Once Upon A Pirate's Quest 4/?
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katleeptWorking Title: Once Upon A Pirate's Quest
Author: Kat Lee and Captain Black Jack Andrew Lee
Fandoms: Once Upon A Time, Pirates of the Caribbean, Buffy the Vampire Slayer, Charmed, Smallville, and X-Men with more to come
Characters/Pairings: Captain Hook, Rumplestiltskin, Ruby/Red, Grumpy, Ariel, Captain Jack Sparrow, Will Turner, Faith, Cole Turner, Prue Halliwell, Clark Kent, Lex Luthor, Kurt Wagner, and Logan/Wolverine with more to come
Rating: R/M
Warning(s): Alternate Universe, character deaths, graphic sex and violence scenes, and non-con
Word Count: 1,125 for this chapter; 4,706 posted so far
Summary: When Captain Hook and friends are set on the run, he sends for an old friend from his past.
Disclaimer: All characters unless otherwise stated, poetry verses, and song lyrics used within belong to their rightful owners, not the author, and are used without permission. Brendan Richards belongs to Kat Lee and may not be used without the author's express permission.
Previous Chapters: Prologue, 1, 2, 3
Kurt had seen the blonde wig flow away in the ocean current revealing a dark haired woman! He had been surprised at her strength when she had knocked him away. It caused him to resurface to catch his breath.
Cole had seen the blow delivered to Kurt and was surprised at the power behind it. The woman was more than she appeared to be. He approaches the group with palms outward to show he has no weapons. As he nears, he sees Kurt also approaching. He pretends not to see him and focuses on the strangers instead, making the sign of friend by interlocking his index fingers twice to the duo. He hopes they will understand and there will be no need for violence.
"Yeah," Red growls, seeing Cole's gesture. "We weren't born yesterday, Demon." She quickly gives him a gesture from the modern world from whence she and her friends have come, a gesture that leaves Grumpy grinning.
"We've got a problem here, sister," he whispers out of the side of his mouth.
"Yeah, I know. He's a Demon, Grumpy," she says, her dark eyes locking with his, "but he's telling the truth! I can smell it on him."
"I know." Then, together, they agree, "But we don't dare trust him." Red looks up, growling and her eyes instinctively turning yellow, as she hears the long, hungry cry of another wolf.
By her side, Grumpy curses. He'd promised Snow he'd protect Red, and he will, but the night's events are quickly unfolding into considerably more than any one Dwarf, even himself, self-proclaimed King of the Pick Axe, can handle.
=^.^=
Will had given up trying to steer the Pearl a split second before the steering wheel and mast were hit. He dives further down onto the deck and sees the girl every one on their crew knows only as Faith laying still above the mysterious, one-eyed Luther. Keeping low to the deck, Will quickly make his way to Faith, but as he moves to touch her, he finds a knife at his throat. "Easy, Faith. It's only me."
Her eyes are wild, and for one sickening, dreadful moment, Will thinks she doesn't recognize him or even where she is. Then her bloody, cracked lips curve upward into a wicked smile, and Will feels a shiver run down his spine. He'll never understand why Jack keeps lunatics around, but suffering them is a small price to pay to stay around the Captain of his heart.
"Good," she speaks, ignoring the blood that drips from her mouth as she sheathes her knife. "You've gotta help me get Luther outta here." She stands on wobbly legs. He moves again to help her, but she shoves him away. "You take his left side; I've got his right."
Together, through the fireballs that continue to rattle the ship, they make their way to the railing. They are three feet from it when the creature in the sky howls. Faith glances, but Will looks longer. He sees the weapon that made the beast howl is a hammer that is now glowing red, and he sees the thing throw out his arm and start a whole new barrage of glowing balls of fire.
Then, suddenly, Will's feet are knocked out from under him. "TAKE CARE OF LUTHER OR I'LL GUT YOU WHEN THIS IS OVER WITH!" Faith screams as Will falls with Luther's unconscious body dropping with steady, heavy weight right on top of him.
Alone on the deck, the girl turns and runs for the last cannon she has left. It's smaller than all the rest, but it's going to have to do. She loads it without hesitation and begins firing even as ten more fireballs drop at once onto the Pearl.
