Chapter Five: Hook's Back?
Sasha stood perfectly still in her room, with a lit candle on the bed stand as she put on her hoodie. Then she picked up the candle and walked into the boys' room. They all were fast asleep, dreaming happily of princesses, dungeons, and dragons. Their tummies full with food. Sasha forced down a lump that had risen in her throat and walked out of the room. She'd especially miss Todd. Sasha proceeded into the kitchen and picked up the silver roses, not caring whether her hands got pricked by the thorns. As she went outside into the freezing rain, she threw the roses on the ground and pulled her hood over her head.
It wasn't long before the rain had extinguished the candle leaving Sasha alone in pitch black with nothing to guide her.
….
"But love?" Peter inquired sipping the tea that was offered to him by Jane.
"Don't be so frightened of it my boy, love is most wonderful thing on the planet. Love is what keeps us going from day to day. Why love is the only reason for living." Jane replied before biting into a piece of biscotti.
Peter looked about the empty kitchen as he set his mug down on the table. "Is Margaret angry with me?"
"She was at first." Jane replied truthfully, "and yeah, it will be hard for to adjust to life in California without Sasha, but I think she and the boys will do just fine. She is really happy for Sasha and she hopes that Sasha is happy too."
Peter swallowed hard and looked up at Jane suddenly, "Sasha! What is today?"
"Why, Friday…"
"How long have I been away from home? Sasha and the Lost Boys! I hope nothing bad has happened to them!"
"Peter calm down…Sasha is a big girl, she can take care of herself. Why don't you go on home now? And bring the envelopes from Margaret with you." Jane replied rising to her feet and removing Peter's mug from the table.
"Thank you Jane, for everything." Peter spoke and bowed.
He spun around and retreated out of the kitchen, past the parlour and onto the street. He smiled to himself and flew high up into the night sky.
Jane placed her mug in the sink and turned on the facet. As she looked out the tiny window and saw a shooting star, she felt immensely happy. She picked up the mug and began to dry it off. As she set to place it on the counter, her hand slipped and the mug fell to the floor shattering in a thousand pieces. Jane gasped and placed her hand over her heart, falling down beside the broken mug. As she rolled over on her side, she whispered softly to herself. "to die will be the greatest adventure yet…"
…
When Peter arrived back at the tree house, he heard a soft crying noise coming from the corner of the boys' room. He placed the letters on a round tree trunk and then walked inside the boys' room and noticed Todd kneeling on the floor with his hands buried in his face.
"Tiny, I mean, Todd?" Peter knelt beside him.
"Father, Mother is gone…"
"What?"
"She left us…" Todd replied crying harder, he had quite liked having a mother.
"I shall just have to find her then." Peter spoke standing back up. He messed with his blond hair and walked out of the tree house. As he walked along the muddy path, he noticed the silver roses on the ground. "Oh Sasha.." he whispered.
…
Sasha removed her hood when she realized that it had stopped raining. It seemed that she had been walking for hours towards nothing at all. How was one suppose to get off an island that they weren't even sure they got on to in the first place? There had to be some sort of trick to it.
Sasha shook her head miserably, she couldn't help but begin to cry again. It was no use…the island seemed to go on forever and forever. She wiped her face and then placed her hands on a rather larger black rock. She propped herself up and then curled up into tiny ball as she cried herself to sleep, she didn't noticed the large stone castle behind her nor did she noticed Hawk standing high above her.
"I thought you said the mermaids killed her!" Hawk yelled at Spike, smacking him across his bald head.
"Well, I thought they had!" Spike snapped back drawing his sword.
"Come come men, the most important thing is that she is here now. She is the perfect bait to lure Peter Pan to us." Spoke another voice.
He stepped out of the shadows and grinned maliciously, with his moustache turned upright. He fixed his large feathery red hat and placed his good hand on Hawk's bare shoulder. As he glanced down at the young woman, his baby blue eyes changed from their natural color to a fiery red. "Yes, this will do it. Bring her to me at once."
