped in only a moment more. Once they were high above the ship Peter waved his sword and shouted back to Hook.
"Until we meet again Captain Codfish!" Peter threw a sloppy salute, and then turned and flew far from the ship, not speaking a word to Elizabeth.