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Chapter 9
Operation not-so-successful
"You got the stuff?"
"Yah, here," Riley tossed the store bag to Fairdi.
"Great." Catching it, the boy reached into it and pulled out the mechanical device that lay within. Then, looking over to his friend Mexlee who stood not far away, arms crossed, and a grumpy expression lining his face, he threw the bag to him. "Catch."
Mexlee caught the bag with one hand, glaring at it. With a frustrated sigh, the boy took out another device, similar to the ones Fairdi and Riley held in their hands.
He stared down at it skeptically. "What is this blasted thing called again?"
Riley sighed, rolling her eyes in exasperation. "It's a Walkie Talkie, and I've told you a hundred times!"
He stuck his tongue out at her in reply, then looked back at the object in his hand. He shook it.
Nothing happened.
He turned it over, and shook it again.
Still nothing.
He boy stared at it for a moment longer studying it, before turning to the brick wall beside him and began pounding the device against it.
Riley's head rose at the sound, eyes growing as they rested on the source. "NO!" she shouted, springing forward and grabbing the walkie talkie from the boy's hand before he could do further damage. "What are you doing!?" she squealed, anxiously inspecting it for any harm done.
"What!?" he exclaimed in defense, throwing his hands up in the air. "It wouldn't work!"
She rolled her eyes. "You idiot, that's because it's not turned on!" She pushed the button on the side of his walkie talkie, bringing it to life. Riley shoved it back in his hands. "There, now don't bang it on anything."
The boy stared down at it, watching the green light flash happily, then moved his gaze up at the retreating figure of Riley. "I knew that," he mumbled, folding his arms once more.
She rolled her eyes. Then, clearing her throat, she began, " All right, we've spent all day-
"-and night.." she heard Mexlee grumble bitterly.
" -thinking and planning this out, and tonight.. is the night." She exhaled deeply, her brow furrowed. Fairdi placed a comforting hand on her shoulder, and Riley smiled up at him warmly in return. " We have everything with need?"
The boy nodded, and motioned to the bag slung across his shoulder. " We couldn't be more ready."
She nodded. "Good, now all we have to do is wait until the perfect time."
Riley Parkerson stood, leaning against the wall, arms crossed, eyebrows furrowed, and forehead wrinkled in worry.
Fairdi watched her in confusion. "What's wrong? Everything is planned perfectly, nothing could go wrong."
Folding her arms, the girl sighed. " Nothing.. I know, I know," she began, shaking her head. "I was just thinking," she continued, "what would happen if Peter showed up."
"Riley, we already know he'll be there, he's Peter Pan. He's always there."
Riley rolled her eyes. "Okay, not helping."
"Sorry, I just mean to say.. You're going to have to face him eventually. You can't stay mad at him forever."
Riley snorted. "I can, and I will."
"He was just trying to keep you safe, you know that, don't you?" he argued.
"I'm not a baby."
"Then maybe you should stop acting like one," Mexlee rudely snapped out, as he sat across from the two, arms crossed irately.
Riley rounded on his, glaring. "And just what is that supposed to mean!?"
" I would have thought, it was quite obvious," he sneered. "It means, that you should start to realize the seriousness of this whole situation and stop wanting to foolishly go barging in on danger like you are some great and invincible warrior, then whining about it when someone who just so happens to care what happens to you- insane as he is to do so- tries to put a stop to it! It's not that difficult to understand!"
Riley blinked; her mouth hanging open stupidly, trying to find the right words to reply, only to find that she couldn't.
Because.. he was right.
She shook her head. But still!
" But.. but.." she began in retaliation. "He was the one tha-"
"So what do you think?" Fairdi quickly cut in, sensing a continuing argument.
Mexlee and Riley turned to him, faces both red from their recent brawl, with the same question echoing from their mouths. "About what!?"
"About the plan of course!" the boy exclaimed. " What should we call it?"
The two teenagers stared at the third.
"Name it?" Mexlee asked. " You want to name the plan? For the love of Neverland, why?"
He nodded. "It just seems like a good idea.. you know, so we know what we are talking about..I guess." Riley knew he had just come up with this to get them to stop arguing. She could tell by his face, he thought it was just as stupid as an idea as she did. But, nonetheless, she moodily shrugged in replied.
"Whatever.."
Fairdi gave a half grin, then said, "How about..Operation," he paused for a moment, thinking. "Operation..Save..Neverland?"