Spike smiled to himself as he lower himself down the slippery rocks. This time he would not let her escape. Before Sasha even had time to scream for help he gagged her with some rope and pulled her up, tying her hands behind her back. He picked her up on his back and carried her up the giant rock.
He then carried her inside the black castle, towards a stony tower where the Captain resided. Sasha began kicking Spike as hard as she could but he didn't flinch. Instead he held onto her tighter until they reached the quarters. Then he carelessly tossed her fragile body at the Captain's feet.
"She has yet to reveal her name Sir."
"That's alright Spike, leave us."
Spike nodded his head, glancing down once last time at Sasha and then went back to stand guard at the castle's gate.
Now even more tears were streaming down Sasha's face than before. What had she done to deserve this punishment?
"Hello there."
The Captain leaned over Sasha, who was curled in a fetal position shaking with fear. He cut loose the rope that gagged her and pulled her to her feet. Then he cut the rope that bound her hands. Sasha gasped loudly when she got a proper look at him. "You…you're…you were dead…"
"Oh is that what the great Peter Pan told you?" The Captain snarled, "Is that what you heard? That damned crocodile got the best of me?" He turned towards her raising his hook in the air, "Well, in all actuality, I got the best of him. My colleague Smee, may he rest in peace, swam to my rescue.. You see he jumped ship without Pan's notice and slit the croc's throat while I made my escape. For one hundred years I have been living here at the castle and for one hundred years I have been waiting to exact my revenge on Peter Pan. Now I have my chance, thanks to you."
Captain Hook placed his hand on her shoulder lead her to a large table carved out of wood. On the table was a feast fit for a king. There was sausage, chicken, bread, wine, cake and many other delicious items.
"You must be hungry dear, I know all that make-believe food just isn't filling enough. Please sit."
Unsure of what to do or say, Sasha sat down at the table nervously although she had to admit that she was really hungry. Berries really weren't enough for a growing girl.
"I guess not."
"Please, help yourself."
Sasha broke off a piece of bread and stared up at the captain. He poured himself a glass of wine and raised it up, "Cheers."
Sasha nibbled on the bread and glanced around the cold room. At the door stood one of the captain's minions, watching out for trespassers. What an unfortunate place to wind up at, Sasha thought.
"So tell me deary, do you have a name?"
"I, uh, it's…" Sasha swallowed hard, there was no way she'd give him her real name, "It's Jill."
"Jill?" Captain Hook inquired.
Sasha nodded, "it's a family name…"
"Jill…Jill…" He repeated to himself, why did that name sound so familiar to him?
"Um…"
"And what brings to you to the black castle Miss Jill?" Hook questioned stabbing his knife in a large sausage.
"Look man, I am just looking for a way to get home…I don't want any trouble."
"So how old are you Jill?"
"Why do you need to know my age?" Sasha inquired, glancing back over at the pirate. A second pirate had come over and was whispering something to him. The first pirate nodded and then walked over to the Captain.
"Just making polite conversation." Hook replied and then looked up at the waiting pirate, "Yes Sim what is it?"
The pirate leaned down and whispered something in Captain's ear. Sasha looked closely at the pirate and noticed a large scar across his neck. Apparently he had had a run with the captain before…and seemed rather afraid of his dark leader.
"A Lost Boy you say? Bring him forth."
Sasha almost chocked on her bread when a third pirate entered the room. He was a lot heavier set than the other two pirates. He walked closer towards the table with Todd kicking and squirming in his arms.
"TODD!" Sasha cried, knocking over her chair as she got to her feet. She ran over to the pirate and began hitting him with her fists, "you let him go!!"
"Mother!" Todd cried.
Sasha tried to free Todd with all her might. She kicked the pirate once and then was violently pulled back by Captain Hook. He lowered his hook so that it was grazing her neck, "you try that again and I'll kill you."
