Hook

Prologue

I climb on a floating piece of driftwood from my decaying ship, dripping wet. Pan thought he defeated me. It could have been over. I could have won. I cursed myself for being so naive to Peter's plans. Assuming he was dead. I should've killed him myself.

I've tried to warn them about who Pan REALLY is. They never listen. Where do they think the older boys go? To a different part of the island? Ha, if they only knew.

Making them walk the plank would have saved them from a fate worse than death. But of course, Peter convinced them that he was saving them. He'll come back for them, and punish them for leaving, Just like he did with the others.

I remember the first time he came on this island. So confident, yet there was an evil nature to him. Immediately he started challenging my leadership, and all the others followed.

His name wasn't Peter Pan at first, he STOLE that later. No, we named him Gibface. He was not the leader of the lost boys yet either, I was. My name was Parrot, it seemed fitting to my loud voice and colorful choice of clothes, a phase I never quite outgrew.

I shall never forgive Peter for what he did, and he'll never apologize. So it is my life's work to make his life true hell. First by taking his crew, as he did with mine. How I wish I had done something more on that fateful day, the day where me, and everything I loved, died.

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