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Away from Neverland
By : Rosamund
Category: M through R > Peter Pan > Crossovers
Views: 11903 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0Disclaimer: I do not own the book(s) that this fanfiction is written for, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story. - Chapter List
Attack!
Warning: violence!
It was early morning when the other ship attacked, Wendy could even hear the Captain’s sinister laugh at the other party’s poor planning.
Quickly she donned a dress, then checked and re-checked her hidden dagger and another sword she had placed alongside the bed. Smee had already poked his head in the door and told her to stay quiet, and that three men would be guarding the door. Since there was no doubt the enemy knew a female was on board, the Captain figured there would be no sense hiding her.
Wendy trembled as she listened to the fighting outside, and felt ashamed that she was unable to help the crew. She kept waiting.
Suddenly the door to the Captain’s quarters burst open, and a very foul looking man dressed in similar robes as the Captain (except not as sophisticated) strode in, locking the door behind him. Wendy backed further into the corner of the bedroom, silently cursing herself for not being in the the opposite end where she could have had bottles of rum to throw. Too late now.
The man was easily in his late forties or early fifties, shorter than Hook, and had graying hair that was also splayed over his open chest. He smelled, obviously not as caring to his own personal hygiene as her Captain. He sneered at her beneath a bushy beard, then licked his lips, placing his sword in its sheath. Obviously the man had no doubts in his ability to overcome the quivering girl he now approached.
He brought out a small dagger and gestured it at Wendy as she fell back onto the bed.
“Lift your skirts, wench.”
Suddenly it dawned on Wendy….the Captain’s words as he had strapped the dagger on her thigh…patience.
“I’ll show you how a real man treats his whores.”
Wendy smirked, surprised at her own bravery. She shyly started to lift her skirts with her left hand as she lay sprawled on the bed. Her right hand smoothed over her thighs in an attempt to look provocative yet also to give her the opportunity to keep her weapon hidden.
“That’s it, girl. Make yourself ready for your new master.” He said huskily, obviously thinking to arouse her, as he undid his britches.
Wendy almost gagged in disgust, but licked her lips instead.
He was now on the bed, his manhood in the open. “Open your legs.” He demanded.
Wendy kept her eyes drawn to his own, and locked the gaze as she drew the skirts higher, her right hand quickly disappearing from view.
He looked down between her legs, eagerly awaiting the view. She noticed that he had already dropped the dagger at the bottom of the bed. It was out of his reach. His body started to descend on her own, his hand reaching for her womanhood.
Just as his body neared her own, Wendy took out the knife and thrust it hard into one side of his throat and desperately sliced it across, gouging as deep as she could. His eyes bulged out, whether in surprise or of something else she did not understand, then he gurgled and fell heavily on top of her.
At the same exact moment the door burst open and a savage looking Captain Hook took one quick look at the scene before running to the bed. He pulled the man off of her effortlessly and threw him across the room. His sword ready, he was about to slice the man in half when he realized Wendy’s attacker was already dead. He looked back at Wendy who was near tears and holding her dagger. It was drenched in blood.
“Are you alright?” He asked, running to her side and letting her collapse in his arms as she broke into violent sobs.
“Did…did he…” He felt her head shake a “No” and then held her even tighter. He waited until she cried everything out.
“Is…where…how…” She stammered when she finally was able to lift her head to ask about the battle.”
“We won. Their crew is no more.” He paused, taking a quick glance to the fresh corpse across the floor. “The bastard disappeared as we were finishing off the crew. I suppose he thought he would take his chance and…and…”
“And try to rape me.” Wendy finished for him. “Just as you said.” She paused, taking out a handkerchief and dabbed her eyes. “What about our crew?”
The Captain chuckled lightly in reference to her use of “our”. “We were lucky, we only lost three mates. We will properly bury them at sea tomorrow morning. Smee and some others are ridding of the slain enemy as we speak.”
“Oh. Captain?”
“Yes?”
“Can we get drunk tonight?”
Later that night, after watching Smee and some others set the enemy ship ablaze (after taking all of its worthy booty, of course), Wendy joined the crew in getting completely smashed. The crew took delight in each taking a turn to search through three new treasure chests full of jewels and selected an item for Wendy. The captain laughed as tipsy Wendy now had on six bracelets, ten necklaces, three crowns, a dozen rings, and one pair of earrings.
“Captain,” She said, nearly falling over the trunk she was sitting on, “What shall YOU choose for me?”
“How about a cure for hangover?”
The crew burst out laughing, then started to sing songs, some dancing around Wendy, others forming a circle on the deck and doing their own tricks. Wendy tried to follow them but grew dizzy. Then her eyes locked with the Captain’s. This shook her sober a bit, and she dared standing and walked over to where the Captain was sitting in a new chair taken from the enemy ship. He watched her carefully, his own heart racing. Just as he thought she might say something, she passed out on his lap.
The next morning Wendy woke as she tried to roll over, and bumped into something. After realizing her head was not pounding as she expected it to, she opened her eyes and saw the sleeping body of the Captain facing her.
She quickly noted that she was dressed in the same clothes as the night before (minus the mass amounts of jewelry), and that while she was under the covers the Captain was on top and still dressed in his shirt and britches. She looked down and smiled. He had actually taken the time to remove his boots. She also noticed that one piece of jewelry still remained on her, or perhaps was put on later as she did not remember it from the previous night’s festivities. It was a simple ring with a perfect diamond in a delicate silver setting. She had never seen anything more lovely, and figured that only the Captain’s exquisite taste would have chosen such a perfectly perfect piece.
She leaned over and gave him a kiss on the cheek then rolled over and went back to sleep, not noticing that the Captain’s eyes had opened.
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