"You were going to kill me anyway!" Sasha spat back trying to free herself from Hook's grasp.
"No!!!" Todd cried.
"Now, Todd is it? You go and bring Peter Pan to me! If you're not here in an hour, your precious mother here will taste my hook!" Hook roared and to prove that he was serious, he ran his hook along Sasha's cheek, leaving a trail of bright red blood. Sasha grimaced and looked helplessly over at Todd.
"Don't do it! It's a trick!" Sasha looked up at the captain, "Peter would see me dead anyway. You're wasting your time."
"Shut-up!" Hook snarled lifting his metal hand and slapping her across the face. The unconscious Sasha fell back against the hard stone ground, the blood running a constant stream down her cheek.
Hook turned back towards Todd, smiling venomously, "Now go tell your father!"
Todd, unable to move did all that he could do, cry in the pirate's arms as he was carried out of the tower.
…
He cried harder to himself as he stumbled in the wet darkness. Rain was pouring now as Todd descended the giant rocks. All he ever wanted in his entire life was to have a mother and now she was… Todd couldn't bare the thought.
Peter flew low to the ground, the rain caused by his mood. Where on earth could Sasha be? He knew the Neverland wasn't that big of an island. He had to find her.
"Mother! Mother! She's…" Todd cried harder as landed on the wet ground. He looked at the over-cast sky and shook his head. He'd never make his way back to the tree house. "Mother!!!!!"
Peter, hearing something in the distance, flew closer to the ground so he was barely grazing the grass blades. He had sent each of the Lost Boys on a man hunt for Sasha, perhaps one of them had got lucky.
"Todd? What are you doing?" Peter demanded hovering over the young boy.
"I found her, I found Mother…she's…she's…" Todd chocked on the words, "Father…Captain Hook has her!"
Peter stood still for a moment, the rain only get heavier. At first he wasn't even sure that he had heard Todd correctly. Captain James Hook alive? Impossible!
"I am afraid you must be mistaken. Hook his dead, I killed him me self!" Peter replied.
"But…Father…I…" Todd cried, for all he knew, Sasha could be dead already, "I saw him Father! He has her at the black castle in one of the towers!"
Peter opened his mouth to reply but when he looked into Todd's eyes and saw the fear, he knew instantly that Todd was telling the truth. Without so much as word, Peter floated up in air.
"They have guards!" Todd shouted after him.
Peter for the life of him couldn't believe that Hook was alive. How had he survived that crocodile attack? The only thing Peter knew for sure was that this time, he was not going to be so kind.
As he hovered in the shadows of the open window of the tower, he was amazed to find that Todd had been right. Captain Hook was sitting at the banquet table helping himself to a chicken leg. He was laughing about something but it was inaudible due to the rain. At first Peter couldn't see Sasha, but at a second glance he noticed a body on the floor beside the Captain's feet. How could he enter the room without getting caught?
Then Peter remembered how he use to scare the pants off the old captain by making noises that sounded similar to that of a pocket watch. He sat on the ledge and began ticking as loud as he can.
Hook dropped the chicken leg and stood up, "What is that noise? What is that noise?" He roared raising his hook. For a moment he feared that the crocodile had returned to seek his revenge. Then realization took place and he whirled around. "Why, if it's not Peter Pan."
"Why if it's not James Hook." Peter replied jumping to the ground.
"Ah ah ah." Hook spoke raising his boot over Sasha's face, preventing Peter from moving any closer.
Peter looked down at the bleeding Sasha, "the sleeping princess in the tower…" Peter whispered, reaching for his dagger.
"So you found yourself another Wendy I see." Hook spoke walking closer to Peter.
"How is it that you're still alive?" Peter wanted to know, inching closer to the Captain.
"Move any closer and she gets it!" Hook roared.