"But that's not really the mission, is it?" Mexlee snapped back with a smirk. "What about Operation Get Me Off This Bloody Planet."
Riley rolled her eyes, then her mind flicking back to their recent argument, grumbled, "How about Operation Give Peter Pan A Good Kick Up The-"
"I know!" Fairdi quickly cut in. "Nah..." he shook his head, changing his mind.
"What about Operation Save My Dad?"
Mexlee snorted. "But that sounds so lame."
Riley narrowed her eyes. "Oh yah? Well, why don't we call it Operation Pop Mexlee's Air-Filled Head," she quipped in annoyance.
"Oh, very funny. Then we might as well call it Operation Find The Source of Riley's Stupidity," he smirked.
The girl's fists clenched. "You slimy little-"
"I've got it!" exclaimed Fairdi suddenly. "Why not Operation-" His face turned sharp "- Will You Two Just SHUT UP!" He exhaled violently. "Please."
Both went silent.
The blonde hair boy grinned. "Thank you." He un-clipped his walkie talkie and held it in his hand. "Now," he began once more. "Since you two obviously aren't mature enough to decide on a name, I'm calling it Operation C.H.A.C."
The two raised their eyebrows in question.
"Chac?"
"Not Chac, C.H.A.C! Confirm Hook's A Codfish of course! We can all agree on that can't we?" He smiled cheerfully, and without waiting for an answer announced, "Great! It's settled then. Now, if you two care you join me, I believe it's time I head to the docks for a certain...rescue mission."
Riley's eyes flashed brightly. "Then what are we waiting for?" She grabbed the boy's arm and off they went.
Whining, Mexlee unwilling dragged his feet forward.
"I hate this place.." he grumbled to himself, before turning the corner his companions had moments before and disappeared from sight.
Peter Pan blinked.
Had he killed her?
No, he couldn't have. He hadn't even touched her!
Kneeling beside the just recently unconscious girl, he shook her slightly.
She didn't move.
Peter sighed and leaned back on his legs. Now what? he thought aggravated. Riley had done this before. How had she woken up?
He couldn't remember.
"Great! Just great!" He exhaled once more before looking down at the girl, only to be greeted by two wonder filled blue eyes staring into his own.
They both blinked in surprise, then..
"AHHH!"
"AHHHHH!"
The boy jumped backwards hastily, the girl following likewise.
Backing into the wall, the boy clutched this heart, trying to calm his breathing.
"DON'T DO THAT!"
Alyssia laughed bitterly, across the ally way, trying to control her breathing. "DON'T DO THAT!? ME!? DON'T DO THAT!? WHAT ABOUT YOU! YOU CAN'T DO THAT TO PEOPLE EITHER! BEING RIGHT THERE IN SOMEONE'S FACE, HOVERING-"
The girl froze at the word, the past hour reforming in her brain.
She shifted nervously. "I meant that in an absolute non-magical flying way of course." She shifted again and continued, " Because people can't fly, of course, Kyl- Pet- ..you."
"It's Peter," he stated. " And yes, they can."
"No, they can't!"
"I showed you!"
"No you didn't. I was dreaming. Yes, I was dreaming. And in that dream, sure, you claimed you were Peter Pan and could fly."
"I did fly!"
"Okay so in my dream you pulled this kinda cool- BUT totally unreal- flying stunt. You probably had one of those..those.. bungee cords holding you up! Yah!" The girl nodded her head, satisfied with her explanation.
"Do I have to show you again?"
"Show me what?"
"That I can fly!"
"People can't fly, Kyle."
"I told you it's Peter, and as I also told you that YES. THEY. CAN."
"NO THEY CA-"
Peter rolled his eyes and shot up into the air a few feet.
Alyssia's mouth dropped open, only for her to close it a second later, stubbornly shaking her head.
"No..no.. this is impossible."
"Look," he began, landing in front of the girl. "I know it sounds crazy, but it's true. And..and I need you to help me."
The girl abruptly halted the shaking of her head, looking up in surprise.
"Help you?"
"Yah, R-..Riley's dad is in.. trouble, and.." he paused, trying to keep his pained emotions from showing, "and.. she will be soon enough, knowing her."
"Mr. Parkerson? How? What happened? Why is Rye in trouble?"
"Okay listen, I know you probably won't believe me, but bare with me. There are pirates here, and they've kidnaped Riley's dad, and unless we.. save him.. he'll be killed," he explained carefully.
