Chapter 2: A Family Affair
Rating: This chappie is a nice Pg, maybe language, I don't 
know.
Disclaimer: Blah Blah, i dont own anything but Anna.
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Chapter 2


	Two hours later, Anna was roughly mopping the deck, 
a scowl on her face as she swished the mop unmindingly back 
and forth across the wooden floors. Captain Hook sat in 
a chair on the bow of the ship above the rest, legs loosely 
open, his chin resting against his right fist on the chairs 
armrest, watching the girl angrily sweep her way across 
the ship. He knew that he could not trust birthing certificates, 
but could always sell her back. She only had now to prove 
herself to him. To show him that she was indeed who she 
claimed to be.
	Anna slammed the mop down on the floor, spinning 
angrily around and stomping her way down the steps and over 
to the bow of the ship, the crew looking up randomly to 
watch her in shock. She was going directly against the captain's 
orders to clean the ship til it sparkled, as he had put 
it. Making her way past the others, determination on her 
face she stopped just below where the captain sat, the third 
step her sanctuary from his reach.
	"I will not do this any longer!" she growled, 
"It is not my place to...to mop! And to clean! I should be at 
your side! I am your daughter and I demand that you allow 
me the courtesy of being at least that!" she frowned as 
his eyebrow went up in amusement. "I have scrounged and 
scratched my way through this world since I was six! My 
whore of a mother never gave a damn about me, so I had to 
be the only one that did and now that I have a chance to 
be someone, to be the person I was meant to be, I 
will not let you of all people drag me down." she 
paused and stepped the rest of the way up, now towering 
over Hook, something the rest of the crew never dared do, 
lest they wished to walk the plank. "If I must fight you 
to earn that, then I will do so. Show me any of your men, 
or yourself and I shall defeat you in swordplay and take 
my rightful place at your side, as your daughter, not 
as your slave!" by now her breathing had become harsh and 
ragged and her face determined and rough as she watched 
Hook stare up at her with no expression at all, save the 
same raised brow of amusement on his face.
	The stunned crew, fearful of this outburst, watched 
for what seemed hours, actually only moments of deafening 
silence, then in shock as Hook's eyes twinkled in merriment 
and his face broke out in a large grin, larger than they'd 
ever seen. He laughed loudly, his voice echoing across the 
ship and out into the sea as he stood suddenly and clapped 
a hand on the girl's shoulder. "Well done! Good form!" he 
shouted to her and pulled her in front of him, both hands 
grasping her shoulders and spinning her to face his crew, 
all watching anxiously.
	"From this day forth, anything that I or this young 
lady here says...goes. Anna is my daughter and as such, 
is part of the authority on this ship. If you don't agree 
with that, you can take it out with her. I'm fairly certain 
she'll be happy to acquaint you with her sword skills. I 
however, would not suggest trying this." he gave a hard 
glare over the crew, letting them know exactly what they 
thought. "As such, if you mess with her in any way, shape 
or form, you are messing with me as well...."he lowered 
his tone suddenly, "and I would not recommend trying to 
take your captain and his daughter on." he stood 
up straighter. "From this day forth, you will address her 
as Ma'am, Miss, or any other such form of respect. If any 
one of you disrespects her in any way, I will see to it 
that she personally gets to take revenge out on you." after 
a long pause he shouted out at the stunned crew. 
"Well!? Back to work you dogs!!"
	The men scattered, rushing back to their separate 
tasks, taking care not to incur their captain's wrath.
	Turning Anna around, Hook looked her over with a frown. 
"SMEE!" he yelled suddenly, making her jump, then look up 
at him disapprovingly as the stubby little man in blue and 
white strips came hobbling his way up the steps, his glasses 
nearly falling off his exceptionally large nose.
	"Y-yes Cap'n?" he asked, his high-pitched voice 
nearly a squeak.
	Hook turned to the girl who still had a serious 
somber expression on her face and grinned. "Take her below 
and get her fixed up. No daughter of mine is going to look 
like a..slave girl." he said, raising an eyebrow as Smee 
took her arm.
	Anna quickly yanked it away and glanced up at Hook 
for a moment before pushing roughly past Smee and stomping 
down the steps, making her way down into the private cabins. 
Smee soon followed, leaving the Captain to ponder the young 
girl's attitude towards him.

	Down in the private rooms of Captain Hook, Smee 
led Anna over to a large couch seat, lined with blue Velveteen.
	"Now you just sit there little Miss and I'll fix 
you right up." he said before turning away to grab some 
supplies. Anna's eyes went wide when he turned around armed 
with scissors and she sat up tall. He obviously had noticed 
her look, for he spoke. "Oh, don't you worry Miss, I won't 
harm you none. Just going to trim that long hair of yours. 
See?" he held out a beautiful brush with a sterling silver 
handle and gentle bristles. In his other hand was a comb 
made with a pearl lined rim and teeth. She studied them 
for a few moments before nodding back to him once and turning 
her head to look out of the large line of windows that ran 
along the edge of the room looking out into the large Island. 
She barely turned her head as she felt Smee gently running 
through her hair with the now wet comb and the brush directly 
after that, making sure it was all strait before he began 
trimming it only two inches or so higher.

