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The Shattered Dream Of Innocence Chapter Fifteen

Brand spanking new summary!

Adults can’t be trusted, Emma Swan knows this first hand. They lie and they hurt, and act with an evil that leads to all kind of ruin. They shatter dreams and destroy innocence, and more than not trusting them, Emma has never wanted to grow up to be just like them. Never once tempted, never once dreaming, she’s about to find out that becoming an adult is not just inevitable, it’s a fate that just might be worth dying for.

This unavoidable state, this end to her childhood? It comes in the form of a storm dark pirate named Captain Hook. Through her encounters with the pirate, Emma’s about to learn it all, the joys and the sorrows of being an adult, the heartbreak and elation of letting go. There’s a choice to be made here, a future that might just be worth reaching for, if her friends and her family don’t tear her apart. If HE doesn’t tear apart, the demon known as Peter Pan willing to go to just about ANY length to keep her….

As of 2/15/2018 currently going over it, to correct a few typos, and do some overhaul and rewriting, to hopefully get Arc Two finally started! A Hook Emma pairing….some triggers may apply…M rating that will get a little more explicit over time….

And for those curious, the old summary:

Old Summary: There are consequences to growing up. Emma Swan knows this well. And yet she finds herself tempted, and all because of a meeting that had been inevitable. A meeting with a certain pirate captain, the infamous Hook. Emmas about to find the joys and the sorrows of growing up, as well as learn just how far Peter Pan will go to keep her. Hook Emma pairing. AU

Like the beauties of legend, Emma Swan was already an extraordinary amount of pretty for her age. Raoul could easily imagine her as a princess, but fortunately for him, Emma wasn't one, destined to not be locked away in a tower by some over protective parents. Less fortunate was what he had to actually contend with, Raoul conscious of Hook's threat, and the man's intent to carry it out. Hook was very much like a dragon guarding it's treasure, ready to snap jaws and bite off the head of any who dared trespass against what he had deemed his.

Of course Hook hadn't exactly claimed the girl for himself, had he? He had put her under his protection, but then had done little if anything to actually trigger the change in her. He probably never would, at least not on purpose, Hook trying to be noble around the girl. Trying to save her from the fate she would be delivered into should Emma grow up. That fate at Peter Pan's hands was enough to make even the gypsy hesitate over what he was contemplating doing, Rauol far from heartless though he was lonely. Starved for female companionship, and all that entailed.

It wasn't as though Rauol wanted Emma to grow up so he could watch her die. Nor was he thinking to risk her life to satisfy the most primal of his needs. But he was wanting her, was actively flirting even as he made plans for an ambition that was greater than just having Emma Swan in his bed.

Pleasant as that thought was, Rauol's ultimate goal was split into two things. Getting the pirates back to the Enchanted Realm, and taking the leadership of the Jolly Roger from Hook himself. Such was Hook's skill with the sword, that to become captain in his stead actually seemed the more difficult feat, though Rauol didn't have any better idea on how to actually leave Neverland than Captain Hook had. What he did have ideas on, was on how to improve life for the pirates, and that including correcting the wrongs Tiger Lily's people had dealt them. With his intent the total enslavement of thosr tribes, Rauol knew the pirates would so appreciate the things they would have access to, and that included the women there, that they would not only embrace him as their new leader, but gladly allow him sole use of Emma Swan.

Greedy for her and the future he saw within reach, a future where the Jolly Roger pirates were welcomed back to their home realm as men rich beyond the wildest dreams of kings, Raoul had no idea of the trouble that was about to head his way. Instead he was enjoying his own private celebration, though Rauol was careful to drink only enough to chase away the worst of his hangover. He wasn't the only one to be doing this, but neither was the mess hall crowded with pirates. Not when there was so much work to be done, the days that followed a successful hunt even busier than normal as many of the crew set to work carving up, and preserving the meats, and making use of the animal's hide and other parts.

With so much to be done, from manning the ship, to brewing their beer, to running repairs, the majority of the crew was split below deck and top, with only five present to run Smee ragged refilling their mugs. The oldest of the pirates, and a person who would have been deemed the least likely to have ever been made a swashbuckler, Smee existed not only on their captain's tolerance, but because of his cooking skills. Smee was a man who practically worked magic in the kitchen, and his loyalty to Hook spoke wonders of the man's character, as did his almost obsessive need to keep the ship clean and in tip top shape. The traits though admired, wouldn't save Smee from Rauol's sword, should the older man refuse to abandon his loyalty to the soon to be dead captain.

For now though, Smee was safe. Was actually blissfully unaware of Rauol's intentions. Unlike the pirate Damien, who knew of Raoul's ambitions, and actually supported his bid to become captain. The greasy haired blonde was ready for a change, and felt many of the crew were too, so many of the pirates sick of Neverland and longing for home. To Damien, Rauol was a far better bet of that than of Hook, everyone well aware that so long as the current captain's revenge continued to elude him, the pirates would NEVER get home.

Discontent, mutiny was a thought never far from many of the pirates' minds though few if any had what it took to stand firm against Captain Hook's prowess and skill in a fight, let alone the ability to hold onto the leadership on their own. Damien like so many others, knew that even if by some miracle he was to kill Hook, he'd stand little chance against the pirates that would come after him in challenge for the captain's cap. But Rauol was a different story, strong, capable, and almost as well liked as Hook had once been.

With all these odds in Rauol's favors, with home so close that the pirate Damien could taste it, the greasy haired blonde couldn't understand why the gypsy was now recklessly endangering himself. Yes, Damien grudgingly acknowledged that Emma was a pretty girl for her age, and yes they had all gone too long without female companionship. But if Rauol would wait just a little longer, he'd have his pick of not only the entire tribe of Indian females, but would be able to have his pick of women once back in the Enchanted Realm.

