Disclaimer: Don't own it! Wish I did, (Bring Cole back and have him get
back together with Phoebe! Anyone who thinks otherwise, shame on you!)
****
Piper leaned close to Leo as they made their way to the bow of the ship. There they found Captain Smith, who was peering at the ever- growing waves.
"Excuse me, where is Phoebe and Henry?" Piper asked politely, squeezing Leo's hand tightly. "I thought we already found Phoebe!"
"Prince Henry requested that the two of them depart on a separate ship. Of course, I allowed it," the captain answered, never taking his eyes away from the sea.
"Thank you!" Leo replied back. The two walked off hand-in-hand, not realizing that Phoebe was in mortal danger...
*****
Cole and Paige stood on The Skulls ship, their mouths gagged, hands tied behind their backs and feet joined together. The crew stood at the rail, gazing at something below.
Prince Henry came aboard with a victorious smile across his face. "The captain of The Skulls has returned," he stated, as everyone cheered. "Ah, and these must be our prisoners! Very nice!" He eyed Paige up and down before walking away.
"Cole, that's Prince Henry, the one that molested Phoebe!" Paige whispered, her eyes wide and eyebrows shot up.
Cole struggled against his bounds as he heard this.
"Turn to the left, I want you to look for a petite woman with brunette hair! She will be my mistress once we find her." Henry chuckled, pointing to the left. "Hurry!"
Cole and Paige gulped as they saw them hauling something up...
******
The mysterious figure dragged Phoebe onto a beach, finally noticing that she was unconscious. Taking off the mask, the figure revealed himself to be, Nick! He grinned wickedly, shaking Phoebe, trying to awake her.
"Phoebe!" he cried, watching her cautiously open her eyes. "How are you feeling?"
"Where's Henry, where's Cole?" Phoebe shouted, propping herself up.
"Don't worry your safe."
"After our first talk, I rowed off to your homeland. There I found a ship going in search of you and I jumped on."
A loud blow horn rang across the water meeting the pair's ears. Rowing swiftly, a rowboat with the rest of the crew of Nick's ship moved toward them. Captain Regald hopped off the rowboat and stomped over to Nick.
"Where's Turner?" Captain Regald demanded.
"I don't know! I wasn't on the ship when The Skulls attacked. But I got Phoebe, isn't that what matters?"
They both glanced toward Phoebe, to discover she was gone.
"Find her, even if it's the last thing you do!" threatened Captain Regald, helping the rest of the crew onto dry land.
Nick bolted toward the trees, afraid of his fate if he did not find her.
****
Phoebe panted dodging trees, branches and animals as she dashed across the island. Piper, where are you? Phoebe thought, finally stopping to catch her breath.
Impulsively, she gazed out at the water, and what she saw horrified her...
****
Prue was pushed abruptly onto the ship of the Skulls. Her hair was draped back and she looked fearfully at the pirates. She tried to leap off but every path was blocked.
One man stood closer than the rest, she guessed he was the captain. She had guessed right, it was Captain Henry/Prince Henry/Pervert Henry.
He harshly questioned:
"Who are you? Do you know anything of a Miss Phoebe Halliwell's whereabouts?"
Prue sputtered, "I'm Prue, Phoebe's cousin. I swear I don't know where she is!" Tears started to stream down her face as she looked at the oak wood floor.
"Take her and the other girl to the Red Room! Lock them in, until they talk!" ordered Henry, pulling Prue up by the hair and pushing her aside. The girls were reluctantly taken away.
Henry straightened his back, staring into Cole's blue-green eyes, kind of the color of the sea, only calmer and more vibrant with life.
"How do you know Phoebe?" Henry asked, not daring to blink.
"Oh, you know... around! Actually she got quite around on my ship! Wow, man is she good... if you know what I mean," Cole lied, as he emphasized by putting his hand to his chest.
Henry took a threatening step forward, jerking his hand back, and ready to fight. Putting his hands up in a fake apology, Cole stepped backward.
"In all seriousness, I'd like to extract every organ in your body and feed it to the sharks. Then keep you alive somehow, and burn you at the stake. All because of the way you hurt Phoebe. If I ever hear that you even looked at her funny, I'll make good on that threat," Cole threatened, daggers shooting from his eyes.
"Take him to the Hell Room!" Henry was clearly unaffected by the words uttered from Cole.
Cole struggled viciously at the guards holding him back, but he was taken away anyway.
Henry had seen the island, about a mile off, and knew that's most likely where Phoebe would be. Sailing toward the island, Henry caught sight of Phoebe and smirked maliciously. "Full speed ahead!" Henry shouted.
In a few moments they had landed upon the tiny land. Henry caught sight of Phoebe bolting away and he raced after her. Catching her, he dragged her back to the ship as she hit and bite every part of his body she could get to.
Henry just walked on; the only thing that seemed to get hurt was Phoebe's teeth and fists.
Once on the ship, Henry dragged her to the main deck and pushed her to the ground as the rest of the crew smiled at her luridly.
"Take her to the Hell Room as well!" Henry declared, before marching off to his cabin.
When Phoebe was locked into the Hell room, she heard the crackles and pops of a fire and bone chilling cackles that ran a chill down her spine.
