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A.N: chapter 3: finally aye, well here is the third chapter, I hope you enjoy it and please review, and thank you to those four who have already done so it means a lot to me so I hope you enjoy this chapter as well.
Louisa suddenly opened her eyes, a big mistake, as tiny Indians began to play tribal drums behind them. With a low cry she snapped her eyes shut again, took several deep breaths, and without re-opening her eyes she moved her hands to the back of her head where she felt her hair matted with both dried blood, and mud, over a rising lump that hurt like hell. She slowly sat up, fighting the rising nausea in the pit of her stomach. As she had put her legs out in front of her she felt little sharp claws climbing onto her legs and moving upwards, with a scream her eyes instantly opened and she darted to her feet, the pain of her head forgotten as she clambered onto a low slung bench stuck to the wall, to get away from the rat.
As the rat scampered off through the bars Louisa tried to slow her breathing at the surprise of her unexpected guest. She sat down on the bench and took in her surroundings. She was held in a cage it would seem, the bars were squared, rusty metal, the floor of the cell was covered in a couple of centimeters of water, resulting in her clothes being saturated already. At her back the bench she was sitting on was connected to a wall of wooden boards, with a single round window, above her head. Standing again on the bench she looked out the window, she was surrounded by water! In the distance, still within swimming distance she could see the island; Neverland.
She had a goal, now she just had to work out a plan to achieve that goal of Neverland, she quickly gave up on the idea of the flying boy coming to her rescue, she found that her anger at her situation extended to his skinny ass, it was after all his fault, he had left her.
She turned away from the window, and searched her cage for its exit. She found it directly opposite her, it wasn't a door as such, just a part of the cage with hinges and a lock on it. Louisa jumped down from the bench, splashing into the water. She strode over to the door, and looked either way, obviously she was in the bilge of a ship. She focused down on the lock of the door, it was old and badly rusted, but it looked easy enough. Of course she had nothing on her body, but Louisa looked down to the floor, the water covered the floor boards but she could see they were nailed down; all she had to do was find a loose nail, and picking the lock would be easy enough; a skill she had learnt on the streets of England when she had found it healthier for her to not be near her father.
She was on her hands and knees still searching after ten minutes her back to the cage door. So distracted was she that she didn't notice the two pirates that had come down the ladder, and had snuck to the door. She did notice however when the lock protested to being opened, as a key was forced into it. With a rush she remembered that she was on a Pirate ship, and pirates were notorious for there unwholesome deeds to the civilian population , including the rape of women, and these two looked as Piraty as they came.
She quickly rose to her feet, even as they opened the door. This was her chance; all she had to do was get away from these two. Shit.
"God, she's filthy, ain't she." This first pirate was the one who had opened the door, he was a tall scraggly looking man, his hair was short and mousy brown.
"Does it really matter? She's a woman Init she." This second Pirate stood behind the first, his head coming around the first to look in at the short woman, standing in the middle of the cell, her hair matted with mud blood and a couple of sticks and leaves, its original color completely hidden, her face was completely covered in dried mud. Her clothes blended perfectly with her skin, all covered in mud, she truly was filthy, it could however not hide her slight lithe body, and her womanly curves.
Louisa looked up meekly at the two pirates as they looked at her with a hunger in their eyes; she tensed her body, steeling herself for a fight; she was afterall trained in kickboxing and basic self defense that was taught in school. The first pirate stepped into the cage. Without a word Louisa brought her foot up before the second pirate could enter the cage. Her foot connected first with the pirate's chest, knocking him backwards, winding him. Suddenly she came at him, hitting him with a speed and ferocity that shocked both the pirates. Even as he bought his hands up to defend himself from her attack she disengaged, moving backwards, lightly on her feet. As he got over his surprise, and began to come towards her, she feinted with her right hand, and as he flinched backwards a step she bought her foot up again, higher this time so it connected with the side of his head, bringing him down in a heap, unconscious.
"Holy shit darlin'." The second pirate whispered, stepping backwards out of the doorway. She stepped forward following him out of the cell. He quickly grabbed her arm in a vice like grip, pulling her body closer to him, bringing his face down to hers. She was hit with his stench, a mixture of alcohol, sweat and something else unsavory that she couldn't put her finger on. " Ya mit 'ave put down Jacobs, but I am a hole new ship, and ya betta be nice to me, I would ate to urt ya, darlin'" He said into her face, his breath making her gag. She tried to hide her disgust, and gently smiled up at him. "Dats betta, darlin'" He said bringing his lips down onto hers, in her surprise Louisa gasped giving him the gap he needed to force his tongue down her throat, without thinking she bit straight down on his tongue. At the same moment as he pulled back from her, both their mouths filled with his blood, she bought her knee up into his groin eliciting a sharp scream followed by a groan as he pulled one hand to his mouth, and one to his throbbing pelvis. Once free from his grasp she stepped back and bought her balled fist straight into the side of his head, knocking him out as she had done with the first pirate.
Sure that the noise they had made would not go unnoticed she ran to the ladder that the two pirates had used to come down to her, she stopped for a minute hiding in the shadows listening for any hint of another pirate. When she was answered by silence she quickly climbed the stairs, and poked her head through the open hatch, checking to see that the cost was clear. Convinced that she was safe for the moment she rose from out of the bilge, into a corridor with doors on each side running both left and right. A noise to her right made up her mind for her, as she ran on light feet down the left end of the corridor. Louisa stopped and crept forward as she reached a stair case leading upwards onto the deck. She slowly climbed the stairs, and peeped out of the hatch, seeing the cost was clear she began to climb the rest of the way out, just as she was grabbed with strong meaty hands from behind. Louisa screamed, squirmed, kicked, and hit every inch of her captor that she could reach. She heard a snap as her head connected with her captor's nose: breaking it. With a surprised yelp, the pirate dropped this little wildcat, who clambered up the rest of the steps, only to run square into the chest of none other then Captain James Hook.
