Thanx 2 everyone who is taking the time to read this! I hope it isn't boring you 2 much! feel free to leave a review and tell me what you think would be good to add to it!
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And ofcourse I don't own any of the characters (except Anita)! this one isn't as long as the first chapter but I found that this was a good place to leave it until I get the next chapter up and running!
ENJOY!!!!
It was almost midnight when Anita started to have a strange dream about the one thing she didn't expect- Pirates.
One Pirate in particular caught her attention; he had a sharp hook in place of his right hand. In the dream, Captain Hook was not as she had pictured as Wendy was telling her story earlier. He did indeed look fierce and dangerous, but at the same time, lonely- not to mention ruggedly handsome!
In the dream, Anita saw herself dressed as a pirate; wearing a long black skirt that was ripped along both sides, and a blood red shirt with each sleeve falling from both shoulders.
As Hook was leaning on the rail, staring into space, she found herself walking calmly over and standing next to him.
'You're a very beautiful woman Anita.' He eventually stated, turning his head towards her.
Hook's eyes shone with such sorrow and longing that the girl hardly knew what to do. Lifting a hand to the Captains face, Anita stroked the cheek of the man described to her as a monster.
'You're not so bad yourself, James.' She replied softly, still not withdrawing her hand.
Hook, with his good arm, softly took hold of her fingers and placed them away from him on the rail. Anita looked hurt at the unexpected rejection and started to walk off before any tears fell in front of him. However, she didn't get more then a few steps when the Captain's hand grasped firmly around her waist and pulled her back towards him until Anita was pinned firmly against his chest.
'You missunderstand, Precious.' He whispered after seeing the disappointed look on her face. Not giving her the time to even think- James Hook kissed Anita- very insistently.
'Anita? Anita? Hey!!!' Called out Wendy, poking her friend in the side as to wake her up faster.
'I'm up! I'm up!' She yelped, sitting up in the bed whilst rubbing the soreness which her friend had just so graciously delivered to her ribs.
'You were having a bad dream!'
As Wendy sat closer, Anita was racking her brains trying to remember what it was she had in fact dreamt. Then it came to her; smiling she looked over at Wendy's concerned expression.
'Well, I don't know why you thought 'that' Miss Darling, but let me assure you that what I was dreaming was anything but bad!' Anita stated, laughing; but then a thought hit her, so now rather nervous about the response she asked as calmly as possible-
'Why? What was I saying?'
'Oh, just a bit of moaning, I thought you were in some sought of pain or something!'
Anita breathed a deep sigh, now thoroughly relaxed, she smiled broadly.
'You do know Wendy, that moaning doesn't necessarily mean you are in pain.'
At the shocked look on Wendy's face, Anita couldn't help but burst out in a fit of giggles and it wasn't long before her friend joined in as well.
'I can not believe you just said that! You are totally and completely shocking!'
'Well my dear, unlike you, I had no parents to teach my dirty little mind how to behave itself!' She replied in between laughing fits.
It took awhile longer before the girls could finally manage to control themselves, but when they did, Wendy got up and opened the balcony doors. It was a good night with the breeze being nice and cool against her skin.
Walking over and standing beside her, Anita admired the stars.
'Well it will surely take me forever to get back to sleep now.'
'Yeah, me as well.' Wendy answered, now fully awake. Wrapping her arms around herself, Wendy Darling could feel that something was going to happen; something to her which was strangely familiar.
Standing in silence for what seemed like ages, neither girl noticed the third person in the room until Anita turned around and let out a small scream before her mouth was covered and she was pulled roughly across the room and gripped firmly with her back to a man's chest; a man who strangely enough had a sharp hook in place of his right hand.
Hope you enjoyed it, I hope to have the next chapter up in a couple of day's at most. So please tell me what you thought. :)