"Okay, saying I believe this whole "Peter Pan" thing, how did all of this happen? Why was Rye's dad taken? How did pirates get here in the first place? Why are you here? How does Rye even know you? Can she fly too? Could I fly? Do-"
Peter clamped a hand over the chirping girl's mouth, silencing her.
"Geez, do all girls from this place talk this much or what!?" He shook his head and continued, "I mean, look, believe it or not, Riley was kidnaped by pirates and taken to Neverland where I saved her. Hook-"
"Hook?"
"Captain James Hook."
"Oh of course.." The girl rolled her eyes.
Peter continued, "Anyway, he hates me and therefore he hates her. He vowed revenge..yadda, yadda, yadda," he voiced, trying to get to the point. "Finally, he got this great idea, and he stole the Eye of Neverland-"
"Pardon?"
"The Eye of Neverland," the boy confirmed. "It's what keeps Neverland running smoothly, you could say. It's what keeps the door to Neverland open and shut. It has the power to bring things to Neverland, or take them out. It also has the power to destroy everything."
A small, "Oh," was all the boy got in reply, so he went on.
"Anyway, Hook got the Eye, there was a big fight on the ship, the Eye was dropped, it opened, and Riley was taken back to earth...here. After she went back, Hook and I met once more, and once more, the eye was opened. It took the pirates and I here as well. That's when a bird got a hold of the Eye."
"A bird?"
"A bird. So, I found Rye and we've been looking for it. ..That is until her dad was kidnaped. Hook left a note telling he had him and that we were to meet him by the docks. Well, I told Riley she couldn't go an-"
"Oh real nice move there."
"What?"
"Kyle, everyone knows you can't tell Riley Parkerson what to do or not do, but please, do continue."
The boy rolled his eyes, and complied. "Anyway- we kind of had a falling out..you could say, and she left. I haven't heard from her since. Not that I care," he added bitterly.
Alyssia raised her eyes at him suspiciously, having a strong feeling that he really did care, but didn't press the matter.
"So where do I come in in all this?" she finally asked after a moments silence.
Peter looked up at her in surprise. "You believe me?"
"Let's not get ahead of ourselves here, but...if it involves saving my best friend.. then I'm in." She sighed, then went on, "So how can I help?"
He smiled slightly, the hesitantly began, "Well, you see, I don't live here..and I don't know how to get to the docks."
"The docks?" she questioned.
"Where her dad is," he quickly explained.
"Oh. You are going to face the pirates all by yourself?"
"Yes."
"But what about Rye!?"
"What about her?"
"She'll be going as well, won't she?"
"I suppose.." he answered stiffly.
"Well what if something happens to her!?"
"She's a big girl, she can take care of herself," he replied coldly.
"Look Kyle-"
"It's PETER!"
"-Whatever, I don't know what happened between you and Rye, but I'm not about to sit back and let my best friend get hurt. So stop your whining and tell me which dock!"
"Red crab," he mumbled.
"Great, now come on Kyle, we've got to help them! Follow me!" And with that the girl ran off.
"I TOLD YOU, IT'S PETER!" he bellowed at her retreating form.
Then, grumbling something about "girls" to himself, shook his head, and followed after her.
"Say it!"
"No!
"Oh come on, saaaaay it."
"I said no!"
"Meeexlee!" Riley whined impatiently through her walkie talkie. " How am I suppose to know if it's you if you don't say the code!?"
Mexlee snorted dignity, from his hiding place, gripping his own talkie in his hand tightly.
"I simply refuse to say that..that..utterly, untrue, repulsive statement!" he screeched through the receiver.
"Oh just say it already Mexlee!" came a third voice over the speaker, belonging to Fairdi."Or we'll never get this over with!" he finished with a sigh.
"But Fairdi!" the boy pouted.
"NOW!"
Mexlee growled, "FINE!" With his cheeks reddening, quickly mumbled into the device, "Rileyisqueenofallthingsandweshouldallbowtoherroyalfeet.. HAPPY!?" he growled.
Riley snickered from behind her the stack of wooden crates.
"NOW you say yours!
Riley choked mid-giggle.
"I don't wanna..."
"Now Riley..it's only fair.." Fairdi pointed out, through his walkie.
He heard the girl growl silently to herself before exclaiming, " Oh FINE! Mermaids are adorable, perfectly lovable creatures, okay!? I really hate you."
Mexlee smirked. "Likewise."
