Unspoken things

Author's Note:

Sorry for the long wait, I know this took forever, but I thank you all for being patient. Please enjoy this...or something like that.

Warning there is some...rather graphic things in here, the rating might be bumped up.

If you don't like these types of stories then please don't read, I do not own anything. All these characters and events are fictional anything that is similar or true is just a coincidence. Viewer Discretion is advised. Thank you.

Summary: After sending Wendy and the others back home, Peter thought that things would hopefully go back to being the same. But when Hook comes back and does something terribly awful, how will this effect Wendy and our beloved boy, who suddenly wishes to leave Neverland and grow up? Rated T for dark and horrid things, but ratings might be changed.

Chapter 3

The next day was not an easy one for Peter. As the sun broke through the window in his hideout, he woke up with a startled gasp. He looked around and hoped that everything that transpired yesterday was all a dream. But as the memories replayed in his head and the rope dug hard into his wrists, he knew it wasn't.

Deep down, he knew that it wasn't over; in fact this was far from over. He cowered in fear as a shadow passed by his window. Please no…please! He silently pleaded, this couldn't be happening, this has to be some surreal nightmare. He brought his knees up tightly to his chest and buried his face into them. He wouldn't let anyone see him cry, no one, except Wendy, was ever allowed to see him cry.

Upon hearing a creak above him he held his breath. He squeezed his eyes shut tightly and curled his toes. His heart thumped loudly in his chest and he hoped that the person entering his home couldn't hear any of it. Go away…go away…GO AWAY! He begged. The creaking began to get louder as the person climbed down.

"Breakfast time squirt." A gruff voice said. Peter released his breath as he noticed this wasn't him. Hesitantly Peter peeked out from his hiding place and saw that it was indeed another pirate. This one was Starkey, that "nicest" and "politest" pirate out of the Jolly Roger crew.

"Starkey?" Peter said hesitantly. The pirate's head perked up.

"Aye?" He said looking around.

"Is H-Hook here?" He asked. Starkey turned around and with a sympathetic smile shook his head.

"No, he's nay here kid." He said placing the plate of yellow eggs and what appeared to be sausage down on the floor near the bed.

All in all, Starkey felt bad for the kid. He really did. He knew he didn't deserve this, but something in his captain's head snapped. He knew that his captain was no longer a man; in fact he was less of a man, now he was more of a thing, a creature. Starkey looked around for the small child.

"Where be ye?" He asked scratching his chin. Peter shuddered.

"Hiding…" He said. Starkey frowned.

"Well, do ye want t' talk about't?" He asked. Peter began breathing heavily.

"No." He choked out. Starkey sighed and sat down on the ground.

Truth be told, Peter did want to talk about it…but not to him. He wanted Wendy. He needed Wendy now to protect him.

"I want Wendy." He said. Starkey held back a small chuckle. Figures the kid would want her. She was his crush whether he denied it or not. Starkey knew Peter liked Wendy, the boy showed it every time he was near the girl.

"Wendy t'ain't here kid." He said. He heard Peter stifle a sob. Starkey sighed, "Ok kid come on out." He said. Peter didn't budge.

"Are you going to hurt me too?" He asked. Starkey gasped in disgust.

"How dare ye think that o' me?" He said his voice clearly hinting that he was insulted. Peter giggled childishly. He always loved making the pirates mad.

"Sorry." He said smiling a little bit. He was about to come out, but he remembered his lack of clothing. "I can't." He said.

"Why not?" Starkey asked. Peter felt the lump form. He felt that dirty feeling again. Did he really have to explain?

"B-because…Hook…he…" He said trying to form words. Starkey mentally slapped himself.

"`Tis ok kid, nay need t' explain." He said. Peter sighed with relief. He really didn't want to explain how he ended up…naked.

"Aye Starkey, cap'n says 'tis time t' leave." Noodler said. Starkey nodded.

"Tell th' lad's I be coming up." He replied while standing. Peter frowned. He wished he didn't have to leave. Having company meant that he didn't have to dwell on what happened. He didn't want his thoughts to keep tormenting him. He waved as Starkey's figure disappeared even though the said pirate couldn't see him. As the door to his hideout closed Peter exhaled slowly. He hated himself for being so weak against the pirate he used to beat all the time. He didn't like this new game Hook was playing, this game didn't even compare to all the childish pranks he pulled. Curling back into his protective little ball, Peter closed his eyes. He could smell the breakfast laid out for him, but he didn't dare touch it.

Knowing Hook he probably put something in it, something to make him weak or worse…dead. Peter's stomach growled in hunger but the small boy denied it, his stomach would have to get used to being hungry because unless he could find some other stuff, he wasn't going to eat in a long time.

London

Wendy tossed in her bed as her worry for Peter started to consume her. She hoped-no prayed- it wasn't anything too serious. If anything bad happened to Peter…she didn't know what she would do.

After a while she felt a weird feeling. Not the kind that any person would feel, it was almost like an urgent feeling. Something that made her suddenly feel anxious and fearful. Was this Peter? Did Peter want her at Neverland? I can't Peter…She thought, I don't know how. She curled tighter into her blankets as the feeling progressed. He was begging her, calling for her. Wendy couldn't stop the tears as they fell, I can't Peter…I want to…but I don't know how to reach you, she thought to him. The feeling inside of her slowly faded, but instead of leaving her alone, an immense feeling of pain and fear plagued her. Wendy gasped as a sharp pain shot up and closed her eyes.

