Captain Hook

Moira raised her head, groaning. Between her teeth is a rope, as tight as the two ropes that hold her wrists on the wooden chair." What the hell," Moira mumbles and lifts her head higher. Moira looked around the wooden cabin. The luxury clearly shows the captain's cabin. The wide bed looks recently slept on. Several maps and an empty bottle of rum adorn the table. Killian, she thinks angry. She hopelessly tries to escape from the ropes, but his creaking knots are tied too tight. "I wouldn't even try, love" suddenly resounds behind her. Killian had appeared as quiet as a cat behind her from the closed door. His bathroom? Grunting, she tries to spit out the rope. Killian smiles and removes the rope from between her lips. "Now I hope you don't take it too personally", he starts and places a drinking bottle between her lips. "But it's not about you. Only about your father." Moira takes a sip and stares Killian in the eye. "So that means we can have some fun," he teases and leans over. Relentlessly, Moira spits the liquid on his face. "Bloody hell", he curses and wipes the water out of his face.

Taking advantage of his distraction, Moira stamps him between the legs. Whining, Killian falls to his knees. Moira grunts when the chair lands on the wooden surface. She wriggles her wrist from between the ropes, cursing. "Didn't think so love," Killian protests, and grips her forearm tightly. Cursing, Moira tries to push him away, but he is too strong. "Come now love, we can also do this the soft way. But the hard one works just as pleasant for me", he teases. Moira glares at him. "Let me go!" "I thought you were tired of your life in the village," Killian mocks again. Moira angrily bites her lip. "That doesn't mean you can just kidnap me," she growls. Killian laughs. "Only until the dark one is overpowered. Then I'll let you go. You have my word." Moira lets out an exasperated sigh as he pushes her down in the chair again. "You will see, you will still like me" he laughs. "I wouldn't count on it", she whispers angrily. Killian laughs and rubs her cheek. "So much fire." Just like my Milah. Do you know why I wanted to kill your father? He is responsible for my hand. He cut it off. But not only that! He pulled the heart out of my love's chest and crushed it before my eyes. "Moira bites her lip thinking back to the evil queen ... her mother. That's what she wanted to do with Alexa. And what she did with Alexa, her mother ..." I'm sorry "Moira replied sincerely. Killian sniffs." I almost believe you mean it. " "I do, "Moira hisses. Killian smiles." Be careful, Moira. A fire can be stopped, and your father... he insists on putting out every fire ", he whispers and caresses Moira her jaw. "You are a pretty little duckling" he jokes.

Moira swallows and looks hopelessly round. She has to come up with something. Before they leave the harbor! She needs to find Alexa. And father. She needs to talk to her father. She bravely bites Killian's fingers. "Bloody hell, you're really spicy", he swears and pulls his hand back. Moira hastily jumps back, looking for something to defend her from the captain. "Come on Moira, I love to play games. But I have to disappoint you ... I usually win" he laughs. "I hate to lose," replies Moira with a smile, grabbing a silver jug ​​from the captain's table. The beer in the jug splashes through the cabin as she hastily hits the jug against his head. "Sorry" she whispers as the captain falls unconscious. She had to get away. But now, the deck is full of pirates. She opens the window with a frightened heart and stares at the billowing water. "Now or never, " she whispers, and closes her eyes as she lets herself fall through the window. The cold water hugs Moira and fills her nose. Moira takes a deep breath and smiles at the ship behind her. "I did it", she laughs. She quickly swims to the quay and climbs the rickety ladder. The dock is filled with pirates, but no one seems to recognize her. She runs to the village with her head held down. Her wet clothes stick annoyingly to her body and keep her from running. She thinks stupid pirates cursing and thinks of Killian again. But the captain felt different ... Warmer, special. There was even a moment when she quite enjoyed sailing with him ... Moira shakes her head and hurries her way to the inn. "Father?" she asks carefully. "Daddy? Are you here?" She looks nervously in the kitchen. The messy inn has been abandoned. He hadn't gone looking for her, had he? Panic appears in her heart as she runs up the stairs. "Daddy?" She rushes to the stable. "Daddy?" She looks around hesitantly. "Moira" sounds silent. "Daddy?" She walks carefully to the corner from which the sound came. There he lies on the ground ... Her father. "No! Daddy" she shouts and runs to her father. Blood adorns his abdomen. "Moira" he whispers. "Daddy, I'm so sorry" she whispers. Tears flowed from her eyes. "I'm sorry Moira, really. I'm sorry. I didn't have to." "Shhh," Moira whispers and puts his head on her lap. "I couldn't save you" her father whispers. "I love you so much" Moira replies softly. "Can you forgive me, Moira," he whispers. "Of course" Moira cries. "I will always forgive you." "I wanted to protect you from the war. I'm sorry" he whispered and took his last breath. Moira begs, crying. Had Killian done this? Why? "Why" she cried loudly. And suddenly Moira sees it. The village ... is covered with dead. Slaughtered. And on one of the dead is a poster. The wanted poster of snow-white. The evil queen ... She was responsible for this! Why? Why did she leave? Now her father is dead. And Alexa? Sobbing, she puts her father down and kisses his forehead. "I'm sorry Daddy" she whispers and walks into the village. All doors are kicked open. Every soul is killed and thrown on the street. "Alexa ?!" "Alexa?" she repeats and runs into the village. Looking for Alexa's body. "Alexa?" With a sigh, she looked at the gray sky. The gray sky is slowly fading. Dark purple clouds rushed in her direction. Thunder and lightning accompany the magical smoke. "No" whispers Moira and dodges.