Tuesday, June 18th (7:23 am)

"How?"

The word was spat out sharply from Harry's throat, both questioning and accusing tones implied at the same time. His voice was low and angry, it was almost a feral growl.

The pirate lifted his sword away from Uma's before quickly swinging back down, aiming at her right hand so she'd let go of her weapon. The teal haired girl pulled her hand back just in time to avoid it being chopped off. She let out a small, uncharacteristic yelp. That was a close one.

Staring up into her supposed friend's pale eyes, hoping to find an answer, Uma frowned. His eyes had grown darker and he looked even madder than before.

Harry felt very frustrated. None of his attacks were working! He felt a mixture of anger and, what was that other thing..? Oh right. The young boy remembered. Pain.

The truth was, Captain Hook's son hadn't realized it before but his earlier encounter was more than he needed to open his eyes. He was Harry Hook and he was born to follow, nothing more, nothing less and no matter what, despite what his father believed about leading.

The young boy let a snarl escape from his lips as he raised his blade. He striked sideways with all his strength and Uma's sword went flying out of her grip.

The sea witch was left standing there, defenceless and without any support facing the one she used to trust the must. No, the one that she did trust the most. Even if they were captives on an island full of vilains, where nothing good ever happened, Uma believed her first mate wouldn't betray the crew. The young captain was convinced that the dark haired boy wouldn't turn his back on the pirates code; that he wouldn't let her go.

"How!"

Harry's voice grew louder as he roared out the simple, three letter word. Anger flashed in his eyes and, without his makeup, you could see the madness of him. Standing extremely tense, his fists gripping the guard of his sword and hook so tightly his knuckles were turning white. His face was a little red and his teeth were clenched together. He needed to know how she could abandon him in that way.

Harry wasn't thinking straight anymore. He wasn't even thinking at all. The unhinged boy attacked simply with brute strength, powered by his rage, delivering blow after blow. Uma showed great acobatic prouesses in avoiding the uncontrolled strikes. She was flipping here and there, jumped me and rolling. The sea witch was secretly attempting to reach her sword but the neverland kid caught in quickly and blocked the way. Finally, in a moment of unfortunate weakness, Harry was able to land a strike on her left shoulder. Uma looked down and saw the blood pouring.

She started trying to treat it but the red liquid was oozing out too fast. A sadistic look in his eyes, Harry only watched. He thought about his earlier conversation and couldn't help but laugh madly.

He was mad. Crazy, some liked to call him. It was just like they said and much more. He hid it. He held on to sanity, first for his sisters but when they left for Uma. But then Uma left him too and who else could he devote to? Their was the rest of the crew but they were... different. Harry protected them and all but it wasn't the same as with Uma. Gil wouldn't do the trick either.

But now, he let it all out. The girl and her minions told him it was okay. She convinced him quickly to serve her. She was quite the persuasive one... Plus, Harry shivered at the thought. She had much leverage on him, something he didn't think possible since he was after all, one of the most feared kids on the isle. He accepted the offer and they sealed the deal. After all, it wasn't too bad. She was fairly powerful, had a lot of workers and gave Harry enough grounding to not lose himself. Plus, he was their prisoner and to protect his crew, the best way to do so was to join Satvi and her friends.

His heart hurt at the very though of Uma leaving him. He yelled out his pain and his rage. He knew his former captain was on the ground, bleeding out but he couldn't help but feel good about it. His first mission was completed.

He served Satvi now and the cause of the Tiger. What she wanted done would be done. Harry stalked forward carefully and predatoriously, all the while having like a nagging thought in the back of his head wondering whether or not it was what he truly wanted.

Uma waited for the final blow to come. She knew Harry must have been manipulated, tricked, maybe even spelled. She could tell the person in front of her wasn't really him. Her thoughts raced and she tried to recall what he wanted to know by asking 'how'. 'How', what?

She tried to crawl away, slowly and painfully. She fought through the pain, gritting her teeth and eyes hardening with determination. She was still Uma, captain of the Lost Revenge. The young girl was conscious she wouldn't get far but she at least needed to treat her wound before if either got infected or if she lost too much blood. She kept bravely advancing, inch by inch, to her destination when a soft hand was gently payed on her shoulder and a familiar voice whispered:

"Hold on captain."

She forced her eyes to focus and could kind of make out the blurry image of a massive silouhette with long blonde hair tied in a poney tail.

"Gil?"

She asked weakly, feeling her eyelids close again.

"Shhh. Save your energy. Every thing will be alright."

Murmured a second voice, one that she remembered but who's it was, she couldn't recall, before she passed out.

Later...

Where am I? Uma wondered a little groggily, waking up in a room with walls so white it was almost freaky. She was lying on a white bed that had white sheets and fluffy white pillows. Everything smelled like soap and chemical flowers. Next to her bed was a white nightstand with a glass filled with actual fresh water.

Okay, I must be dreaming. She thought as she noticed a plate of untouched, non rotten, decent food next to the water. There were a variety of desserts and her eyes widened at the sight of all the sweets.

She tried to get out of bed and noticed her left arm was wrapped in some sort of white bandage. Uma started pulling it off. Ben arrived at that moment and said in an amused tone: "I wouldn't do that. It's keeping the stiches together for now."

She eyed him suspiciously. Why would he help her out of all people? What was she even doing in Auradon? Yep. Definitely a dream. Thought the young girl. Gil strolled into the room and greeted her. "Hey Shri- I mean Uma. How are ya feelin'?"

"Is this... real?" Asked the injured teen sceptically. Gil replied that it was. Uma thought for a moment and asked a second question that had been bugging her for a while.

"What happened to Harry?"

Gil shrugged and exchanged a questioning glance with Ben, who didn't know any more than he did.

"I dunno. He went back to the isle and we followed him, so we could stop him. By the time we got to the Revenge, he was yelling and screaming, and attacking you for some reason.

Uma frowned. That wasn't really what she was hoping to hear. She didn't have a choice now, she needed to hear the story from Harry's mouth.

"Bring him to me," She ordered. When Gil showed signs of hesitation, she added quickly: "Now!" He ran out of the hospital bedroom to find her first mate.

Gaston's youngest came back a few minutes later, pushing in front of him Captain Hook's son. This one had dark circles under his eyes, like he hadn't slept in days and with the sun lightning up the room, Ursula's daughter could finally see how thin he had become. He appeared almost broken in her eyes but he still held out an intimidating composure.

"Hands off me, mate."

Warned Harry in a low voice. Gil held his hands up in defence and backed away instantly. He went to stand by the door, nervously sharing a look with Ben.

"Will this end well?" Whispered Ben, unsure what to do. Gil murmured back. "I don't know. I guess all we can do is hope for the best..."

That did not reassure the young King at all as he watched the two pirates staring at each other. Gil had seen his friends be mad at each other (it was rare, but it did happen every once in a while). They had never looked quite this tense and angry before tough, and the sight of them being this way scared the blond boy.

Uma stared straight into Harry's blue eyes. Hoping to find an answer, emotion. Pain, even, like she had earlier to prove, only to prove, that he was still human.

But his blue eyes had darkened and his glare only held a strange blankness.

That's it for today! Hope you liked it and please leave a review!

Question: are the jumps (forward and backward in time) too confusing?

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