Peter froze, glaring up at Hook. He was rendered helpless for a moment…unable to move. Hook grinned walking around Peter, getting a proper look at him. "You've grown up. I can not believe the great and legendary Peter Pan has grown up."
Peter opened his mouth to speak but closed it shut. Hook lowered his hook closer towards Peter's chest, "you grew up for a girl. A girl that was leaving you…" He spoke, still smiling, "They all left you! You should have known better than that Peter Pan!"
Peter choked back the lump that had risen in his throat. He could feel the tears begin to sting his eyes as he looked back down at Sasha. She was leaving him, wasn't she?
"No!" Peter cried.
"YES!" Hook snarled, pushing Peter against the window ledge while Hawk and Spike surrounded him. The two pirates grabbed Peter by the arms and held him back so he couldn't fly away. The captain ran his hook along Peter's chest leaving a permanent scar, no doubt.
"She's not leaving me!" Peter cried harder.
"Like the rest of them she'd rather grow up than be with you."
Hook stepped back and walked towards Sasha. Peter struggled to get free but was unable to. Hook knelt down beside Sasha, kicking his chair over so Peter could get a better look. "Want me to take care of her for you?"
"NO!!!" Peter cried forcing himself free from Hawk and Spike. Hawk tried reaching for him again but Peter drove his dagger into Hawk's side.
Hook, witnessing this, lifted his hook over Sasha's neck.
…
Slim nodded raising his knife, "Right."
Todd placed Silm's knife in his pocket and cautiously entered the black castle. He was ready to stab any man that stood in his way. He walked up the long winding staircase, quickening his pace.
Sasha opened her eyes slightly as Hook grazed her neck slightly. At first she thought she was dreaming, than it all came back to her. She tried to move but found that she couldn't. She blinked and opened her eyes even wider, staring up at the captain.
Peter cried as Sasha glanced over in his direction, moving her lips slightly to mouth his name. He knew if he tried anything stupid Hook would have her dead by the time he got over to her. He had to be very cautious.
Todd, at a slight advantage to Peter was able to creep into the tower un-noticed. For once he had to admit that the name Tiny suit him well. He almost gasped when he saw Hook leaning over his mother. If he didn't act fast, he'd lose her forever. Tiny raised his knife and walked over to the bent-over captain. Without hesitation, he dragged his knife into the back of Hook's leg. Hook doubled over in pain, collapsing on top of Sasha's fragile body.
Spike, raised his sword and charged towards Todd screaming. Peter was quicker and floated up in the air, stabbing Spike through the chest with his dagger. Then he turned towards Sasha.
"Finish him off!" Peter told Todd.
Todd pulled out his knife and then looked at Peter, "What if I accidentally hurt Mother?"
Todd hesitated until he saw the captain stirring, then he took the knife and ran it into the captain's spine. Kicking him once or twice to make sure he was really dead. Peter ran over to the body and lifted it off of Sasha. When he had fallen on top of her, he knocked the wind out of her so she was rendered unconscious once more.
Peter knelt down beside Sasha and brushed his hand against her cheek. He was still crying as he placed his head on her neck, "Please don't die Sasha…please…please."
Todd stared at them silently, and then quietly left the room, crying to himself as he did so.
"Sasha…I don't want you to leave Neverland. I'm sorry I made you feel that way…I…" Peter hesitated, almost wishing that Sasha couldn't hear him, "I did love Wendy, I did…but not as much as you." And just like in Sasha's stories, Peter closed his eyes and gently kissed her on the lips.
Sasha opened her eyes slightly.
"Isn't that forbidden?" She whispered quietly, "I thought only grown-ups…"
"No, it's not…love is for everyone." Peter whispered.
Sasha smiled, "good because I love you."
He picked her up in his arms and out of the tower they flew. On the way outside, they saw Todd and Slim exiting the castle. Sasha reached in Peter's leather pouch and sprinkled a handful of pixie dust on Todd and Slim.
"Come on boys! We're going home!" Sasha exclaimed.