Hook along with several other crew members had been drawn to the hatch by the screaming of their young captive. The girl had flown out of the hatch and had run straight into the captain, knocking him back a step before he folded his arms around her, the deadly steel of his hook pointing safely away from her back. She now stood held tightly against the captain her arms pinned tightly to her side. Louisa started to yet again to struggle blissfully unaware of the danger she was in from the hook at her back. With her arms incapacitated she did the only thing she could do: She mimicked her action earlier in the brig and brought her knee up into the captain's crotch. With a slight groan he released her and pushed her backwards into the waiting arms of four of the crewmembers.
"Take her to my cabin" he ordered his voice an octave higher then usual.
The four pirates each grabbed a limb of the struggling girl, and lifted her spread-eagled between them, as she twisted only to find that there grip was stronger then her efforts.
"Jeez captain, how did she get out of the brig?" The Irish Boatswain Smee asked looking at the retreating entourage.
"How the hell would I know." The captain asked, as he gently held his hurt manhood, although now he had straightened up, and he had a dangerous glean in his eyes. "But she will sure as hell pay for that one." He said almost to himself as his gaze followed the little Irish man's.
Out of the frying pan, into the fire. At least this time there was no steal bars around her, at least there was windows. Louisa had been literally thrown into the Captain's quarters, by the four burly pirates who had carried her. They had then hastened out of the room, bolting the door behind them. She looked around the room, it sure was damn fine, it was all mahogany wood, there was a Spanish wall that had several items of clothing strewn over it, there was several beautiful cabinets, one glass with what looked like rum. There was a huge desk, on the side, while in the middle of the room was an amazing four poster bed, and of course there was what looked like an old style piano kind of, not to mention the lush carpets beneath her, and a couple of other bits and pieces all tastefully placed around the room.
Louisa got up from where she had been tossed and strode over to the windows at the back of the ship. The windows ran from half a meter along one side of the ship all along the back to the other side. The view was amazing. Without hesitation Louisa quickly ran to the side windows where she could see neverland and opened the window. Without fairy dust she would have to rely on her swimming abilities, luckily for her she was in peak physical condition, and she had competed in several triathlons, so the swim didn't worry her to much, it was the jump that made her pause. It wasn't that she was scared of heights it was that she had an unusual fear of jumping, landing in the water and being dragged underneath the ship, funny that.
In her hesitated concentration Louisa failed to notice the door of the cabin opening, she didn't miss however the hand around her ankle pulling her other leg that already hung half outside the window back inside the ship. Louisa lost her balance and fell, straight on top of the captain who had pulled her back inside.
To stunned to fight for at least a few seconds, Louisa simply looked into the Forget-me-not blue eyes of the Captain. She then noticed his other attributes including his jet black curls, handsomely dark face, there was something all together sinister about him, yet enthralling at the same time. She felt rather than saw the hard muscles of his body, through his white satin shirt, deep red velvet jacket, black breeches, and of course weapon sash that held both pistol, knife and sword. She was currently pressed up against all of this, and more, and her heart began to race as she forgot herself in the eyes of the Captain, for a minute at least. She ruined the moment however when her quick thief like hand had reached down to his weapons, and pulled out his knife, which she now held to his throat. Without blinking he brought his hand up to her throat, however instead of a hand, cold metal pressed against her. A draw!
"Who the hell are you, and why have you taken me prisoner?" She hissed neither her voice nor cold glare wavering.
"I, my dear could ask you the same thing." He said meeting her intense glare with one of his own, his voice commanding, dangerous, and husky all in one. "But as a gentleman I shall answer, I am Captain James Hook; surely if you are here you must have heard of me." He added a hint of arrogance in his voice. "Now my little vixen, Who are you, what are you, a grown woman, although with the filth I might be mistaken, doing in Neverland, and how did you get here."
"My name Captain is Louisa Darling, I was bought here by Peter Pan after he rescued me from my home in England, I am apparently supposed to be a mother to the lost boys." She answered, still wary of the captain.
"Well Miss Darling, I can only assume you are related to Wendy, and I must also assume that she may be dead?" He asked but continued as she only nodded to his questions. "Well is this not interesting, another 'Darling', it seems you may be feistier then that little brat was. Now my dear if you would not mind, getting off me, and giving me back my knife." He said even as he pushed her off him, grabbing her hand that held the knife, squeezing it until the blade dropped from her hand.
"Well as it seems I have no say in the matter, Captain." She said with a hint of sarcasm.
"There is no need to be afraid, Louisa, all I need of you is the directions to Peter pan's hideout, and you will then of course be used as bait." He said as he rose to his feet, and looked down at her still lying on the floor, not offering a hand up.
"Well of course that would be the plan dear captain, isn't it always ?" she said laughingly looking up at him from her back. "Right then Captain, if you would be so kind as to show me to some food, I seem to be hungry." She said rolling over on the floor and rising to her feet to stand before him, covered from head to foot, in mud, blood and a couple of bruises.
"Do you not wish to clean up first?" He asked turning his nose up at her slightly at her appearance.
"No, I think not, for you see I do not trust you or your men, and my appearance might deter you all from making unwanted … advances." She said remembering the hungry look in the two pirates she had knocked out in the hold.
"As you wish, for tonight only, food will be bought to you, let me first take you to a safer location." He said quickly grabbing her arms, placing his hook at her throat.
"What I can't sleep here?" she laughed as she moved her head back easing the pressure on her throat.
An: how did you like it, you know the deal please review and I know its longer then the other chapters but I thought it better if they were longer which is why this took a while. I know its not that good but I thought I might as well do something.