"What are you doing here?" someone whispered worriedly behind her. She spun around, her eyes wide with fear, but they immediately softened as she saw Cole.
"Cole-," Phoebe started, but before she could answer, an arm roughly grabbed her around the throat and pulled her into the darkness.
Phoebe could now see the fire clearly, and the stench of burning corpses filled her nostrils. The heat and stench was unbearable, but the thing carrying her only moved closer to the smell.
What Phoebe didn't know, was that Cole was close by and about to the strike the vile creature holding her. The monster fell into a heap on the floor as Cole clubbed him. He grabbed Phoebe's hand hastily and dragged her away.
"It's not safe for you here! This is only one of the many torture rooms The Skulls have aboard this ship. Paige and your Cousins are in the second to worse one there is!" Cole explained, yanking on the door, desperate to keep Phoebe safe.
"What's the worst one?" Phoebe asked, fearing the response.
"The one we're in! The Hell Room!" A snicker followed by a cry for help rang throughout the room. "Come on!"
Cole bashed and kicked all the monsters he saw, while they raced toward the one safe place Cole knew of in the room. When they reached it, an invisible force that started to choke Cole pulled him back.
Yet, Cole did not worry about himself, only of Phoebe. He pushed her into the cave and managed to sputter, "They can't reach you in there!"
The invisible force was yanking Cole's head to and fro, so his head was being bashed upon a rock. At the same time he was still being choked.
Phoebe rushed out, knowing that she was no longer safe. She reached Cole and helped him to his feet. The invisible spirit pushed her backward against a wall and tried to finish its job. Cole started to cough up blood as the wound on the back of his head began to rapidly grow.
Phoebe grabbed a rock on the ground and hit the invisible being over the head with it. The invisible spirit fell to the ground, and became not so invisible anymore.
Phoebe leaned Cole against her and helped him walk to the cave. There she started to clean his wound, and he started looking at her in a new light. Phoebe could see the admiring glances he gave her and she couldn't repress the happiness it gave her.
"You're better now!" Phoebe told him, placing a bandage on his wound.
"Not quite!" he answered, leaning closer and kissing her hard against the lips, as he came on top of her. Before long his intentions were far beyond just kissing. He lifted her shirt and threw it aside. But the funny thing was, Phoebe let him, even though she had feared the moment she lost her virginity willingly!
Soon all the clothes were discarded and they made love. Not sex, oh no! They had made a spiritual connection, one that neither could forget. For once they gave their whole spirit and heart to the other person and their pleasure.
But neither of them knew who was lurking in the corner watching the whole seen with envious eyes. They did not know that the problems had only just begun.
****
Piper leaned close to Leo as they made their way to the bow of the ship. There they found Captain Smith, who was peering at the ever- growing waves.
"Excuse me, where is Phoebe and Henry?" Piper asked politely, squeezing Leo's hand tightly. "I thought we already found Phoebe!"
"Prince Henry requested that the two of them depart on a separate ship. Of course, I allowed it," the captain answered, never taking his eyes away from the sea.
"Thank you!" Leo replied back. The two walked off hand-in-hand, not realizing that Phoebe was in mortal danger...
*****
Cole and Paige stood on The Skulls ship, their mouths gagged, hands tied behind their backs and feet joined together. The crew stood at the rail, gazing at something below.
Prince Henry came aboard with a victorious smile across his face. "The captain of The Skulls has returned," he stated, as everyone cheered. "Ah, and these must be our prisoners! Very nice!" He eyed Paige up and down before walking away.
"Cole, that's Prince Henry, the one that molested Phoebe!" Paige whispered, her eyes wide and eyebrows shot up.
Cole struggled against his bounds as he heard this.
"Turn to the left, I want you to look for a petite woman with brunette hair! She will be my mistress once we find her." Henry chuckled, pointing to the left. "Hurry!"
Cole and Paige gulped as they saw them hauling something up...
******
The mysterious figure dragged Phoebe onto a beach, finally noticing that she was unconscious. Taking off the mask, the figure revealed himself to be, Nick! He grinned wickedly, shaking Phoebe, trying to awake her.
"Phoebe!" he cried, watching her cautiously open her eyes. "How are you feeling?"
"Where's Henry, where's Cole?" Phoebe shouted, propping herself up.
"Don't worry your safe."
"After our first talk, I rowed off to your homeland. There I found a ship going in search of you and I jumped on."
A loud blow horn rang across the water meeting the pair's ears. Rowing swiftly, a rowboat with the rest of the crew of Nick's ship moved toward them. Captain Regald hopped off the rowboat and stomped over to Nick.
"Where's Turner?" Captain Regald demanded.
"I don't know! I wasn't on the ship when The Skulls attacked. But I got Phoebe, isn't that what matters?"
They both glanced toward Phoebe, to discover she was gone.
"Find her, even if it's the last thing you do!" threatened Captain Regald, helping the rest of the crew onto dry land.
Nick bolted toward the trees, afraid of his fate if he did not find her.
****
Phoebe panted dodging trees, branches and animals as she dashed across the island. Piper, where are you? Phoebe thought, finally stopping to catch her breath.
