ok you guys, sorry it took so long to get this one out.
Wendy woke slowly, relishing the feeling of being snuggled in the warm plush fabric that covered her. She was warm, her body and mind both content enough that she was tempted to fall beck into the lul of sleep that called her. In fact, she was almost back to the abyss of sleep until she noticed a weight around her stomach. This, in turn, triggered in her brain as something that shouldn't be there and that woke her up.
She slowly opened her eyes and looked around. After a few seconds, Wendy realized that she wasn't in her room. But where was she? Shifting from her back onto her side, she saw who the arm belonged to; captain Hook.
Every inch of her body stiffened. What should she do? In the arms of captain Hook when you wake and not being able to remember a thing will set one's mind into quite a scramble.
"Good morning, my beauty." Hook wispered in her hair, enjoying the fact that his presence sent chills down her body. She looked up at him and now his piercing blue eyes met her stormy grey. Hook let his satisfaction radiate through them, only because it would throw Wendy off even more, and this was becoming entertaining.
Words were starting to form for Wendy. "Where...what, how? Why am I-"
"In my bed? with me?" he smirked, finnishing her cut up questions.
Something inside of Wendy's head clicked. Why should she give this man the satisfaction of seeing her ruffled like this? She let out an agrivated huff and then pulled herself from his loose embrace and pulled the covers from her, exposing her to the cold. Luckily fo her, she was still fully clothed, which relieved her to no end as she absentmindedly straightened herself out before storming out of the captain's room.
Hook of course followed, enjoying her anger to no end, and highly interested to see where this was going.
Wendy left the captain's quaters and walked to the deck without so much as a pause between transitions. It was when she noticed that Hook followed her that she paused.
"Leave me be, captain." Her voice was cold and steely.
"Why should I do that, Wendy? I am enjoying your fuss ever so much!" without turning around, Wendy knew that Hook held a smug countenance. "And besides my dear," he boasted again "this is my ship! I am captain andcan do what I please!"
This pulled her to a halt as she looked out temptingly towards Neverland Isle. Suddenly, Wendy had the most devious and recklace plan as she looked at the closeness of the Jolly Roger to land.
"Very well, Captain. I suppose I will just have to leave the ship."
And before Hook realised what had happened or could stop the foolish woman, she jumped overboard , breaking the waters below.
The cerulean blue surrounded her completely. Beneath the water, everything was muffled and blurred, and Wendy felt content. She almost forgot that she needed air, but with her lungs begining to burn, she was forced above to the surface.
Gasping for air, her ears suddenly were overwelmed with shouts from the ship and the crashing of waves. Wendy turned back briefly to see that the captain was ordering about several pirates to lower a dinghy to the waters below. Determined to escape, she pushed on fiercly in the waters, the tides on her side.
She had almost gotten to the shores when the first mermaid appeared. A jolt of nervousness seemed to overtake her as she tried her hardest to slip past unseen The water broke a bit farther away signifying a second mermaid, flowing in stride with the first. a second later on the other side of her a tail flapped a bit in the distance, revealing a third; she was being followed.
Wendy had no time to act before she felt a hand attempt to grip her right ankle. With a harsh left kick she managed to free her other leg, and despite her sore muscles, she tried to swim as fast as possible.
Her attempts were no match for the agile mermaids, sleekly cutting through the sea towards her. A second later her legs were firmly gripped and she was being dragged down.
"Help! HELP ME!!" Wendy screamed, gasping for air while she was slowly losing her fight to the surface. She thrashed and writhed visciously, gripping towards the sky towards anything that could save her.
Her muscles were too tired and now all three mermaids combined tugged. she was yanked just tantilizingly underneath the surface, so that her hands could still stick to the air that her lungs craved.
Her vision went fuzzy, and eventually the edges of everything dimmed. Her muscles relaxed when she stopped fighting the mermaids, and Wendy knew that she would drown and die here. Her hand almost slipped beneath the surface when she felt another being cling hard to it and begin to pull her up.
Hook had seen the entire event from a distance inside of the dinghy. He shouted furiously at the men to put all their strength into paddling or else he would gut them to bits. Hook would never admit his emotions, but something extremely close to worry flowed through his veins as she swam.
When the mermaids appeared he almost jumped out of the small ship. He pulled his pistol out and fired at a fourth one tailing the rest, and the sea turned crimson with his fatal shot.
Once he looked up towards Wendy he saw her thrashing about, losing her useless fight with the beasts. Hook knew that they were still too far away from her to help; she would drown.
and we'll stop there.