Sasha stood perfectly still in her room, with a lit candle on the bed stand as she put on her hoodie. Then she picked up the candle and walked into the boys' room. They all were fast asleep, dreaming happily of princesses, dungeons, and dragons. Their tummies full with food. Sasha forced down a lump that had risen in her throat and walked out of the room. She'd especially miss Todd. Sasha proceeded into the kitchen and picked up the silver roses, not caring whether her hands got pricked by the thorns. As she went outside into the freezing rain, she threw the roses on the ground and pulled her hood over her head.
It wasn't long before the rain had extinguished the candle leaving Sasha alone in pitch black with nothing to guide her.
….
"But love?" Peter inquired sipping the tea that was offered to him by Jane.
"Don't be so frightened of it my boy, love is most wonderful thing on the planet. Love is what keeps us going from day to day. Why love is the only reason for living." Jane replied before biting into a piece of biscotti.
Peter looked about the empty kitchen as he set his mug down on the table. "Is Margaret angry with me?"
"She was at first." Jane replied truthfully, "and yeah, it will be hard for to adjust to life in California without Sasha, but I think she and the boys will do just fine. She is really happy for Sasha and she hopes that Sasha is happy too."
Peter swallowed hard and looked up at Jane suddenly, "Sasha! What is today?"
"Why, Friday…"
"How long have I been away from home? Sasha and the Lost Boys! I hope nothing bad has happened to them!"
"Peter calm down…Sasha is a big girl, she can take care of herself. Why don't you go on home now? And bring the envelopes from Margaret with you." Jane replied rising to her feet and removing Peter's mug from the table.
"Thank you Jane, for everything." Peter spoke and bowed.
He spun around and retreated out of the kitchen, past the parlour and onto the street. He smiled to himself and flew high up into the night sky.
Jane placed her mug in the sink and turned on the facet. As she looked out the tiny window and saw a shooting star, she felt immensely happy. She picked up the mug and began to dry it off. As she set to place it on the counter, her hand slipped and the mug fell to the floor shattering in a thousand pieces. Jane gasped and placed her hand over her heart, falling down beside the broken mug. As she rolled over on her side, she whispered softly to herself. "to die will be the greatest adventure yet…"
…
When Peter arrived back at the tree house, he heard a soft crying noise coming from the corner of the boys' room. He placed the letters on a round tree trunk and then walked inside the boys' room and noticed Todd kneeling on the floor with his hands buried in his face.
"Tiny, I mean, Todd?" Peter knelt beside him.
"Father, Mother is gone…"
"What?"
"She left us…" Todd replied crying harder, he had quite liked having a mother.
"I shall just have to find her then." Peter spoke standing back up. He messed with his blond hair and walked out of the tree house. As he walked along the muddy path, he noticed the silver roses on the ground. "Oh Sasha.." he whispered.
…
Sasha removed her hood when she realized that it had stopped raining. It seemed that she had been walking for hours towards nothing at all. How was one suppose to get off an island that they weren't even sure they got on to in the first place? There had to be some sort of trick to it.
Sasha shook her head miserably, she couldn't help but begin to cry again. It was no use…the island seemed to go on forever and forever. She wiped her face and then placed her hands on a rather larger black rock. She propped herself up and then curled up into tiny ball as she cried herself to sleep, she didn't noticed the large stone castle behind her nor did she noticed Hawk standing high above her.
"I thought you said the mermaids killed her!" Hawk yelled at Spike, smacking him across his bald head.
"Well, I thought they had!" Spike snapped back drawing his sword.
"Come come men, the most important thing is that she is here now. She is the perfect bait to lure Peter Pan to us." Spoke another voice.
He stepped out of the shadows and grinned maliciously, with his moustache turned upright. He fixed his large feathery red hat and placed his good hand on Hawk's bare shoulder. As he glanced down at the young woman, his baby blue eyes changed from their natural color to a fiery red. "Yes, this will do it. Bring her to me at once."
