Hope you guys liked 5 and there will be more twists to the story later.
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A wild mass of greasy black hair, glittering amethyst eyes, and pallid sweaty skin hung inches from my face. With a jolt I realized the person in front of me was none other than the notorious Captain Hook. Emotions broke through the levee of my self-preservation and all of my composure vanished. My freckled cheeks turned a splotchy pink, burning tears slid down my face all the while leaving noticeable trails of despair, and my hair whipped around my face in the suddenly harsh wind, knotting terribly. I shuddered violently when Hook trailed his icy blade for a hand against my flaming cheek. Then I became disgusted. Who was this man to think that he could touch me? What an unbearable ass! I thought as I spat on his dusty black boot, mustering up as much hate I could into this simple action.
The captain's dangerously playful front morphed into an expression filled with pain and loneliness in a split second, and then it was gone. Unable to process those emotions on the pirate's face, my jaw dropped to the floor. His now livid face reddened and then he snatched a clump of my hair in his fist and yanked downward, pulling me out of the snare but still causing me pain. A small whimper escaped my baby pink lips unwillingly as I was led through the now pitch black greenery, still being held by my hair. I could only imagine where he was dragging me. With horrible thoughts in my mind, I kicked at his ribs and managed to free my amber hair from his sweaty, meaty grasp. Captain Hook hissed in rage as I tried to flee. Unfortunately, two more pirates materialized from the brush and seized my arms in their large, callused hands.
"You want to play nasty? I'll give you nasty." With that Hook grabbed my throat and led me away, just barely giving me enough air to survive.
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My eyes fluttered open and I slowly took in the sight around me. Makeshift hammocks were tethered to wooden beams that layered the stony ceiling, and each had a sleeping pirate. Shock coursed through my veins. Mother, I flinched at the mere thought of her, had stated that there were only about twelve pirates. From the looks of this room, I'd figure there were about thirty-five! Still shocked, I took in the rest of my surroundings. A crystal blue water fall hung over an exit to the far left of my hammock and a pile of boulders were stacked at the entrance to a corridor with a set of iron tracks leading into it directly behind me, possibly a mine? Just then, a mop of black hair caught my eye. Tompkins! I crept out of my hammock and tiptoed towards him. My small dirty hand reached out and gently shook him.
"What the-" I desperately clapped my palm against his lips, silencing him. He stared into my eyes, clearly surprised that I was here in the corsair's lair of all places. When I saw that he wasn't going to say anything, I slowly raised my hand away from his face. "What are you doing here!" he whispered.
"I was kidnapped by Hook." I explained simply.
"My god, we have to get you out of here immediately!" he exclaimed quietly, clearly upset about my capture.
I quickly replied, "No way! I have to find out as much as I can about everything that is going on so I can help stop the war. The Mollusks won't let me return home unless I make peace with the war and my family and I also have to learn the tribe's ways."
Tompkins recoiled from me as if I were some disease. "Why are you letting them control you? You are-" he broke off quickly as his cheeks flushed.
"What is it?" I questioned him curiously.
His eyes darted nervously around the room as he stuttered, "U-um, I don't even know your name."
My eyes widened in surprise as the realization dawned on me like the sunrise. We had not yet properly introduced! I cleared my quivering throat and gently began, "My name is Claire Darling, sister of Jane and daughter of Wendy. And you are?..."
An uncharacteristic giggle escaped through my lips as he spoke, still stuttering. "M-my name is L-Leo Tompkins. At your service ma'am!" He raised a freckled arm to his forehead in mock salute, his cheeks still aflame.
"Why I am pleased to meet you Sir Tompkins!" I curtsied as well as I could with these very short island shorts and dipping neckline of the tank top. I giggled softly as I watched a blush spreading to his freckled cheeks.
"The pleasure is all mine," My eyes widened as I recognized those words, but who said them slipped my mind. Puzzled I frowned unconsciously and Leo looked shocked. "Is everything alright?"
"Y-yes, fine. I just am feeling a little faint," I replied nervously.
"Faint? Well we better get you situated," he suggested and led me over to a clean white hammock.
As his hand unknowingly intertwined with mine, a bolt of lightning shot through my body, laced with realization. The freckled cheeks, black hair, smile, and the feeling when he touched me must mean…. Leo is James Tompkins's twin!
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I had sort of been hinting at this from the beginning but I just felt that I needed to say it outright and have her not think that it was just a coincidence. So yeah, I'm pretty excited for the next chapter. I know that this one was kind of a filler but that's the best I can do right now. Review and let me know what you think please!