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The man held the knife above Jane as she squeezed her eyes shut. Then he brought it swiftly down. The knife bit into its destination with ease and Jane opened her eyes in surprise. She sat up as she felt the ropes fall away from her body and looked up at the hooded man in surprise.

"You're not going to kill me?" She asked amazed. She had been so sure when he had held the knife above her like that.

"No, something tells me I should keep you alive...for now at least. Mark my words though if you so much as take a step towards the exit I'll have the Korlarghs tie you back up and hang you upside down. You have no chance of getting away really, these caves are far to complicated. You'd wander for days and be more likely to die of starvation than find the exit."

"Why are you doing this?" Jane asked.

"Why am I doing what?" the man asked.

"Why are you holding me here if you're not going to eat me, or kill me, or do some other ghastly thing, why are you holding me here?" The man sat unmoving for a moment. Finally he answered.

"All shall be revealed in time mother dear" the man spat. Jane looked up at him in surprise. "Take her away," he said before Jane could talk. The Korlarghs picked Jane up and swiftly carried her off to deposit her in a cell somewhere. Thomias turned from the table where she had lay and walked swiftly to his chambers.

He sank down into a chair and put his head in his hands. Jane. That name caused him so many emotions. How long had it been? Thomias shook his head. He must not dwell on it. Why hadn't he killed her though? What had stopped him? He had to do it somehow! He had to somehow stop the pain before it happened. Only then would he be free! Yes only then.

Thomias stood up and walked over to the mirror in his room. Slowly he drew back the hood that hid his face. His face once so young and full of youth was now old and etched with lines. Nothing he could do would take the years from his face...or the pain. No, what he would have to do was prevent those years from ever happening. That was the only way.

Thomias stared into the mirror hating everything he saw. He screamed in his rage and smashed the mirror to pieces cutting is hand in the process. He stared at the cut as blood seeped out of it, pooled in his hand, then overflowed to the floor. She would have fixed this in an instant. She would have kissed it then wrapped it up tightly and then all would be fine.

"Oh Jane!" he cried out in anguish as he threw himself down on his bed and wept. He wept and yearned for the naivety of boyhood.
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"So your new mother has been mothernapped and you wish for me to get my tribe together and risk our lives to capture Hook for you?" Tiger Lily asked the grinning boy before her. Peter nodded swiftly and a grin broke out on Tiger Lily's face. "When do we leave?"

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Hook sat cowering in his cabin. The master was not going to be pleased. Not pleased at all. How had a girl beaten him? She was a puny little nothing and she had beaten a full grown man. And he was the one who had caught her off guard! How had she done it? Then those bloody beasts had to come in and take over. No doubt they captured both Jane and Peter. The master would have no use for him now. He and his mutant creatures would be coming there soon to feast off of their flesh. Oh how could this have happened?

Nothing worked out for poor Hook. Just because he was the villain didn't mean he hadn't any feelings. Why did the bad guy always have to lose? Just once he wanted to win! Win and not have anything to worry about. Oh why was his life always so terrible? Suddenly Hook heard commotion from up on deck. There was screaming and yelling and several splashes. Then Hook heard a shout.

"Hook you smelly codfish! Come out here! I've something to discuss with you!" Peter shouted. Hook slowly walked out on deck only to find most of his crew cowering in a corner surrounded by lost boys and Indians. The splashes he had heard were undoubtedly the missing members of his crew.

"What is it Pan?" Hook asked without emotion. He would be killed by the master soon anyway what did it matter if a boy destroyed his crew first?

"Where is she?!" Peter shouted.

"Where is who Pan?"

"You know what I am talking about!" Peter said flying over to Hook so that he was staring at him directly in the face. "Where is Jane?"

"And what makes you so sure that I know?" Hook asked.

"You tried to kidnap her earlier so obviously something is up! Those monsters didn't carry me off so they obviously weren't doing it just for food! Something's up and you know what it is don't try to deny it!"

"Oh is the poor little boy upset because his mummy's been taken away from him?" Hook said in a mocking baby voice. Peter's eyes flashed.

"Don't call me a little boy! And yes I am upset because Jane's been taken! I want her back now!"

"Don't call you a little boy? But Pan isn't that what you are? A boy?" Peter looked taken aback for a moment. That's right he was a boy. So why was he offended when Hook called him one? Peter shook his head.

"Stop trying to change the subject! Where is Jane?"

"And why should I tell you?" Hook asked.

"Because if you don't I'll feed your liver to the fish!" Peter said icily. Hook sighed.

"All right Pan, I'll tell you where she is, but not because I'm scared of you! It is because I tire of you and wish to be left alone. Your beloved mother is being held by Lord Thom ruler of the Korlarghs, those foul creatures you fought last night. They live in caves near the back of the island. Good luck getting in. The creatures patrol the area all night and they have guards stationed at the entrance. As you most likely discovered earlier those creatures are not easy to fight with. Now would you please vacate my ship? I grow weary." Peter glared at the pirate captain for a moment then he called out to his companions.

"All right men...and ladies! Let's find those caves and get our mother back!" The group of boys and Indians gave a loud whoop and jumped down into the boats that were fastened to the ship below. Peter led them flying in the air ahead of them.

'We'll find you Jane!' he thought. 'Don't worry we're coming!'
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A/N: yay! Another chapter done! Hope I didn't make you wait too long but I've been gone. I've completely changed the direction I was going with this story, so if you're confused I'm sorry tell me and I'll try to fix where it gets confusing. Thanks for the great number of reviews which totaled a whole whopping ZERO! I'm not loved. Oh well, I think this is a good story and it's about to get better. Anyway review review review! Review and I'll give you a dancing monkey! Thanks for reading!

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