Spike smiled to himself as he lower himself down the slippery rocks. This time he would not let her escape. Before Sasha even had time to scream for help he gagged her with some rope and pulled her up, tying her hands behind her back. He picked her up on his back and carried her up the giant rock.
He then carried her inside the black castle, towards a stony tower where the Captain resided. Sasha began kicking Spike as hard as she could but he didn't flinch. Instead he held onto her tighter until they reached the quarters. Then he carelessly tossed her fragile body at the Captain's feet.
"She has yet to reveal her name Sir."
"That's alright Spike, leave us."
Spike nodded his head, glancing down once last time at Sasha and then went back to stand guard at the castle's gate.
Now even more tears were streaming down Sasha's face than before. What had she done to deserve this punishment?
"Hello there."
The Captain leaned over Sasha, who was curled in a fetal position shaking with fear. He cut loose the rope that gagged her and pulled her to her feet. Then he cut the rope that bound her hands. Sasha gasped loudly when she got a proper look at him. "You…you're…you were dead…"
"Oh is that what the great Peter Pan told you?" The Captain snarled, "Is that what you heard? That damned crocodile got the best of me?" He turned towards her raising his hook in the air, "Well, in all actuality, I got the best of him. My colleague Smee, may he rest in peace, swam to my rescue.. You see he jumped ship without Pan's notice and slit the croc's throat while I made my escape. For one hundred years I have been living here at the castle and for one hundred years I have been waiting to exact my revenge on Peter Pan. Now I have my chance, thanks to you."
Captain Hook placed his hand on her shoulder lead her to a large table carved out of wood. On the table was a feast fit for a king. There was sausage, chicken, bread, wine, cake and many other delicious items.
"You must be hungry dear, I know all that make-believe food just isn't filling enough. Please sit."
Unsure of what to do or say, Sasha sat down at the table nervously although she had to admit that she was really hungry. Berries really weren't enough for a growing girl.
"I guess not."
"Please, help yourself."
Sasha broke off a piece of bread and stared up at the captain. He poured himself a glass of wine and raised it up, "Cheers."
Sasha nibbled on the bread and glanced around the cold room. At the door stood one of the captain's minions, watching out for trespassers. What an unfortunate place to wind up at, Sasha thought.
"So tell me deary, do you have a name?"
"I, uh, it's…" Sasha swallowed hard, there was no way she'd give him her real name, "It's Jill."
"Jill?" Captain Hook inquired.
Sasha nodded, "it's a family name…"
"Jill…Jill…" He repeated to himself, why did that name sound so familiar to him?
"Um…"
"And what brings to you to the black castle Miss Jill?" Hook questioned stabbing his knife in a large sausage.
"Look man, I am just looking for a way to get home…I don't want any trouble."
"So how old are you Jill?"
"Why do you need to know my age?" Sasha inquired, glancing back over at the pirate. A second pirate had come over and was whispering something to him. The first pirate nodded and then walked over to the Captain.
"Just making polite conversation." Hook replied and then looked up at the waiting pirate, "Yes Sim what is it?"
The pirate leaned down and whispered something in Captain's ear. Sasha looked closely at the pirate and noticed a large scar across his neck. Apparently he had had a run with the captain before…and seemed rather afraid of his dark leader.
"A Lost Boy you say? Bring him forth."
Sasha almost chocked on her bread when a third pirate entered the room. He was a lot heavier set than the other two pirates. He walked closer towards the table with Todd kicking and squirming in his arms.
"TODD!" Sasha cried, knocking over her chair as she got to her feet. She ran over to the pirate and began hitting him with her fists, "you let him go!!"
"Mother!" Todd cried.
Sasha tried to free Todd with all her might. She kicked the pirate once and then was violently pulled back by Captain Hook. He lowered his hook so that it was grazing her neck, "you try that again and I'll kill you."
