Black Heart

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Elanor looked in the mirror as she got herself ready for bed. She wore a cream colored gown that barely reached her knee. Her black hair was tied back without a lock of hair out of place. She fingered her locket around her neck. Inside was a picture of her grandmother Wendy when she was a very young girl. Elanor always kept this locket with her. She let go of the locket and it became hidden underneath her gown.

Elanor glanced at the open window and decided to leave it open in case it became warm during the night. Sliding underneath her satin covers Elanor settled into bed and began to think about how her life was going to change tomarrow. She sighed as she thought 'I wish I could experience some kind of adventure before I become a woman. ' She smiled slightly as she recalled her childish fantasy of running off to Neverland and becoming a pirate or a mermaid. 'I rather be anywhere, instead of lying in this bed waiting for all the responsibilities I will be having soon' Rolling away from the window Elanor drifted off to sleep.


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Smee smiled as he looked down at Wendy sleeping in her bed. Smee couldn't see her very well in the light, but he shrugged as he tried to pick her up. He sprinkled some powder near her nose so she wouldn't wake up anytime soon. When he picked her up he thought, "She's a bit heavy for an 11-year-old." He boarded the dark ship and went to the captain's quarters. Everything on the ship was unlit because the captain gave his orders that he did not want the ship to be seen flying around in the air at night. The captain's form could be seen under the covers and Smee could smell the stench of alcohol filling the air. With little ceremony he dropped Elanor's body next to that of the captian and whistled with delight as he walked away.

THE NEXT DAY--back in neverland


Captain Hook woke up with a headache pounding in his head. He felt surprisingly warmer than usual for some reason and he smelled a sweet scent near his nose. Still half asleep he nuzzled Elanor's neck to get closer to the sweet scent. As he became aware of a small body lying next to his own his eyes snaped open. Looking down he could see Elanor lying on top of his chest with her hand holding on to his shoulder. Her lips were pressed against his neck. He drew the blanket down as he uncovered her fantastic body. His eyes devoured her big breast, small waist, and long legs. He detached one of his hands from her silky black hair as he screamed, ", "SMEEEEEEEE!!!"

Elanor jerked awake from her peaceful dream as she heard a deep voice yell very close to her ear. She shot up quickly and the first thing she saw was a man lying next to her in bed. Without a thought of who he was or how he got there she did the first thing that came in mind. She saw the man's head snap away from her a second before she heard a growl from deep within his chest. His head snapped back towards her slowly. Two pair of blue eyes met at that moment. One filled with anger, the other filled with fear.

Instantly Hook reached for the girl's throat as he pulled her beneath him. He covered her soft body with his hard one, never once letting his eyes stray away from hers. "Pay attention, little girl, I'll only be saying this once. Never, ever hit me again, you understand?" When she didn't respond he pulled her by her hair so he could whisper in her ear, "I said, do you understand?"

Elanor whimpered in pain as she gapsed "yes." Hook let go of her just as Smee entered the room. Getting off of Elanor, Hook slowly stalked toward Smee as he backhanded him. "Tell me Smee," Hook said as he circled the old man, "Does this woman look like Wendy to you?" Elanor looked on with confusion, is he talking about myndmondmother...how would he know her? Elanor saw Smee as he muttered his explanations to the man with black hair.

"No captain hook, it ain't her. It was dark in her room when I saw her and I didn't know I stole the wrong girl." Elanor eyes widened. Did he just call him Hook? Her stories of Peter pan and captain Hook came crashing over her mind. The ruthless and deadly Captain James Hook and his sidekick Smee. What would they want with my Grandmother? I can't let them know I'm related to her or that I know her. Maybe they'll bring me back home if I'm not any use for them...

Elanor began to study Captain Hook as she lazily trailed her eyes up and down his half naked form. His body was well built and his thighs looked very strong. Her eyes took in the various scars that were everywhere. Finally her eyes landed on the dead flesh of his wrist. Elanor was neither awed or disgusted with his decapitated wrist. Her eyes finally landed on the Captain and she realized that he had been watching her as she basically checked him out. Looking down Elanor waited for whatever would come next.