EVENTFUL DINNER
The table was set with warm, gourmet foods from different countries. Candles were lit, as the windows were unbarred, for Hook and his weapons were watching Wendy.
Smee went to fetch the girl. He was a kind pirate, and made Wendy feel more comfortable than a captive. "Dinner is served, my lady." Smee smiled, taking Wendy by the arm and gently guiding her to the deck, to the door of Hook's quarters. He could tell by the look on her face that she wasn't looking forward to it. "Don't worry, Wendy." Smee comforted. "He won't bite... much." Smee closed the door behind Wendy as she looked around the lovely red room. Her face didn't look happy, but even more frightened. She gulped as she sat down at the table and picked at a pig.
Meanwhile, Peter flew to the pirate ship, mischievously looking through the window. The night was darker than usual, as a navy blue sky started to turn black. He noticed Wendy's back turned to him, and noticed that she was in the Captain's cabin. He knocked on the window, murmuring, "Wendy! It's me! Open up!"
Wendy gasped as she turned to Peter and reached out for his hand. "Peter, it's not safe here! Hook has set dozens of traps for you, and-"
Hook slowly opened the door as Wendy motioned Peter away.
"I'll come back for you and the boys!" Peter whispered loudly. Wendy nodded as she panicky turned to the pirate captain and put on a fake smile.
"Captain Hook." Wendy murmured with a bow of the head. Hook sat down beside her, smiling his evil grin.
"So, Wendy. Feeling better about your stay?"
"No." Wendy whispered as she delicately bit off a piece of bread.
"Forget about that." Hook walked over to Wendy and placed his only hand on her shoulder. "We don't have to do this the hard way, me hurting you. If you don't please me, then be ready for brutal pain. But the opposite of displease, will reward you dearly."
"What do you want me to do?" Wendy's voice was shaky. Hook bent down to Wendy and kissed her forcefully. Wendy pulled back, tasting the alcohol in his lips. She smacked him with her left hand rather roughly. Hook grabbed her hand and twisted it, glaring at her. Wendy yelped, for it hurt.
"You'll pay for that, you know. You'll be sorry you resisted." Hook sent Wendy to the ground and rushed over to his wardrobe. He pulled out a long, leather belt of black and gold. Wendy looked up in fear as she tried running away. Hook stepped on her nightgown so, as she couldn't escape. Her back was facing the ceiling as she pleaded for mercy. Hook raised the belt and lashed her several times until blood appeared. The thick, innocent blood of Wendy Morgan spread out like a spider web. Hook stopped, hearing a bump at the window.
"Please! Stop!" Wendy screamed. Hook stepped off her nightgown and backed away. Wendy stood up and collapsed to the ground, growing weak.
Hook sat down on a chair and watched Wendy with jealousy as she rested her head on the wall. Her hair was damp of sweat.
"Why do you not scream for Peter?" Hook asked, walking over to her and picking her up by the hair. Wendy was quaking as she looked into his eyes. They were not cold and heartless, but looked enchanting. She softened her grip and tilted her head, lost in a never-ending gaze.
"Peter?" Wendy mouthed. She looked down at her necklaces. Hook grabbed them both, and saw the skeleton leaf and the pearls.
"A skeleton leaf?" Hook looked with tenderness at the crumpled, dried- out plant shedding. "So the rumour is true. You belong to each other." His eyes looked from the leaf to Wendy and back again. Her caring eyes were focused on the leaf as well, as her bleeding lip curved into a sly smile. Hook's breathing became heavy as his eyes became infused with anger. He pushed Wendy to the floor and clawed at her angelic body, making her nightgown tear, exposing her leg that immediately began to bleed of her wounds. She cried out in horror and in pain as Hook pounced on her, demanding inside her heart.
She resisted and cried out, "PETER!" as she fought for her life.
"Your precious Peter cannot save you now, you little bitch!" Hook yelled as he kicked Wendy's head roughly. Wendy stopped fighting, and saw as the blurry Hook in vibrant colours dropped his sword. Then, all went black.