"You were going to kill me anyway!" Sasha spat back trying to free herself from Hook's grasp.
"No!!!" Todd cried.
"Now, Todd is it? You go and bring Peter Pan to me! If you're not here in an hour, your precious mother here will taste my hook!" Hook roared and to prove that he was serious, he ran his hook along Sasha's cheek, leaving a trail of bright red blood. Sasha grimaced and looked helplessly over at Todd.
"Don't do it! It's a trick!" Sasha looked up at the captain, "Peter would see me dead anyway. You're wasting your time."
"Shut-up!" Hook snarled lifting his metal hand and slapping her across the face. The unconscious Sasha fell back against the hard stone ground, the blood running a constant stream down her cheek.
Hook turned back towards Todd, smiling venomously, "Now go tell your father!"
Todd, unable to move did all that he could do, cry in the pirate's arms as he was carried out of the tower.
…
He cried harder to himself as he stumbled in the wet darkness. Rain was pouring now as Todd descended the giant rocks. All he ever wanted in his entire life was to have a mother and now she was… Todd couldn't bare the thought.
Peter flew low to the ground, the rain caused by his mood. Where on earth could Sasha be? He knew the Neverland wasn't that big of an island. He had to find her.
"Mother! Mother! She's…" Todd cried harder as landed on the wet ground. He looked at the over-cast sky and shook his head. He'd never make his way back to the tree house. "Mother!!!!!"
Peter, hearing something in the distance, flew closer to the ground so he was barely grazing the grass blades. He had sent each of the Lost Boys on a man hunt for Sasha, perhaps one of them had got lucky.
"Todd? What are you doing?" Peter demanded hovering over the young boy.
"I found her, I found Mother…she's…she's…" Todd chocked on the words, "Father…Captain Hook has her!"
Peter stood still for a moment, the rain only get heavier. At first he wasn't even sure that he had heard Todd correctly. Captain James Hook alive? Impossible!
"I am afraid you must be mistaken. Hook his dead, I killed him me self!" Peter replied.
"But…Father…I…" Todd cried, for all he knew, Sasha could be dead already, "I saw him Father! He has her at the black castle in one of the towers!"
Peter opened his mouth to reply but when he looked into Todd's eyes and saw the fear, he knew instantly that Todd was telling the truth. Without so much as word, Peter floated up in air.
"They have guards!" Todd shouted after him.
Peter for the life of him couldn't believe that Hook was alive. How had he survived that crocodile attack? The only thing Peter knew for sure was that this time, he was not going to be so kind.
As he hovered in the shadows of the open window of the tower, he was amazed to find that Todd had been right. Captain Hook was sitting at the banquet table helping himself to a chicken leg. He was laughing about something but it was inaudible due to the rain. At first Peter couldn't see Sasha, but at a second glance he noticed a body on the floor beside the Captain's feet. How could he enter the room without getting caught?
Then Peter remembered how he use to scare the pants off the old captain by making noises that sounded similar to that of a pocket watch. He sat on the ledge and began ticking as loud as he can.
Hook dropped the chicken leg and stood up, "What is that noise? What is that noise?" He roared raising his hook. For a moment he feared that the crocodile had returned to seek his revenge. Then realization took place and he whirled around. "Why, if it's not Peter Pan."
"Why if it's not James Hook." Peter replied jumping to the ground.
"Ah ah ah." Hook spoke raising his boot over Sasha's face, preventing Peter from moving any closer.
Peter looked down at the bleeding Sasha, "the sleeping princess in the tower…" Peter whispered, reaching for his dagger.
"So you found yourself another Wendy I see." Hook spoke walking closer to Peter.
"How is it that you're still alive?" Peter wanted to know, inching closer to the Captain.
"Move any closer and she gets it!" Hook roared.