"Oh shu-"
The girl's reply was cut off as the alarmed voice of Fairdi cut across the line.
"The Codfish is in sight!"
"What about the Bird?" Riley asked anxiously.
"Who's that?" came the reply.
"Peter Pan you numskull!"
"Oh yah.."
"You know what to do Mexlee?" Fairdi inquired anxiously through the device.
"Know, yes. Want to do it, no."
"Stop being a cynical, lazy, dolt and get moving already!"
"Yes, your royal pain-in-the-ass," the sarcastic retort, snapped through the speaker
Riley grumbled at the comment, but wasn't worried. As much as the cursed boy annoyed her, she knew he would do his job.
I just hope it works..
The girl sat still and silent, till the awaited, "NOW!" blared through her walkie, signaling her time for action.
The girl, as planned, quickly jumped up and rammed her shoulder into the unstable stack of crated she had been hiding behind.
They crashed to the ground, and not so far off shouting was immediately heard. The enemy had heard the thundering of the crash, as hoped. Riley smiled and shot from her spot, along the many docks, till she reached her destination.
Inhaling deeply, she flung herself down beside Fairdi.
The boy grinned at her arrival, and greeted with, "Glad you could make it."
"Did Mexlee do it?"
"Pirates, steered off course, as planned Captain. I await your next orders," he playfully mocked.
Riley rolled her eyes, but the corners of her mouth twitched up nonetheless.
"Great, now we just have to wait for him to tell us what they hell is going on in there."
"Then what are we going to do?"
"Get my father, of course."
"But what if Hook catches us? What if they pirates didn't fall for the bait? What if Mexlee got stopped? What if we can't find your dad? What if-"
"You know, you are making it kind of hard to think positively here."
"Sorry, shutting up now."
Fardi sighed. "But you have to tell me, the best-case scenario here?"
"We save my dad and stop Hook."
"And worst-case scenario?"
The two exchanged troubled glances.
"You don't wanna know."
"The Codfish is inside, straight ahead, move now!" Mexlee's voice suddenly yelled through the speaker.
"Hook's in his office, and my dad's unguarded, come on, what do we have to loose?"
"A prolonged life."
Riley shot him a sharp glance.
"Sorry, I know, I know, think positively."
The blond haired boy rose to his feet and pulled the girl up along side him.
"Ready to remind the old codfish what happens when you mess with Riley Parkerson?"
The girl grinned, "Aren't I always?"
The two exchanged broad smiles.
"Then, how about we go save ourselves a father, hmm?"
Mexlee rolled his eyes.
Where were they?
He had been standing in the corner of the large abandoned building for about ten minutes!
They should have been here by now!
Was he the only one that was going to take this mission serious? Wasn't it enough that he dressed up in the stupid pirate attire again and directed Hook's men in the direction of Riley's crash? Wasn't it enough he had cleared all the building's entrance ways so they could get in? Wasn't it enough that he helped them get to this point? Wasn't it enough that he had even come!?
Yet, they had enough nerve to make him wait for them to show up, trying his patience, and although he would never admit it, making him panicked.
Those bumbling pirates could show up any time! And at any second could Captain Hook march from those doors!
So..what the bloody hell was taking so long!?
Derek Johnson opened the door to the police station and walked in.
"Hey Dad," he called, as he found the familiar face of his father, behind the counted, talking animatedly to his fellow employees about something he held in his hand.
The man raised his head as his title was called, searching for its owner. Finding his son, he smiled and motioned for him to come forward.
"Hey, check it out, I found this up in my car lights this morning. What do you think it is?" he asked, holding the object of his recent attention out to his son.
Derek curiously took the round marble-like object in his hand, and studied it. "Not a clue," he finally informed his father. After a few moments, and then added, "It's kinda cool, though."
He went to hand it back, but his father shook his head. "Nah, keep it, kid. I haven't got any use for it. Consider it a birthday present," his father joked.
The boy rolled his eyes and replied "Real funny, Dad," but nonetheless slipped the unusual object in his pocket, "but thanks."
The man smiled once more. " So, is there a specific reason for this unexpected visit, or did you just miss me that much?" He ruffled the boy's hair.
Derek's hands quickly shot to his head, to smooth his hair back in place. "You know I hate it when you do that."
His father only smiled wider. The boy rolled his eyes and continued, "Mom sent me down to ask if you were working late tonight. She wants to know whether she should fix dinner or not."