=^.^=
Killian Jones had fallen deeper into the water than the others, and then, although he had not lost his consciousness and his lungs had burned for air, he had watched to see what was going to happen next. As he had half-hoped, Jack and his crew had quickly joined the battle in the water, but now as the swirling blood is thickening the water, making sight and movement all that more difficult, Killian sees the Demons attacking. He would curse, but that would put more water in his lungs. There's no time to waste on anything but saving the men who had tried valiantly to come to their rescue.
He kicks up through the current, sees a short man with strange knives holding his own against the horde of Demons, but then he sees Jack, his back left open to attack. Killian swims fast and swipes his hook straight through the Demon's gut just as its claws touch Jack's back. As the Demon sinks, Killian grabs Jack with his good arm and kicks harder, spiraling them both through the bloody water and to the surface.
=^.^=
Cole's keen hearing picks up the sounds of the battle above, and then he hears Brendan's howling! He can't be in two places at once, even though he's a Demon. Damnation, his home's under attack! He hopes those on board are able to defend the Pearl, but he fears the worst! The woman is not supposed to be here, but he knows she needs rescuing. So does the man floating next to her.
When she had flipped him a bird, he'd almost grinned. She hadn't the foggiest idea of the sign he had given her. Thinking that if she was savvy enough to flip a bird she might recognize a peace sign, he now gives her one. The next move is up to her.
Kurt watches as Cole gives the sign of peace. What would the woman do now? He finds her intriguing, the wolf side of her making her more attractive to him.
=^.^=
Clark sees all the chaos falling upon them. Everything that is bad that has happened has been caused by that thing in the sky, and more trouble is raining down upon them. Cannonballs and fireballs fly rapidly. The Pearl is falling apart around him, and his friends are being attacked by Demons in the ocean.
He searches frantically for something to fight the thing that is causing all of this, disappointed that the hammer only made him madder. Suddenly, an idea occurs to him. Gazing upon the incoming fireballs, he turns his heat vision upon them and then uses his super breath to return them to that gloating eye he can see in the sky, hoping they will knock him down. As the fireballs sling back at their conjurer, Clark then turns his heat vision upon the cannonballs Faith is firing and repeats the same trick, all the while hoping for the best and dreading the worst.
To Be Continued . . .
Author: Kat Lee and Captain Black Jack Andrew Lee
Fandoms: Once Upon A Time, Pirates of the Caribbean, Buffy the Vampire Slayer, Charmed, Smallville, and X-Men with more to come
Characters/Pairings: Captain Hook, Rumplestiltskin, Ruby/Red, Grumpy, Ariel, Captain Jack Sparrow, Will Turner, Faith, Cole Turner, Prue Halliwell, Clark Kent, Lex Luthor, Kurt Wagner, and Logan/Wolverine with more to come
Rating: R/M
Warning(s): Alternate Universe, character deaths, graphic sex and violence scenes, and non-con
Word Count: 1,125 for this chapter; 4,706 posted so far
Summary: When Captain Hook and friends are set on the run, he sends for an old friend from his past.
Disclaimer: All characters unless otherwise stated, poetry verses, and song lyrics used within belong to their rightful owners, not the author, and are used without permission. Brendan Richards belongs to Kat Lee and may not be used without the author's express permission.
Previous Chapters: Prologue, 1, 2, 3
Kurt had seen the blonde wig flow away in the ocean current revealing a dark haired woman! He had been surprised at her strength when she had knocked him away. It caused him to resurface to catch his breath.
Cole had seen the blow delivered to Kurt and was surprised at the power behind it. The woman was more than she appeared to be. He approaches the group with palms outward to show he has no weapons. As he nears, he sees Kurt also approaching. He pretends not to see him and focuses on the strangers instead, making the sign of friend by interlocking his index fingers twice to the duo. He hopes they will understand and there will be no need for violence.
"Yeah," Red growls, seeing Cole's gesture. "We weren't born yesterday, Demon." She quickly gives him a gesture from the modern world from whence she and her friends have come, a gesture that leaves Grumpy grinning.
"We've got a problem here, sister," he whispers out of the side of his mouth.
"Yeah, I know. He's a Demon, Grumpy," she says, her dark eyes locking with his, "but he's telling the truth! I can smell it on him."
