The Lost Girls sat bound together in the center of the Jolly Roger along with Michael and John. Wendy's hands were tied but she stood away from the werewolves looking up to the captain's quarters. James Hook was inside preparing himself. The rest of the crew was wandering around the upper the deck. It was Smee who stayed near the captain and watched over the girls.
Wendy stood nervously as the crew eyed her. She wasn't like the others, she was human. Her eyes shifted to the island. All she wanted was to be in Peter's arms once more. Now she was sorry she had left. The worst part was, she had gotten everyone else captured by her own selfish choice.
Time moved like sludge as they waited for Hook. When he did come out the crew had stopped to watch as if he was a star. As he came down he walked right over to the standing girl. Briefly his eyes left hers to look over his other prisoners. He seemed to smirk as his eyes ran over the boys. They would be much easier to turn.
"Now Wendy, I can release those hands. Just agree to join me with eternal power." Adrianna rolled her eyes at the comment but Wendy straightened up.
"I will not become like you." The captain made a strangled noise as if trying to hide his short fuse.
"What about your brothers?" He began to stroll towards the two boys. "Would you like to be a pirate and roam the seas living under the night sky?" Hook was bent speaking to Michael who was youngest. With any hope he would be naive enough to fall.
Wendy walked to the group standing close. She stood tall with her shoulders back. Her chin was up keeping her head held high. Hook looked at her and she stared right back into his endless eyes.
"I speak for all of us when I say we will never join you. We all stand by Peter." The captain bared his fangs and hissed at the name. The rest of the crew seemed to tense up. Even Smee looked uncomfortable.
"Never would I become a hideous pirate." Alice's small voice rose above the others sending chills through the girls.
"Very well then, you all have chosen the plank." Hook straightened up nodding to a small cluster of his men. They all seemed to scurry away in the same direction. When they returned with a long board two opened the side of the boat where the plank would rest.
"Who shall go first?" His voice rattled every brain that sat before him. Their eyes shifted between each other not wanting to volunteer. The crew's circle seemed to close in around them pressuring them to go. None spoke up not even to point a figure to another. "Ladies first, Wendy?" His hook lifted in her direction as if asking for her hand. She swallowed and stepped forward.
"Goodbye Michael, goodbye John. Girls, it was wonderful being your mother." All their eyes began to get teary. Wendy walked up to Hook.
"One last chance to join me forever." Her head shook denying her only chance of survival. Something about her response made him grin as he walked her over to the plank. Smee stood by the side watching eagerly. The rest of the crew edged forward watching anxiously.
Hook's silver hand pushed her forward. Her bare feet stepped uneasily onto the top of the board. Glancing to the others, she turned around. "Be strong for me." The captain grew weary and pulled out his sword. He motioned for her to turn around and poked her out further. The board wobbled beneath her making her uneasy.
As she reached the edge she turned around to fully to look at everyone one last time. Her heart throbbed and her throat clenched. This was it. "Any last words, girlie?" Hook's voice cut through her like a knife.
"Dying would be an awfully big adventure." He snarled at her words and his boot came down heavily on the board. It vibrated the whole plank upsetting her balance. She tried to regain her position but he stomped once more to everyone's shock.
With that last stomp she went tumbling over the edge. Hook grinned widely and eased back. Wendy fell but there was no splash. Minutes pasted before the whole crew rushed to the edge of the boat. They all leaned over looking out.
"Where is she Captain?" Smee's voice seemed to make the captain panic. He paced from one end of the deck to the other. The whole time he spotted no Wendy, heard no splash and not once looked behind him.
Even the crew stood in amazement. They all seemed mesmerized until the ticking began. Hook jumped almost immediately. He backed up to the center of the boat as the ticking got closer. His eyes darted around the water searching for the reptile.