	An hour, a bath, a haircut and a dressing later, 
she emerged from the lower cabins, grasping the hilt of 
the sword that sat on her hip, her fingers twined through 
the gold ribcage handle. Smee followed her out and smiled 
kindly at her, patting her arm before moving on to work 
on the deck. She stepped up on the last step, taking her 
place on deck, standing tall and proud. She watched as the 
crew turned to look at her, many of their faces taking on 
awe as she stood there, her chin strait and high, holding 
up dignity and pride in herself. Smee had taken the liberty 
of taming her slightly curly hair and pulling the top of 
it back with a small sea green ribbon, the rest of the black 
waves cascading over her shoulders and back. He'd dressed 
her in a large white dressing shirt that hung loosely on 
her arms, leaving plenty of room for the soft material to 
breathe. The light frills at the top hung loosely around 
her low neckline. A brown laced vest strapped tightly over 
her shoulders, chest and most of her waist, the lacing looping 
its way up from her navel to her neckline. Ending at her 
hips, the edge allowed the material of the long dressing 
shirt to become a tunic around her hips. A brown skin belt 
hooked around her hips, hanging low on her left side where 
the sword hung, and clung tightly to her right hip, where 
a small dagger with an eagle hand of bronze sat. The tunic 
bottom came past her thighs and covered her to mid thigh, 
far enough above her knees to allow her good movement, yet 
low enough to cover everything it needed to. Her legs were 
encased in black leggings, as she refused to call them tights. 
Ending off the outfit were deep brown boots that reached 
nearly to her knees, another dagger slipped inside the outer 
part of her right boot. Her dark eyes, now tinged with more 
green sparkled in the dimming light as she looked over the 
crew, then sneered at them, turning and making her way up 
the steps in heavy steps.
	Hook looked up from his position, standing at the 
end of the upper deck, looking over a map and glanced over 
her, nodding his approval as her head tilted slightly to 
the side.
	"Very good. Now you look the part, my dear.” he 
said, staring at her a moment more before turning his gaze 
back to the map in front of him. 
	Without thinking, Anna moved over and looked at 
the map, then up at the Island, before once more glancing 
back at the map. "What are all the x's for?" she asked, 
her tone soft, but still forceful.
	Hook paused a moment before answering, "They are 
the places that we've searched."
	His vague answer seemed to irritate Anna more. 
"Searched for what?"
	Hook slammed his golden hook down into the wooden 
board, making Anna jump the slightest before he turned his 
head to look at her. "For Pan, that's what. That accursed 
boy has been the bane of my existence for far too long and 
I plan to remove him from the face of this world for good." 
he said, an evil glint sparkling in his eyes.
	Anna's eyes narrowed. “Why has a child infuriated 
you so? What did he do that could be so bad?"
	Hook pushed Anna back hard, causing her to tumble 
and nearly lose her balance if not for the large wooden 
railing. Her eyes widened in shock and the tiniest bit of fear. 
His glare seemed to penetrate her very core as he placed 
his hook inches from her face. "You see this? That
...that...BOY did this! He has humiliated me beyond repair.  
Forgiveness with him is never an option as far as i'm concerned." 
he leaned in closer, lowering his voice dangerously. 
"Peter Pan has destroyed my reason for existing by being there 
at every turn to make me look the fool in front of my crew 
and I will not allow him to live any longer. He will pay 
for the...inconvenience he has caused me." he growled and 
backed away, spinning around and walking away quickly, calling 
for Smee.
	Once he was out of sight, Anna let a hand come up 
to her chest, her heartbeat fluttering under it as she sat 
down on the deck. 


	That night, the soft snores filled the cabin of 
the ship, the occasional soft coos of the gulls flying overhead 
the only other sound besides the sea. Anna crept quietly 
up the steps of the ship to the top and walked to the railing, 
staring out at the land silently, her dark eyes focusing 
before she turned, walking up to the bow of the ship and 
snatching the map from inside the drawer on the table Hook 
had been studying the map on earlier that day, her dark 
hair swirling around her face from the leather string wrapped 
ponytail she wore. Pulling out a piece of parchment and 
a quill, she dipped it smoothly into a small bottle of ink 
that sat inside the drawer, quickly scribbling on the paper 
before turning and dashing down the steps, shoving the map 
into her belt.  Minutes later, she was back on the deck, 
situating herself into the small row boat off the port side 
of the ship, lowering her self gently down into the calm 
waters below. Pulling out the oars, she glanced up at the 
ship once more, her face stony as she began rowing in the 
black waters of the night, moving silently and slowly towards 
the Island of Neverland.

	Hooks infuriated roar woke most of the crew the 
next morning. Smee came dashing to his side, his portly 
little stomach shaking as he tried to run. He stared up 
at the Captain, who held a dagger in his right hand and 
a piece of parchment in his left. Growling once more, he 
crumbled the paper in his hand and stomped back into his 
quarters, slamming the door and locking it. 
	Smee, confused by his captain's actions, bent down 
with some effort to pick up the crumbled paper. Opening 
it carefully and moving away from the door so that if Hook 
came out, he would not be the first gutted, Smee gasped 
as he read the letter.


	Father,
	
		By the time you receive this letter, I will 
be too far for you to stop me. I know I might face your 
wrath, but that is a chance I am willing to take. If the 
only think keeping you from being content with your life 
is this boy, then I will remove him from it for you. If 
this pleases you, I do hope that we may become
...closer. I have never had a father and I do not wish to 
lose my real father so soon. I am not afraid of you, so 
your fury will not worry me, but if it takes me ridding 
you of this...child to make you proud of me, then I shall 
do so. I will return within four days, rest assured, whether 
Peter Pan is found or not. But I do promise you this, if 
I do find Pan, he will no longer bother your life. By the 
morning, he will be dead.

		Your Daughter,

					~Anna~	


	Smee gaped at the letter and dropped it. Well, if 
anything, she was exactly like her father, dashing off to 
destroy the thing that bothered him most. She obviously 
craved the family she never had and was willing to risk 
everything to have that, even if it meant losing her life 
in the process...




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