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The Story of Captain James Hook


 * Step One: The Battle of the Redskins & Capturing the Children **

The redskins were nothing more than an obstacle - a complication that simply had to be taken care of in order to capture the boy.

Earlier this morning, I ordered my forces to attack the redskins. it a massacre to top all massacres. Not surprising though - the plan was created by yours truly. Smee warned me that several of the redskins had escaped though, but not nearly enough of them to interfere with the rest of the plan thankfully.

Once the redskins had been defeated, Smee and I traveled to the tops of the trees to stalk the boy and his mindless minions. I could faintly hear the boy saying the only way he would know if he were truly safe was if he heard the sound of the tom-tom, the silly drum the redskins would play after winning a battle. So what Peter wanted, Peter got. Smee beat the tom-tom, tricking the boy into believing he was safe. The boys and that Wendy girl danced and cheered, without having the slightest clue what was to come.

The rest of my forces were sent to the trees, in hopes of capturing the children. One by one each of the lost boys were snatched from their homes. Luckily, I had the pleasure of capturing dear, dear Wendy.

The children, all except for Peter, were tied up, tossed on the back of my crew's shoulders and carried off into the forest.

Now, for the boy...

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 * The Drip of "Blood" **

It is not the sight of blood that terrifies me. Trust me, I can handle slitting the throats of my enemies and watching them bleed out without any sort of problem. It is the sight of my very own blood...

My god, the sight of my own blood. Nothing on this earth, not even the creature in the water, is more gruesome. It's unnatural. Even a drip of my blood could frighten a small child.

It's the color - a deep red maybe, with a tint of green (if that's even possible). The blood slips from my body and forms, slowly, but surely, into a pool. A pool that never ceases to stop growing.

It is only until Smee comes and starts to clean up the mess that I become myself again.

I am the fearless Captain James Hook when I do not see the blood. But god forbid when I do see, I become someone else...


 * The Boy **

Nothing is more repulsive than the boy that lives in the trees. The boy who, day by day, waits with those silly lost boys.

It's the grin that comes upon his face every time he blocks my sword from hitting his body. It's his confidence cockiness that makes me so enraged.

It's his incapability to apologize for what he has done to me.

But the boy will be sorry one way in another - all in due time.

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He is always watching. No matter what time of day it is. Every day, the creature in the water slowly follows my ship, wherever we go. Smee calls me paranoid. There is no denying that I am somewhat paranoid. After all, anyone would be afraid to have their every move watched by a creature that wants nothing more than the taste of your very own blood.
 * The Creature Waiting in the Water **

Before the incident, I was invincible. Every morning, I would wake up and look out upon the sea from the railing of my ship without a care in the world. I could travel anywhere, do anything.

But now it is nearly impossible for me to go anywhere near the railing. Somehow I feel as though the creature will jump up and drag me down into the water.

I have tried several times to lose the creature - sailing off in different directions, but Smee tells me he waits in the water day by day, night by night.

I cannot tell what is worse though: the creature in the water or the boy who caused the creature to follow me.