Peter froze, glaring up at Hook. He was rendered helpless for a moment…unable to move. Hook grinned walking around Peter, getting a proper look at him. "You've grown up. I can not believe the great and legendary Peter Pan has grown up."
Peter opened his mouth to speak but closed it shut. Hook lowered his hook closer towards Peter's chest, "you grew up for a girl. A girl that was leaving you…" He spoke, still smiling, "They all left you! You should have known better than that Peter Pan!"
Peter choked back the lump that had risen in his throat. He could feel the tears begin to sting his eyes as he looked back down at Sasha. She was leaving him, wasn't she?
"No!" Peter cried.
"YES!" Hook snarled, pushing Peter against the window ledge while Hawk and Spike surrounded him. The two pirates grabbed Peter by the arms and held him back so he couldn't fly away. The captain ran his hook along Peter's chest leaving a permanent scar, no doubt.
"She's not leaving me!" Peter cried harder.
"Like the rest of them she'd rather grow up than be with you."
Hook stepped back and walked towards Sasha. Peter struggled to get free but was unable to. Hook knelt down beside Sasha, kicking his chair over so Peter could get a better look. "Want me to take care of her for you?"
"NO!!!" Peter cried forcing himself free from Hawk and Spike. Hawk tried reaching for him again but Peter drove his dagger into Hawk's side.
Hook, witnessing this, lifted his hook over Sasha's neck.
…
Slim nodded raising his knife, "Right."
Todd placed Silm's knife in his pocket and cautiously entered the black castle. He was ready to stab any man that stood in his way. He walked up the long winding staircase, quickening his pace.
Sasha opened her eyes slightly as Hook grazed her neck slightly. At first she thought she was dreaming, than it all came back to her. She tried to move but found that she couldn't. She blinked and opened her eyes even wider, staring up at the captain.
Peter cried as Sasha glanced over in his direction, moving her lips slightly to mouth his name. He knew if he tried anything stupid Hook would have her dead by the time he got over to her. He had to be very cautious.
Todd, at a slight advantage to Peter was able to creep into the tower un-noticed. For once he had to admit that the name Tiny suit him well. He almost gasped when he saw Hook leaning over his mother. If he didn't act fast, he'd lose her forever. Tiny raised his knife and walked over to the bent-over captain. Without hesitation, he dragged his knife into the back of Hook's leg. Hook doubled over in pain, collapsing on top of Sasha's fragile body.
Spike, raised his sword and charged towards Todd screaming. Peter was quicker and floated up in the air, stabbing Spike through the chest with his dagger. Then he turned towards Sasha.
"Finish him off!" Peter told Todd.
Todd pulled out his knife and then looked at Peter, "What if I accidentally hurt Mother?"
Todd hesitated until he saw the captain stirring, then he took the knife and ran it into the captain's spine. Kicking him once or twice to make sure he was really dead. Peter ran over to the body and lifted it off of Sasha. When he had fallen on top of her, he knocked the wind out of her so she was rendered unconscious once more.
Peter knelt down beside Sasha and brushed his hand against her cheek. He was still crying as he placed his head on her neck, "Please don't die Sasha…please…please."
Todd stared at them silently, and then quietly left the room, crying to himself as he did so.
"Sasha…I don't want you to leave Neverland. I'm sorry I made you feel that way…I…" Peter hesitated, almost wishing that Sasha couldn't hear him, "I did love Wendy, I did…but not as much as you." And just like in Sasha's stories, Peter closed his eyes and gently kissed her on the lips.
Sasha opened her eyes slightly.
"Isn't that forbidden?" She whispered quietly, "I thought only grown-ups…"
"No, it's not…love is for everyone." Peter whispered.
Sasha smiled, "good because I love you."
He picked her up in his arms and out of the tower they flew. On the way outside, they saw Todd and Slim exiting the castle. Sasha reached in Peter's leather pouch and sprinkled a handful of pixie dust on Todd and Slim.
"Come on boys! We're going home!" Sasha exclaimed.