"Well, tell her not to worry about it. I have a lot of paperwork to do tonight. I'll be in late."
Derek nodded his head. "Okay. See you later, and thanks again." He waved to his dad, and turned to leave.
"See yah, kid," he heard behind him as he walked out the station door and headed home.
Riley and Fairdi stumbled through the thin crevice in the wall into the dark, run-down building and were instantly attacked by a very irked dark hair teenage boy.
"Took you bloody long enough!" Mexlee hissed at the two.
"It wasn't my fault! Somebody over there, managed to trip over a crate, drop his walkie talkie- twice- and get us unbelievably lost in the time span of about five minutes," Riley finished, casting an accusing glance at Fairdi, who chose the moment to gaze innocently around the room, falsely oblivious of the comment.
"Well, come on, then! Let's hurry because I for one am not going to get caught by some block-headed pirates just for the sake of helping you."
"Your feelings of empathy are just too heat-warming," the girl retorted sarcastically.
The boy smirked, and pointed to the center of the building. "There."
Riley followed his finger to find it pointing at the object of her mission: Her father.
Mexlee was forgotten.
DAD!
The girl gasped and ran forward from their hiding spot towards his still form, strapped to a chair in the center of the room, ignoring Mexlee's sudden shouts. He was trying to warn her of something, but she wasn't listening, as she raced towards her dad.
"Dad! DAD!" she shouted as she neared him. The man made no movements, his head slumped to his shoulder, and eyes clamped shut. Dropping down beside her father, she searched for something sharp, to cut the rope binding his hands.
She heard the footsteps of her friends hastily making their way towards her.
"Fairdi! Mexlee! I need something sharp! Give me your dagger!"
"Riley! We've got to go! You didn't let me tell you! It's a trap!"
But the words didn't sink in, as her mind buzzed over her father. "Help! I need your dagger!"
Mexlee grabbed her arm and shouted, "Come on you stupid girl! We've got to get out of here before-"
"I show up, possibly?" a new voice drawled in a deep, rough tone that hinted with malice.
All three teenagers shot around with wide eyes to stare at the sinister Captain James Hook whose sword was out and pointed firmly at its new targets.
The man grinned wickedly.
"Why Miss Parkerson, so we meet again."
"Are we there yet!?" Peter Pan whined, as he rushed along the streets following Alyssia to the docks.
"I swear if you ask me that one more time I'm going to kill you."
Peter paused in thought for a moment, then..
"Well, are we even close!?"
" Kyle, that was the same thing!"
"Is not- and my Name. Is. Peter!"
Alyssia rolled her eyes. "Whatever."
The boy huffed. "Oh come on, we have got to be getting close. We've been walking for hours!"
"It's been ten minutes you moron!"
"Well, it feels like hours.." he grumbled.
"You are just being a baby."
"I'm not a baby! You try walking all the time after you've flown everywhere all your life!"
"Well, stop whining, we're almost there, just a couple more blocks."
Peter grunted in reply.
They walked in silence till, the girl could hold her curiosity no longer and blurted out the question. "So what's the plan when you get there?"
The boy shrugged.
"You don't have a plan?"
"Does everything have to have a plan? I'll make it up as I go. That's what I'm known for, isn't it?"
"Last time I checked, you were known for being the flying boy who doesn't want to grow up and who has a knack for trouble."
A self-satisfied smile tugged at the boy's mouth.
"You forgot ruggedly handsome and an expert with the sword."
"Whatever you say."
Suddenly, Alyssia grinned, and turned to Peter.
"Look! There it is! Come on!"
Derek yawned as he strode down the busy sidewalk, homeward bound.
Putting his hand in his pocket, he felt the marble-like object his father had given him, and pulled it out.
He studied it as he walked, wondering where it had come from. He was just about to take a closer look when he heard it:
"Kyle! Come ON, you complain the whole time about taking forever and it's finally in sight and you walk as slow as my ninety year old grandma! MOVE IT ALREADY!"
The boys head snapped up, and searched for the source of the screech. He knew the voice. He heard it almost every day. There was no doubt it was Alyssia Stevens.
He searched for her short form throughout the crowd, finally catching sight of it across the street. He smiled, and opened his mouth to yell out to her when he caught sight of something. More like, someone. Someone he detested with his entire being:
Kyle Roberts.
What was she doing with him!?
Was Riley near too?
He watched the two race down the side walks towards the docks. What were they up too?