Just as before, she was in Neverland, and just like before…she heard him scream. This time, she ran.

"Peter!" She cried, "Peter where are you!" She shouted as the scream continued. She followed the scream, but before she could run any further the ground began to crack. Wendy's eyes widened, she jumped off the piece of land she was on and landed on another. Every step she took made her closer to Peter, but it was becoming difficult with the land breaking and the wind blowing twice as hard. She looked towards the sea and froze.

Slowly, but surely, frost was covering up the sea. She knew she couldn't waste any more time.

Peter

Peter cowered in fear as Hook came down the steps. He could smell the rum coming from the pirate's clothes.

"Come out; come out wherever you are Pan." Hook sneered. Peter didn't, he couldn't. He heard Hook growl in annoyance, "Come out boy, this can go by fast or slow, it's all up to you." He said. Peter shut his eyes as if to escape. Wendy! Wendy I need you! He pleaded. He felt a strange feeling in his gut, something…as if she was replying back to him. The feeling he felt was a swirling mass of worry, guilt, and fear. I…can't…he heard her reply. Peter's eyes shot open. He heard her…he heard her talk back. Wendy, come please! He thought to her. Again that same feeling returned, I…don't…know how, was the reply. He almost broke down. Of course she didn't know how, he was the one who brought her here, he didn't show her the alternative. He knew he couldn't, because if he did then children everywhere would be able to come and that would be dangerous for Neverland and for him. But before he could tell her, he was grabbed by the arm and dragged out. He yelped in surprise.

"Found you." Hook snarled. Peter gulped.

Wendy

Wendy felt like she was in a race, a race against what though? She took deep breaths as she ran, her muscles were starting to hurt, and she felt her head become lighter. But still, she pressed forward.

Peter meant the world to her; she would do anything for him. As she ran a sudden thought came to her. What if she was too late? No, she thought, I will make it, she thought with confidence. She smiled when she entered the forest in which she was so familiar with. She was close, she knew she was.

She smiled as she could see it in the distance. His hideout! She thought happily. With new found strength she rushed over and there, she could hear that loud awful scream. Hang on Peter! Hang on! She thought as she approached it.

Peter

She was here!

That's all Peter could register. Hook smiled down at him.

"Were going to play a new game today Peter." He said, "It's one that I'm sure will hurt you and bring me pleasure." He said with a chuckle. Peter shuddered once more as the thing touched him with his cold sharp hook. Peter yelped when he felt a sharp pain in his side, "Look at me boy!" Hook growled. Peter opened his eyes. He peered down at his side and saw a deep gash leaking out blood.

"Let me go…" He said weakly. Hook's eyes narrowed to him.

"I give the orders boy! Not you!" He yelled and lifting up his hook he once more gave the boy another long gash on his other side. Peter bit his lips. "I must say, I'm glad you showed up ready. It was such a vexatious job ripping them apart." The captain leered. Peter frowned at him. Hook smiled and threw the boy towards a wall. Peter being taken by surprise hardly had time to register what was happening until he hit the wall and fell with a groan.

Hook slowly approached him and pulled the boy to him.

"Now, enough playing, let's make Captain Hook a happy man shall we." He said. Peter whimpered as hook began his ministrations. He held back tears as this man touched him in inappropriate places.

"Please…stop." Peter pleaded. Hook merely chuckled.

"And let this once in a lifetime chance slip away?" He asked, "Never." He said and he dug his hook hard into the boy's thigh. Peter shouted out in pain making Hook's smile wider.

"Stop! Stop!" Peter cried out, Hook rolled his eyes.

"Fine, since me pleasing you isn't good enough, let's switch aye?" He said. Peter looked at the captain only to find that he was on his knees and Hook was standing up.

"This is a game I like to call, "Pleasuring Captain Hook." He said, "Now suck." He ordered. Peter froze.

"Peter?!" A voice cried out. Captain Hook turned around and smiled.

"I see you brought a friend Peter, how about we invite her in our little game?" Hook said. Peter's eyes widened. No, no, NO! He couldn't let Wendy get hurt too.

Wendy stared in horror at the sight. She couldn't believe this…Hook was…violating Peter and in the most horrendous of ways. She couldn't comprehend anything until Hook started walking to her. She gasped and looked from Peter to him then back to Peter.

"Peter! Run!" Wendy said as she looked around and grabbed something. Hook simply chuckled.

"Sorry to burst your bubbles girl, but Pan isn't going anywhere until I die!" He said and without another word he grabbed Wendy's hair, but the said girl simply hit him hard with whatever she held in her hand. Hook yelled in pain and let her go.

Wendy ran to him, "Peter are you ok?" She asked. Peter shook his head.

"Wendy….run." He said as the girl began to untie the rope. Wendy shook her head.

"No, I'm not leaving you." She said. Hook got up and growled.

"Twice the more fun then." He said as he walked to her. Peter growled.

"Don't touch her!" He shouted. And without another thought he said something.

The ground shook and items fell creating a storm of dust, once it had cleared Wendy was gone.

"What did you do?" Hook asked. Peter looked up at him.

"I sent her away…so you couldn't harm her…" He said weakly. Hook stomped over to him.

"Too bad for you, now I'm going to harm you." Was Hook's only reply as he shoved Peter to him and continued what they were doing before they interrupted.

Man I am going to hell big time. Well, I don't have anything in particular that I need to say.

Please don't flame, if you don't like don't read...so yeah, that's pretty much it.

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