Impulsively, she gazed out at the water, and what she saw horrified her...
****
Prue was pushed abruptly onto the ship of the Skulls. Her hair was draped back and she looked fearfully at the pirates. She tried to leap off but every path was blocked.
One man stood closer than the rest, she guessed he was the captain. She had guessed right, it was Captain Henry/Prince Henry/Pervert Henry.
He harshly questioned:
"Who are you? Do you know anything of a Miss Phoebe Halliwell's whereabouts?"
Prue sputtered, "I'm Prue, Phoebe's cousin. I swear I don't know where she is!" Tears started to stream down her face as she looked at the oak wood floor.
"Take her and the other girl to the Red Room! Lock them in, until they talk!" ordered Henry, pulling Prue up by the hair and pushing her aside. The girls were reluctantly taken away.
Henry straightened his back, staring into Cole's blue-green eyes, kind of the color of the sea, only calmer and more vibrant with life.
"How do you know Phoebe?" Henry asked, not daring to blink.
"Oh, you know... around! Actually she got quite around on my ship! Wow, man is she good... if you know what I mean," Cole lied, as he emphasized by putting his hand to his chest.
Henry took a threatening step forward, jerking his hand back, and ready to fight. Putting his hands up in a fake apology, Cole stepped backward.
"In all seriousness, I'd like to extract every organ in your body and feed it to the sharks. Then keep you alive somehow, and burn you at the stake. All because of the way you hurt Phoebe. If I ever hear that you even looked at her funny, I'll make good on that threat," Cole threatened, daggers shooting from his eyes.
"Take him to the Hell Room!" Henry was clearly unaffected by the words uttered from Cole.
Cole struggled viciously at the guards holding him back, but he was taken away anyway.
Henry had seen the island, about a mile off, and knew that's most likely where Phoebe would be. Sailing toward the island, Henry caught sight of Phoebe and smirked maliciously. "Full speed ahead!" Henry shouted.
In a few moments they had landed upon the tiny land. Henry caught sight of Phoebe bolting away and he raced after her. Catching her, he dragged her back to the ship as she hit and bite every part of his body she could get to.
Henry just walked on; the only thing that seemed to get hurt was Phoebe's teeth and fists.
Once on the ship, Henry dragged her to the main deck and pushed her to the ground as the rest of the crew smiled at her luridly.
"Take her to the Hell Room as well!" Henry declared, before marching off to his cabin.
When Phoebe was locked into the Hell room, she heard the crackles and pops of a fire and bone chilling cackles that ran a chill down her spine.
"What are you doing here?" someone whispered worriedly behind her. She spun around, her eyes wide with fear, but they immediately softened as she saw Cole.
"Cole-," Phoebe started, but before she could answer, an arm roughly grabbed her around the throat and pulled her into the darkness.
Phoebe could now see the fire clearly, and the stench of burning corpses filled her nostrils. The heat and stench was unbearable, but the thing carrying her only moved closer to the smell.
What Phoebe didn't know, was that Cole was close by and about to the strike the vile creature holding her. The monster fell into a heap on the floor as Cole clubbed him. He grabbed Phoebe's hand hastily and dragged her away.
"It's not safe for you here! This is only one of the many torture rooms The Skulls have aboard this ship. Paige and your Cousins are in the second to worse one there is!" Cole explained, yanking on the door, desperate to keep Phoebe safe.
"What's the worst one?" Phoebe asked, fearing the response.
"The one we're in! The Hell Room!" A snicker followed by a cry for help rang throughout the room. "Come on!"
Cole bashed and kicked all the monsters he saw, while they raced toward the one safe place Cole knew of in the room. When they reached it, an invisible force that started to choke Cole pulled him back.
Yet, Cole did not worry about himself, only of Phoebe. He pushed her into the cave and managed to sputter, "They can't reach you in there!"
The invisible force was yanking Cole's head to and fro, so his head was being bashed upon a rock. At the same time he was still being choked.
Phoebe rushed out, knowing that she was no longer safe. She reached Cole and helped him to his feet. The invisible spirit pushed her backward against a wall and tried to finish its job. Cole started to cough up blood as the wound on the back of his head began to rapidly grow.
Phoebe grabbed a rock on the ground and hit the invisible being over the head with it. The invisible spirit fell to the ground, and became not so invisible anymore.
Phoebe leaned Cole against her and helped him walk to the cave. There she started to clean his wound, and he started looking at her in a new light. Phoebe could see the admiring glances he gave her and she couldn't repress the happiness it gave her.
"You're better now!" Phoebe told him, placing a bandage on his wound.
"Not quite!" he answered, leaning closer and kissing her hard against the lips, as he came on top of her. Before long his intentions were far beyond just kissing. He lifted her shirt and threw it aside. But the funny thing was, Phoebe let him, even though she had feared the moment she lost her virginity willingly!
Soon all the clothes were discarded and they made love. Not sex, oh no! They had made a spiritual connection, one that neither could forget. For once they gave their whole spirit and heart to the other person and their pleasure.
But neither of them knew who was lurking in the corner watching the whole seen with envious eyes. They did not know that the problems had only just begun.