‹ Prequel: Sweet Nothing
Hooked
See I've come to burn your kingdom down
When he found her, he knew there was something different about her. He wasn’t entirely sure if this was good or bad, but he approached her anyway. The first thing he noticed was the way her hair was a vibrant shade of red, it was almost unreal. Of course, who knew if the shade was even her own. This land was so different from the places he had been, he was sure anything was possible.
He didn’t even see her face until she turned to look up at him as he approached her from behind at the end of the dock where his ship was hidden. Her blue eyes were dark, her face pale and her mouth pulled down in a frown.
“Now someone as pretty as you should not look so sad,” he couldn’t help but say, flashing her one of his trademark smirks. He watched as her brow furrowed, before rolling her eyes, returning her gaze to the ocean in front of them. “Cat got your tongue?”
She didn’t turn to look at him, just continued to stare off in the distance without any hint of a response. It wasn’t often that he didn’t get a response out of someone. Getting a rise out of people just happened to be his forte.
He ran a hand along the smooth curve of his hook idly as he continued to watch this mysterious young woman. When she didn’t turn to him, he decided to give up… for now anyways. He wasn’t one to just give up so easily, but he knew a lost cause when he saw one.
He glanced down at his hands—well, his hand and his hook. Ah, his hook. While it came in handy on occasion and gave him a neat little nickname, he couldn’t help but wish for that missing hand back. He turned, heading back to his boat, thinking about the day he had lost that hand. How the “crocodile” had taken it from him. But he would have his revenge; he would conquer the Dark One. Now that he was in this land known as Storybrooke, he was so much closer to finally defeating Rumplestiltskin.
As he reached the invisible stairway onto his hidden ship, he took one final glance at the mysterious redhead at the end of the dock. He couldn’t help but think that she had just turned away from staring at him. Maybe he was just imagining it.
But even as he plotted his revenge, Captain Hook couldn’t help but see red—and it wasn’t from anger.
He didn’t even see her face until she turned to look up at him as he approached her from behind at the end of the dock where his ship was hidden. Her blue eyes were dark, her face pale and her mouth pulled down in a frown.
“Now someone as pretty as you should not look so sad,” he couldn’t help but say, flashing her one of his trademark smirks. He watched as her brow furrowed, before rolling her eyes, returning her gaze to the ocean in front of them. “Cat got your tongue?”
She didn’t turn to look at him, just continued to stare off in the distance without any hint of a response. It wasn’t often that he didn’t get a response out of someone. Getting a rise out of people just happened to be his forte.
He ran a hand along the smooth curve of his hook idly as he continued to watch this mysterious young woman. When she didn’t turn to him, he decided to give up… for now anyways. He wasn’t one to just give up so easily, but he knew a lost cause when he saw one.
He glanced down at his hands—well, his hand and his hook. Ah, his hook. While it came in handy on occasion and gave him a neat little nickname, he couldn’t help but wish for that missing hand back. He turned, heading back to his boat, thinking about the day he had lost that hand. How the “crocodile” had taken it from him. But he would have his revenge; he would conquer the Dark One. Now that he was in this land known as Storybrooke, he was so much closer to finally defeating Rumplestiltskin.
As he reached the invisible stairway onto his hidden ship, he took one final glance at the mysterious redhead at the end of the dock. He couldn’t help but think that she had just turned away from staring at him. Maybe he was just imagining it.
But even as he plotted his revenge, Captain Hook couldn’t help but see red—and it wasn’t from anger.
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Literally just wrote this, not sure if I like it. Let me know what you think, cause I really want this story to be great! This is a bit different for me, I guess. But at least I've got a short little intro chapter!~Sally
[Chapter title credit: Seven Devils - Florence + The Machine]