I walked in with my hands constrained behind my back. Hook sat behind a desk in a huge chair. The whole place was a mess. Empty liqueur bottles scattered the floor along with paper, inkwells ect."Don't be afraid, take a seat" hook said while looking down at something.Two chairs sat infront of the desk so i walked to one and smee pulled it out so i could sit down.

Hook looked up from a map and different sheets of aged paper. "Welcome to The Jolly Roger my dear" he started. "You'll be staying here for a whil-" i shook my head at him. "No?" he stared at me like i just gravely offended him. "It's not like you have a say in this" he huffed. I would have gave him a certain sign with my hand if i could have.He contuied to speak "Do you know why you are here?" he said and tried to make eye contact, I didn't let him. I shook my head again and only stared out the huge window that sat behind him.

"You my dear are going to be bait so i can finally get my hands on that BLASTED PETER PAN!". This for some reason startled me and i flinched backward. I decided to try and play dumb. I make a muffled "tsk" sound and shrugged my shoulders. "You don't think he'll come?" hook said raising an eyebrow. I shake my head and he soon chuckles, "I've been watching you two all day". Creep.

"He'll be here" he said with an evil grin.

He stroked his chin as he thought. "But the real question is" he said said and looked over at me. I could hear smee messing with what sounded like a chest. "What to do with you until he gets here". I speak muffled words at him and he only shakes his head. He stood up and walks toward me.

I stood up as well and backed away from him. I saw smee eyeing a bottle before looking over at hook. I tripped on a stack of books and fell backwards.I fell on my butt crunching my forearm and wrists between the wall. A bruise bloomed along that area and hook stood above me.

The bandana had loosend from the movement and i shouted "GET AWAY FROM ME". He only chuckled and swiped his hook. It didn't tear skin but it tore a hole in my shirt and he lifted me up off the ground. "Watch your tone. I'm the captin of this ship!!".

I saw smee noding in the back ground and i rolled my eyes. He dropped me and grumbled "How did a girl like you get into neverland so easily" it didn't seem like he wanted me to answer as he walked back to his desk. Before i could speak he spoke to smee "Mister Smee, throw her in the cellar". Smee walked over and grabbed hold of the rope and pulled me toward the door. Before i left the office i looked over toward hook and said "Get the young Lad Mister Smee" in a deep mocking voice. Smee stopped to chuckle and Hook looked at me in recognition.

"You're the Lad who stowed away!" he seemed ticked off with these suprises today. He made a tsk sound and tapped his hook on the desk. "Runway does suit you well." "You won't like what we do to run aways on my ship". I gulped and mister smee nervously tugged me out of the room.

"Now you've go-ne and do-ne it" smee said and pulled me along the deck. The pirates on the boat all stared for a moment as smee dragged me along. Many of them played with knives and sung about leaving this island. Strange. I was shoved down the stairs and toward the end of the ship. A cell was seat up there and smee opened the door.

"You've caused en-ough troubl-e" he said "get-t along". I entered the cell and he shut it. "Can you please untie me?". He shook his head and stammered "Captins orders". With that he had walked off.

I was left alone to ponder on what to do. The sway of the boat was probably the only good thing about this cell. Despite low window this corner of the boat was awful. The floor was a rough wood and gave my legs splinters when ever i tried to sit down. A thing of hay layed off to the side but it was so infested with bugs and rats it was not worth the time of day. A bucket that smelt so bad sat in another corner and i didnt go near it. I knew what it was for.

It didn't help at all when mister smee came back hours later with a tray of what was spossed to be food. "Dinner is served" he said and slide it in.I clear my throat as he turns to leave. He looks back at me and i turn around showing my restriction. "Come over to the bars and i'll untie them for now". Smee was a man of his word amd untied my hands.

It was a huge relief to move them again. My arms had huge brusies from the rope amd hitting the wall and throbbed like all hell. "Now eat up" smee said and walked off. I stare down at the "food" and curl my nose. The rats in the corner looked like a better meal. Deciding i was not gonna kill my body with this i began to throw chunks into the water for the fish. If they even wanted to eat that slop.

I herd ticking and the thrash of water as i tossed more food in. The window was to small to for me but big enough for my head to poke through. I toss another chunk out and decide against looking out. I neared the end of my supply of food and the ticking contuied.

There was a splash of water and a growl and i saw the head of a crocodile prop it self on the window ceil. I flinched back as it stared at me through the window. It snapped its teeth at the last bits of food and i tossed it to it. They ate and seemed to be happy with that. They flashed their teeth at me and slide back into the water.

The ticking sound fades but stopped near the side. I could still hear the tick tock and then loud yells and things being knocked over. I guess the crew wasn't to found of the crocodile.

Smee kept his word and had retied my hands behind my back.

As I watched him leave I felt the cool breeze of the night flurry through the window. I walk over with my hands behind my back and sigh. I could see the island from here. The night sky danced with the rim of the trees and the fading rainbows.

My home was in sight but not in grasp. This sucked and I began to think of ways to try and escape. I look back over at the iron bars and door that keep me from my freedom.

My determination increased as I longed to be back with the boys. I began to kick at the bars. Hoping that it would achieve something. All it got was loud thuds and groaning threats from sleeping pirates.

I sigh in lose and weariness knowing it was pointless. I slide down onto my knees and curl up against the wall.

Closing my eyes I listen to the ocean as it rushed along.

Soon I fall asleep knowing tomorrow would either make or break my chances of hope.