Slipping the small round object back in his pocket, he curiously crossed the street and began to follow behind them.
If something was going on here, he was going to know about it. And what better way to find out then to spy on them?
Derek grinned to himself.
This was going to be interesting..
Alyssia and Peter snuck forward hastily, finally coming to a stop behind a tall crate.
"That's it, right there. The Red Crab," the girl whispered, pointing towards the large, run-down looking building ahead of them.
Peter Pan wrinkled his nose. "In there? Looks like it hasn't been in use for years."
"That's because it hasn't. What could be more perfect for a hideout?" the girl pointed out wisely.
Nodding his head in agreement, he scanned the area. His brow creased in confusion.
"What?" she asked, catching sight of his expression.
"It's just, isn't it a bit strange? The hideaway of a bunch of pirates and not one in sight. Something's wrong. The doors aren't even guarded."
"Maybe he just doesn't have the place guarded?"
"No, it's not Hook's style. Either he has something planned, or something has already happened.."
The two exchanged an anxious glance.
"Let's hope for neither."
"Well, whatever is going on.." he drifted off, pulling out his dagger.
Alyissa's eyes widened. "Woah."
"Look, thanks for the help, but I think you better stay here, this is going to be dangerous."
The girl snorted.
"Are you kidding me!? There is no way I'm missing this!"
The boy let out an exasperated sigh. " What is with you girls and danger?!"
" Come on," She hissed, ignoring his comment and ushering him forward.
"Oh fine, just be quiet and if anything happens make sure you get yourself out of here all right?"
"Yes mother, now come on!" She tugged at his sleeve once more.
He scowled at her, but moved nonetheless. "I swear, sometimes you're like Riley in disguise."
The girl grinned. "Well, she is my best friend."
"I can see-" the boy suddenly stopped, swinging around and positioning his sword.
"Wha-"
"SHhh!"
She watched him apprehensively, till he spoke next, "Did you hear that?"
She shook her head, and stared off in the direction his attention was focused on.
"What is it?"
Shaking his head, he motioned for her to get behind him, which she did with no objections. Then, slowly, he moved forward. His eyes darting in all directions as he went.
"Where did it come from?" she whispered too him, her own eyes glancing every which way.
"Over the-"
He didn't get to finish, because that was when it happened:
There was a sudden crash of a crate, and next thing a body fell from above on top of the two knocking them to the ground.
Three bodies dropped to the ground in a tangle.
Alyssia let out a cry, but Peter quickly covered her mouth, at the same time kicking at the new form sprawled across his legs.
Quickly, they all separated at shot back a few feet.
Alyssia was the first to speak, as she gasped out, "Derek!?"
Peter also soon reconsidered the person. " You!"
The girl stood up. "What are you doing here!?"
"I could ask you the same question!" the dark hair boy finally bellowed out.
"Why did you follow us!?"
"I didn't!! I.. uh, I-"
"We've got to go!" Peter exclaimed suddenly, cutting the boy off. "They've heard us. They're coming. Listen."
Alyssia quickly nodded her head in understanding, and pulled Derek up from the ground. " Hurry up, we've got to move!"
" Where are we going?" he inquired as she pulled him forward.
Peter stepped forward.
"Wait- You can't possibly think he's coming with us-"
"We can't leave him here!" the girl cut him off in protest.
"Oh course we can!"
"Kyle, he's coming with us, and that's final. Now unless you want to get caught, let's MOVE."
Peter growled. "FINE, just keep him quiet, and as far from me as possible."
The girl dragged the confused boy behind her.
"Wait! What's going on? Who are we running from?"
"Derek, just shut up and follow me if you want to live."
Although puzzled, he did exactly as he was told, something about her tone told him she wasn't kidding.
He silently followed behind her.
What the hell was going on!?
"Drop your swords, boys," the Captain ordered, to which Mexlee and Fairdi hesitantly complied to.
"I've waited long to rid myself of you M'dear, and now I shall. And I want you to know I shall enjoy it greatly."
He advanced upon her.
Riley backed away.
"No! Stop! Come on Hook! You don't want to do this! Please don't kill me!"
She squeaked and closed her eyes.
"DROP IT HOOK!"
The Captain and Riley both swung around at the voice to be greeted by none other than Peter Pan.
Riley rolled her eyes, and turned back to the Captain.
"I've changed my mind."
Hook ignored the girl, his eyes still focused on the boy, his mouth curved in a scowl.