"I know." Then, together, they agree, "But we don't dare trust him." Red looks up, growling and her eyes instinctively turning yellow, as she hears the long, hungry cry of another wolf.
By her side, Grumpy curses. He'd promised Snow he'd protect Red, and he will, but the night's events are quickly unfolding into considerably more than any one Dwarf, even himself, self-proclaimed King of the Pick Axe, can handle.
=^.^=
Will had given up trying to steer the Pearl a split second before the steering wheel and mast were hit. He dives further down onto the deck and sees the girl every one on their crew knows only as Faith laying still above the mysterious, one-eyed Luther. Keeping low to the deck, Will quickly make his way to Faith, but as he moves to touch her, he finds a knife at his throat. "Easy, Faith. It's only me."
Her eyes are wild, and for one sickening, dreadful moment, Will thinks she doesn't recognize him or even where she is. Then her bloody, cracked lips curve upward into a wicked smile, and Will feels a shiver run down his spine. He'll never understand why Jack keeps lunatics around, but suffering them is a small price to pay to stay around the Captain of his heart.
"Good," she speaks, ignoring the blood that drips from her mouth as she sheathes her knife. "You've gotta help me get Luther outta here." She stands on wobbly legs. He moves again to help her, but she shoves him away. "You take his left side; I've got his right."
Together, through the fireballs that continue to rattle the ship, they make their way to the railing. They are three feet from it when the creature in the sky howls. Faith glances, but Will looks longer. He sees the weapon that made the beast howl is a hammer that is now glowing red, and he sees the thing throw out his arm and start a whole new barrage of glowing balls of fire.
Then, suddenly, Will's feet are knocked out from under him. "TAKE CARE OF LUTHER OR I'LL GUT YOU WHEN THIS IS OVER WITH!" Faith screams as Will falls with Luther's unconscious body dropping with steady, heavy weight right on top of him.
Alone on the deck, the girl turns and runs for the last cannon she has left. It's smaller than all the rest, but it's going to have to do. She loads it without hesitation and begins firing even as ten more fireballs drop at once onto the Pearl.
=^.^=
Killian Jones had fallen deeper into the water than the others, and then, although he had not lost his consciousness and his lungs had burned for air, he had watched to see what was going to happen next. As he had half-hoped, Jack and his crew had quickly joined the battle in the water, but now as the swirling blood is thickening the water, making sight and movement all that more difficult, Killian sees the Demons attacking. He would curse, but that would put more water in his lungs. There's no time to waste on anything but saving the men who had tried valiantly to come to their rescue.
He kicks up through the current, sees a short man with strange knives holding his own against the horde of Demons, but then he sees Jack, his back left open to attack. Killian swims fast and swipes his hook straight through the Demon's gut just as its claws touch Jack's back. As the Demon sinks, Killian grabs Jack with his good arm and kicks harder, spiraling them both through the bloody water and to the surface.
=^.^=
Cole's keen hearing picks up the sounds of the battle above, and then he hears Brendan's howling! He can't be in two places at once, even though he's a Demon. Damnation, his home's under attack! He hopes those on board are able to defend the Pearl, but he fears the worst! The woman is not supposed to be here, but he knows she needs rescuing. So does the man floating next to her.
When she had flipped him a bird, he'd almost grinned. She hadn't the foggiest idea of the sign he had given her. Thinking that if she was savvy enough to flip a bird she might recognize a peace sign, he now gives her one. The next move is up to her.
Kurt watches as Cole gives the sign of peace. What would the woman do now? He finds her intriguing, the wolf side of her making her more attractive to him.
=^.^=
Clark sees all the chaos falling upon them. Everything that is bad that has happened has been caused by that thing in the sky, and more trouble is raining down upon them. Cannonballs and fireballs fly rapidly. The Pearl is falling apart around him, and his friends are being attacked by Demons in the ocean.
He searches frantically for something to fight the thing that is causing all of this, disappointed that the hammer only made him madder. Suddenly, an idea occurs to him. Gazing upon the incoming fireballs, he turns his heat vision upon them and then uses his super breath to return them to that gloating eye he can see in the sky, hoping they will knock him down. As the fireballs sling back at their conjurer, Clark then turns his heat vision upon the cannonballs Faith is firing and repeats the same trick, all the while hoping for the best and dreading the worst.
To Be Continued . . .
