(pic soon to come)

You stare down the blade of a tall, dark haired man, his black locks curled a bit, blowing behind him in the wind, his black ribbon keeping them back as best it can after the battle just fought. The man gazes down at you with a pure look of disinterest, a frown on his mouth, his head tilting a bit as he reaches his right arm up, the light glinting off of his silver hook. He scratches his stubble covered cheek as he looks away from you a moment, as if your life was nothing of interest...the sky was more important. He would look back to you after a moment, as if just realizing you were still there. The blade is sheathed, and your grabbed up by a group of pirates, the men prostrating you before the dark figure, your eyes locked onto his, unable to escape the cold of their ice blue depths. He steps forward.."you are nothing like the Pan......how disappointing, a child holds more sway on the excitement i get by dancing between life and death than you do...." he speaks with a practiced eloquence.....even though he steps closer, and brings his bladed hook to your stomach, you cannot look away from those cold eyes...and for a moment...right before the hook is plunged into you, and ripped upwards...you could swear....his eyes turned a bright shade of red....the last thing you see in your mind before it goes dark....are those cold eyes, shifting to glowing red.


What is hook up to now?

Without peter Pan, Hook has dropped into a deep depression. He is immortal, in Neverland he will live forever. However the prospect of a life devoid of his greatest foe, without at least someone to match him, has dimmed Hooks lust for much other than reminiscing in the past, or searching for a new arch nemesis. He would simply kill himself...but that would be the cowards way out...and hook does not view himself as a coward...plus, what would the world be like, without Captain James Hook......but...what is life in Neverland without Peter Pan, and his everlasting battle against...the Hook.