Tourment

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Killian paced the deck, he had been scouring the land for a way to get to Never Land, Pan had kidnapped his second in command, she was a 18 year old girl with unruly Raven black tresses and piercing green eyes that drilled into your soul. Lily had become his most trusted ally, best friend if those words were ever applied to a pirate.

She had disappeared from her chambers last night, a note was left on her bed from the kidnapper.

It read:
Dear Hook,
I've taken quite the interest in your little crew member here. Quite the feisty little thing isn't she, she'll be so much fun to break. Hope you don't ever expect her back once I'm done with her I'll kill her, your precious Tiger Lily.
- Peter Pan

After reading the note Killian had thrown the shot glass of whiskey at a wall is anger, remorse, sadness, loss, and many other emotion he didn't even realize he would be able to feel after Mila. His whole world had crashed down in that instance and his only goal became getting her back from the clutches of the monster known as Pan.

Killian looked down at the note once again. The use of Tiger Lily pissed him off, the only one allowed to call her that was himself.

He clenched his fists and continued pacing the deck with more vigor than before. Beautiful as a lily, and fierce as a tiger, his beautiful companion, he loved her.

Their story had bee a convoluted mess, he had originally kidnapped her from a small seaside village. After many months of capture she began to enjoy the life and show her true colors. The girl had filled a hole in his life that had been present since Mila's death.

Hook was voyaging to visit the only known holder of the last magic beans. So many have tried to rob him but he's apparently of the determined sort. Hook was quite confident in his skills.
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The time stretched out for an eternity of shoulder cramps and rope burns. Hours had passed since Pan left and boredom was stewing in. I took the fort half hour to try to escape my rope cage but I only succeeded in creating large  painful red marks where the rope cut into my skin. He wasn't kidding about the rope being enchanted, believe me I have mastered the art of behind the back knot untying.

Currently I was attempting to get some sleep while I had the chance but the position of my limbs made it impossible. I groaned in annoyance as I noticed that it was almost dark out. How long was this psycho planning on leaving me here. He was going to get an earful when he finally decided that I was important enough to care about.

While I was inventing new insults to throw at him when I noticed movement in peripheral vision. The demon had returned.

"You mind untieing me now? I've been here for hours and I think you've dislocated both my shoulders by now," I snarked.

"But love, I so enjoy the way you look bound. So helpless and fearful." Scoffing at his words I mutter a you wish just quiet enough for him to not hear.

" Right and you're Prince Charming." Spite dripped heavily from the words.

This merely seemed to piss him off further, bad idea. Advancing upon me he grabbed the rope around my abdomen lifting so that his lips were right next to my ear. "Make a comment like that again and I'll show you the true meaning of fear." The ominous voice echoed throughout my soul, reverberating through my thoughts.
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I wanted to give a special thank you to @kicker9598 and @MyNamesBlurry_Face for the comments on my first two parts, also to those of you that voted on my story, and to all those who take the time to read my story! Cupcakes you're amazing! 100+ reads!!!

What did you think of Killian's pov, was that good or bad, I thought this would be a good way to move the plot along. Please comment your ideas and thoughts. I'd love to hear what you think of lily so far. Bye for now my lovelies!

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