The eerie notes of a lonesome harmonica echoed over the cove. The wailing music came from a large wooden ship floating gently on the waves. Weak lights flickered in the portholes and a lone lamp swung on its rope on the deck. 431Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡp4qQ6LnfKm
The ship was large and strongly built, it's hull shone waxy in the moonlight. Tall sturdy masts stood straight up cloaked in white sails which were at the moment hanging limply. Raucous laughter spilled out as the door to the galley opened. A man stepped out and shut the door, cutting off the talk and laughter of a large group of men. The solitary man walked to the edge of the deck, looking out towards the shore. A lock of his pale golden hair rustled against his forehead in the night breeze. He brushed it aside and narrowed his eyes, there was movement out on the water. A dark shape drew closer, and soon he could hear the lapping of oars against the ocean.431Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡqFp7EMNrxm
He gave a piercing whistle, which was then returned. He grabbed a rope ladder rolled up on the deck and threw it over the side. Soon another man, shorter, yet broader than he, with thick black hair and beard, pulled himself up over and onto the deck. He swung a sack from his back and threw it down. It made a strange squelching sound as it hit the wooden floor.431Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡwms7LoQYY5
"Cap'n Hook is not going to be pleased," He intoned gruffly.431Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡkVaLkBBh4n
"How many returned, Silas?" The blonde man asked.431Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡwd6Fe7Ev3x
"Three of the five we sent out." The men he referred to had also pulled themselves over the railing of the deck and were beginning to hoist the small rowboat up and out of the ocean–securing it to the side of the ship.431Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡReOAJQ1IWm
"Well then, Phillipe, who will have the honor of bringing this news to the Captain?" Silas scratched at his beard and adjusted his belt, which held two large flintlock pistols on either hip.431Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡT8h8y8anzt
Phillipe sighed, "I'll deal with it this time." He swiped up the bag and began to make his way towards the Captain's room. 431Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡmCx0E5WzFQ
"Oh, and one more thing Phillipe. The men say they saw Pan carrying someone up the mountain."431Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡm9hToFaUrQ
Phillipe didn't turn around but asked over his shoulder, "A lost boy?"431Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡQ3A6izl1yK
"No...a girl." Phillipe froze as Silas began to laugh, "Good luck with the Captain", and he wandered off towards the galley to get a pint of grog. 431Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ0C3NHSVQqq
Phillipe continued his slow journey to the captain's quarters, wishing he had not volunteered. It was just like Silas to hold back that bit of news until he had taken up the task, the bastard. He made his way down narrow stairs and through a short hallway. At the end of it was a door of solid oak, heavy and edged in intricate metal designs. He tapped lightly on the door then pressed on the latch and pushed it open.431Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡtvZIRXYwXV
The room was dark, one candle flickering on the large desk at the back of the room. There was a bunk with a thin mattress on the left side, a heavy chest, and a chair on the right. The desk was covered in maps and parchment. Two porthole windows at the back allowed some moonlight to trickle through, but not enough to reveal the figure sitting at the high back chair behind the desk. Their feet were propped up on the desk and they ran a rag almost lovingly over a glinting sabre.431Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡaxsq5f4MuH
Phillipe cleared his throat and they stopped shining the weapon and laid it on the desk. "Captain, the scouts have returned."431Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡfKffjZxXpC
Silence.431Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡp1GPmwxIm5
"Silas brought Jeffers and Wots back." Phillipe opened the satchel and removed two objects from it. He lifted them and placed them on the desk.431Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ1D8diK8TAb
The Captain didn't react to the two severed heads now sitting on their desk, opened mouths and dead eyes staring blindly at them. Instead, they took their legs off the desk and stood. A right hand appeared in the dim light, fingers splayed on the desk. And then the left arm appeared, but where a hand should have been, a wicked-looking metal hook stabbed itself into the surface of the desk with a grating thud.431Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡqgbaNIEgKb
"Captain..." Phillipe tried to cajole but they swiped at the heads, tossing them against the wall. The heads bounced and rolled towards Phillipe's feet and he subtly shifted away from them.431Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡF98nbivP0M
"Are you incompetent, Phillipe?" a low, husky voice asked.431Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡeEp24Fa4WB
"No, Captain–"431Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ4cP219tNYY
"Then am I a fool?"431Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ2QERtiVfmt
"No, Cap–"431Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡidFWSDZ2pX
They slammed the hook down again, "Then why the hell can't any of my men seem to find one single boy on an island that we've been on for eight years!"431Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡJnPSJW8lff
"Captain, Pan is a crafty one, and the Lost Boys know these woods. The men you send are sailors..."431Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡr0aLkABrsa
"Are you criticizing my choices?" The voice had a steely edge to it.431Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡZgSExCnjWh
Phillipe quickly backtracked, "No of course not, it's just the men..."431Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡhX5T0hI4Ki
"Of course, of course. Who led the scouting party?" Understanding layered with sinister sarcasm gave Phillipe chills.431Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡEokoT2faFX
"Co...Corey, Captain."431Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ4zjPfBFxoC
The Captain leaned forward, her face finally illuminated by the candlelight. Dark eyes glittered, "I want the wheel prepared for tomorrow. I plan to put on a small exhibition. It is clear to me that my men need...motivation." 431Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ5sPhCgk46r
Phillipe's stomach roiled, and he swallowed, "Yes, Jocasta." He paused, wishing he did not have to deliver the next piece of news.431Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ2IQPngLsIq
Jocasta Hook did not miss a single thing. "What else, Phillipe."431Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡq6ywXEjhHh
"The men say–" he hesitated.431Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ83S9BGnyPZ
"Well, spit it out!"431Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡuPJTdeYXrI
"The men say they saw Petyr with a girl."431Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡukxPWHpxgI
Jocasta tensed, her eyes narrowed, "A girl?"431Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ4U2hGJ5x5g
"Yes." Phillipe cringed, stepping back in case–431Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡjhfG1e6w7i
Jocasta's full lips pulled into an ominous smile, Phillipe could feel his heartbeat increase.431Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ3bc2tyIzRj
"This is pleasant news, Phillipe. It has been so long since I've had any fun." her voice was sickly sweet, "Now, leave me. I have more plans to make."431Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡxplxZwryAC
Phillipe didn't need any more urging and he swiftly left the room, shutting the door tightly behind him.431Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ7RWiGQVicM
Jocasta Hook turned from her desk and strode to the porthole to look out over the calm ocean. "Oh, Petyr. You just couldn't resist could you?" Her laughter was without mirth, instead, it was dark and eager. "I am coming for you Petyr Pan, soon."431Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡWBl73qWeg6
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