"PAN! Surrender yourself or she dies!" He then roughly grabbed Riley by the shoulder pulling her in front of himself, like a human shield, his sword poised in front of her blocking her from movement.
"Riley!" a familiar, high-pitched voice squealed from behind Peter, reaching Riley's ears.
Huh? No.. it can't be..
"Alyssia!?" she called out puzzled.
And sure enough, the girl, her best friend, Alyssia Stevens stepped around the boy into view
"Rye!" the girl called again.
"Alyssia!
"What are you doing here!?"
"What are YOU doing here!"
"Riley!?" yet another voice called from behind the boy, this time male, and then it started:
"Derek!?"
"Riley?"
"Pan!"
"Mexlee!"
"Huh?"
"You!"
"Rye!"
"Kyle!"
"It's Peter!"
"Fairdi?"
"HOOK!"
"Who?"
By the end, Riley was glaring at Peter, who glared with complete loathe at Derek, who happily returned the likewise feelings, while Alyissa mouth twitched up in a slight smile, Fairdi stood confused, and Mexlee glanced at them all in disgust.
Hook on the other hand, stood rather surprised, to say the least, his mind racing about where the blasted HELL all these children had suddenly come from and which one of the little rats he was going to rid himself of first.
"This is wild!" Alyssia finally announced, shaking everyone to his or her senses once more.
"What are you doing here!?"
"I can't believe this is real!"
"Are you crazy!?"
"I can't believe you came!"
"I really hate this place.."
"I really hate you!"
"I told you not to come!"
"I thought I said I could handle this on my own!"
"REAL pirates. Wow!"
"Who are all these people!?"
"QUIET!" the Captain hollered over all the conversations.
Everyone fell silent.
"Thank you. Now- kindly drop your weapons and surrender before someone gets hurt!" James Hook demanded, jabbing his sword closer to Riley, who 'Eep-ed' in reply.
Everyone once more submitted to his orders, although sullenly.
"Very good, children." He turned to his men, who had recently reappeared. "Fetch me some rope."
And one by one, each teenager's hands were bound, some more unwilling then others..
"OW!"
The Captain rolled his eyes the man's bellow and yelled, "Stop your whining and hurry it up mister Timms"
"But Captain, she bit me!"
Alyssia grinned smugly.
By the next minute, everyone was constrained back to back, Alyssia to Derek, Mexlee to Fairdi, and even Peter Pan, who had put up the biggest fight of them all, sat tied up to Riley, to his and her distaste alike.
The Captain laughed at the sight of the group of the grumbling teenagers.
Mister Smee stumbled forward, grinning at his commander.
"What luck, Smee," Hook began, the humor still lingering on his lips. "I expected to kill three tonight, and instead I get six."
"Luck indeed, Captain. Which ones shall go first?"
The man laughed once more. "Why, the ones that cursed my life the most, of course: Peter Pan and Miss Riley Parkerson." The Captain grinned maliciously. "But we cannot commit an execution without the full audience can we?"
Captain James Hook and Riley Danielle Parkerson's eyes locked.
"Wake her father."
A/N: cough uhh... hel- AHH! ducks as varies types of Unidentified flying objects are hurled at head OKAY, OKAY, yes I am positively the worst person on the face of the planet- And possibly even other planets. And I deserve all insults that I am about to take.. So go ahead..
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OMG I'M SO HORRIBLE. Kick me. Do it. You know you wanna. (Sigh)
I apologize TOO EVERY SINGLE ONE OF YOU A MILLLLLLLIOOON ..BaZILLION ..etc.. TIMES! Thank you for being so Patient- Or not being patient-but patient enough not to have hired a hit man to hunt me down. MUCH APPRECIATED! You People are me LIFE! No.. Really. Other people don't like me. So THANKS SOOOOO MUCHHHH And Once again, I'm SORRY, SORRRY, SORRRRRRRRRRRY!
So what did you all think? Was it worth the wait- or I should be locked in Bad writer's Prison? I don't blame you if you want to send me there. I've been once. Or twice. Or ten times. The food's not too bad. PLEASE REVIEW! Although as I've said- I REALLY don't deserve it. It would make me happy though! : ) You can just review to yell at me too if you want- lol I'm sure you want to.
MAJOR THANKS TO TALLY MY BETA! I'm nothing without your almighty skill!
THANKS AGAIN FOR BEING PATIENT! I'm sorry! Eep! dodges more hurled objects