Ben's cheek stung as he woke up. He quickly took note of the hard and dirty ground below him, the dark room was probably a basement of some sort. And he was tied up to a pole behind his back and at his feet. Ben struggled to think back to the last thing he remembered. Emotional pain joined his physical pain as he recalled that he had lost Mal. He needed space to handle his emotions privately and that's when he had been knocked over the head. But Ben wasn't alone down here.

"Finally," his captor was squatting down in front of him. He had a thick accent and from the looks of his outfit Ben thought it safe to guess this was Captain Hook's kid. "It took ye forever to wake up. I had to slap yah."

"What do you want?" Ben was in no mood to deal with this at all. He wasn't going to play games, he just wanted him to get to the point.

"Why yer majesty it's not regal to be rude. Yer not even goin ta ask what yer subjects name is?" Harry was enjoying toying with Ben. He wanted to know what it was about this preppy little prince that Mal could possibly find so intriguing.

Ben just stared at him. He wasn't playing along. So Harry continued anyway, not wanting to get caught up in the details. "I'm Harry Hook. Son of the greatest pirate who ever lived and first mate ta the most fearsome gang on the Isle."

Ben just ignoring Harry and that only angered him. Harry leaned forward and used his hook to force Ben to look at him. "What is it about you?"

Ben was confused by his statement so he broke his silence and spoke, "What do you mean?" He hoped Harry was distracted enough for Ben to desperately test the strength of his restraints, hoping to find a weak point.

Harry reached over Ben and slammed his hook down by his hand to stop his movements. They were face to face now and Hook spoke menacingly, "Don't even think about it. You can't escape and yer girlfriend isn't coming ta save you."

"She's not my girlfriend anymore," Ben let slip out bitterly.

Hook was still close up in Ben's face so Ben got a front row to just how wide of a grin Harry's smile broke out into. He pushed himself away from Ben and stood up to give a wolf of a laugh. "Ooo now isn't that a interesting revelation. Weren't able to please her yer majesty? Honestly, I'm not surprised. I was trying ta figure out how she could possibly be satisfied by such a boring specimen of man."

Ben looked at Harry sideways. What exactly was he getting at? The way he emphasized words like 'please' and 'satisfied' made anger boil up in Ben that he would dare make implications about Mal. It was showing. The way his nostrils flared. You could see in his eyes his brain working a mile a minute to try to wrap his head around what Hook was going on about. Ben grit his teeth and spoke low and stern, "Don't talk about her like that."

"Ooo oh oh, I've struck a nerve and some truth. Don't you worry about Mal, I'll take back over from here." Hook's meaning was clear and it all the sudden struck Ben that this was the guy Mal was talking about from her past.

Rage and pain like Ben had never experienced in his life rippled through his chest. A growl ripped out of him as he started to violently fight against his restraints.

"Hey Harry Uma wanted me to come down and see what all the commotion is-," a blonde boy came bustling downtown the far stairs. When he caught sight of Ben he stopped dead, "Woah, is he guna beast out? My dad said it was not a pretty sight when his dad did."

"Don't worry Gus. He doesn't have it in him." Harry laughed moving closer to taunt him again, "and that's why yer ex girlfriend is going to be mine again."

Gus started laughing and Harry and Ben both stopped death staring at each other to look over at him. "What? Mal? She was only using you to get information from Uma. I'm a dummy and even I know that."

Ben took some breaths and calmed himself down. While Hook exploded, going after Gus. Harry had been lying, what Mal told Ben was the truth. Hook was just trying to get at him. Ben had to keep a clear head. He couldn't let the pain of losing Mal stop him from protecting Auradon. He had to find a way out of this before it was too late.