The table was set with warm, gourmet foods from different countries. Candles were lit, as the windows were unbarred, for Hook and his weapons were watching Wendy.
Smee went to fetch the girl. He was a kind pirate, and made Wendy feel more comfortable than a captive. "Dinner is served, my lady." Smee smiled, taking Wendy by the arm and gently guiding her to the deck, to the door of Hook's quarters. He could tell by the look on her face that she wasn't looking forward to it. "Don't worry, Wendy." Smee comforted. "He won't bite... much." Smee closed the door behind Wendy as she looked around the lovely red room. Her face didn't look happy, but even more frightened. She gulped as she sat down at the table and picked at a pig.
Meanwhile, Peter flew to the pirate ship, mischievously looking through the window. The night was darker than usual, as a navy blue sky started to turn black. He noticed Wendy's back turned to him, and noticed that she was in the Captain's cabin. He knocked on the window, murmuring, "Wendy! It's me! Open up!"
Wendy gasped as she turned to Peter and reached out for his hand. "Peter, it's not safe here! Hook has set dozens of traps for you, and-"
Hook slowly opened the door as Wendy motioned Peter away.
"I'll come back for you and the boys!" Peter whispered loudly. Wendy nodded as she panicky turned to the pirate captain and put on a fake smile.
"Captain Hook." Wendy murmured with a bow of the head. Hook sat down beside her, smiling his evil grin.
"So, Wendy. Feeling better about your stay?"
"No." Wendy whispered as she delicately bit off a piece of bread.
"Forget about that." Hook walked over to Wendy and placed his only hand on her shoulder. "We don't have to do this the hard way, me hurting you. If you don't please me, then be ready for brutal pain. But the opposite of displease, will reward you dearly."
"What do you want me to do?" Wendy's voice was shaky. Hook bent down to Wendy and kissed her forcefully. Wendy pulled back, tasting the alcohol in his lips. She smacked him with her left hand rather roughly. Hook grabbed her hand and twisted it, glaring at her. Wendy yelped, for it hurt.
"You'll pay for that, you know. You'll be sorry you resisted." Hook sent Wendy to the ground and rushed over to his wardrobe. He pulled out a long, leather belt of black and gold. Wendy looked up in fear as she tried running away. Hook stepped on her nightgown so, as she couldn't escape. Her back was facing the ceiling as she pleaded for mercy. Hook raised the belt and lashed her several times until blood appeared. The thick, innocent blood of Wendy Morgan spread out like a spider web. Hook stopped, hearing a bump at the window.
"Please! Stop!" Wendy screamed. Hook stepped off her nightgown and backed away. Wendy stood up and collapsed to the ground, growing weak.
Hook sat down on a chair and watched Wendy with jealousy as she rested her head on the wall. Her hair was damp of sweat.
"Why do you not scream for Peter?" Hook asked, walking over to her and picking her up by the hair. Wendy was quaking as she looked into his eyes. They were not cold and heartless, but looked enchanting. She softened her grip and tilted her head, lost in a never-ending gaze.
"Peter?" Wendy mouthed. She looked down at her necklaces. Hook grabbed them both, and saw the skeleton leaf and the pearls.
"A skeleton leaf?" Hook looked with tenderness at the crumpled, dried- out plant shedding. "So the rumour is true. You belong to each other." His eyes looked from the leaf to Wendy and back again. Her caring eyes were focused on the leaf as well, as her bleeding lip curved into a sly smile. Hook's breathing became heavy as his eyes became infused with anger. He pushed Wendy to the floor and clawed at her angelic body, making her nightgown tear, exposing her leg that immediately began to bleed of her wounds. She cried out in horror and in pain as Hook pounced on her, demanding inside her heart.
She resisted and cried out, "PETER!" as she fought for her life.
"Your precious Peter cannot save you now, you little bitch!" Hook yelled as he kicked Wendy's head roughly. Wendy stopped fighting, and saw as the blurry Hook in vibrant colours dropped his sword. Then, all went black.