Instead here Rauol was, disregarding all that, letting his desires split their focus, and Damien thought him a fool! A God's honest fool, and he told him as much in between angry swigs of the sour drink that passed as the pirate's whiskey.

Rauol for his part, took the insult in good stride, not bothering to stifle his laugh as his mug stilled a few inches from his face. Damien couldn't help but grumble in response, thinking Rauol acted with the confidence of a man who had already won. A trait he might have once admired, but at the moment that cocky swagger only grated on Damien's nerves.

"You worry too much, my friend." Reclined on his chair, it tilted back, Raoul's feet propped up on the table despite Smee's earlier protests. The gypsy looked completely relaxed, a content smile curving his lips as he looked directly into Damien's glowering face.

"And you aren't worrying enough." Damien hissed in a loud whisper. He was conscious of Smee, of how the man was scrubbing down a table on the far side of the room. "What are you thinking?!" He continued in that loud whispering tone. "Being so foolish as to...."

"It is not foolish to go after what one wants." Rauol interrupted, his smile curving further. Giving the gypsy the appearance of a cat who had already caught and eaten a canary.

"It is when it will upset everything!" Damien snapped. "You know what Hook will do. If he finds out..."

"IF he finds out, I am prepared."

"Are you really?" asked Damien, the doubt evident in his voice. He wasn't appeased by Rauol's nod, Damien's mouth frowning. "You're not just risking yourself. You're risking all of us. And for what?! A girl who will last a night, maybe two in your bed before that demon comes for her?!"

"My interest in that girl goes beyond a mere night or two." Rauol retorted, but some of that happy, relaxed air about him had gone. Replaced by a tension in his face, his brown eyes dark with whatever worry he might have where Emma was concerned.

"You think to what? Cut a deal with Pan?" Damien scoffed. "What could you possibly have to give him?" Raoul gave a slight shrug of his shoulders, which nearly caused Damien to explode with his anger. "You don't even have a plan for that eventuality! You let your desire for that girl not only blind you, you are letting it jeopardize everything else!"

"Not quite." Rauol muttered, just before he took a swig of his drink. "Are you forgetting desire is power here in Neverland?"

Damien stiffened. "I have not!" His mouth twisted in a grimace, as though he had tasted something foul. "Do you mean to pit your desires against Hook's own? Now? When you know no one craves anything more than he for his revenge?! A desire that has lent him strength for three hundred years, and allowed him to be absolutely ruthless in it's pursuit?!"

"His desire isn't as strong as you think." Rauol countered calmly. "He lets what happens to the lost ones trouble him." Rauol snorted. "He deludes himself into thinking he'll be able to walk away when all is said and done. As if he can live with abandoning them and others like them to Pan." Derision colored the gypsy's face. "He lets conflicting desires weaken him..."

"I could say the same about you!" exclaimed Damien just a little too loud. It had drawn Smee's attention, the older man looking over at the two pirates with a frown on his face. Damien felt real panic that Smee might have heard and understood what was being said, the pirate reaching for the dagger on his hip.

"Think before you use that." Rauol cautioned. "Hook will notice if Smee disappears."

Damien's hand paused, his expression a tortured one. He felt like the walls were closing in, as if everything he had been planning for was not only close to falling apart, they had already started. Resentment colored his eyes, Damien glaring at Rauol, hating him in this moment, and hating the child that had set all this trouble into motion.

"He'll notice more what you are trying to do with that child!"

"The girl hasn't said a word to him about me." Rauol spoke again with that now infuriating confidence.

"Not yet, you mean." Damien retorted. "Rauol please, abandon this madness. Before you cause us all to lose everything."

"No." A simply but firm answer, Rauol back to drinking from his mug. Damien's hand tensed, waiting to reach for the dagger, wanting to plunge it into Rauol, again and again. Maybe he would have done it too, consequences be damned. Maybe if Damien could think of any other pirate among the captain's crew that was strong enough and fit enough to not only lead, but defeat Hook in a fight, he really would have. But options as always were severely limited here in Neverland, and the pirates needed a leader. One who was strong and liked, and most importantly one who could keep control of them to stop the pirates from killing themselves in a fight for supremacy. Hook might not be as liked as he once had been, but he was still able to rule over his crew, and keep them under his control.

For that, Damien gave the current captain a grudging respect. Because Damien had learned through his dealings with Rauol, how hard it was to control ONE pirate, never mind how difficult it must be to control a whole group of them.

"Rauol, Rauol..." sighed Damien in a chiding manner. "What are you doing....why do you trouble me so?"

"What is life without a little trouble?" Rauol asked with a grin. The words came back to bite him in the ass, the door to the mess hall slamming open. Rauol didn't even have time to get his feet off the table, his tilting chair crashing to the floor, as the gypsy was knocked flat on his ass by the right hand of Captain Hook.

"You were saying?!" Damien muttered softly under his breath. He was a mix of feelings, an odd satisfaction to see the too confidant gypsy struck, yet also full of fear because the time of reckoning had surely arrived.

"Captain!" Came the surprised sounding voice of Smee, his cleaning forgotten as he turned to watch the drama about to unfold. He wasn't the only one, the three other pirates that had been loafing about at a nearby table, also turned, one actually standing though he made no move to help Hook OR Rauol.

The gypsy for his part, looked completely shocked. To the point he had forgotten to let go of his now empty mug, the remains of his drink soaked into his shirt as Raoul lay the on his back on the floor.

"On your feet!" Hook ordered, and Rauol just blinked at him. Damien who had stood just as Rauol fell, noticed what Hook had not, the girl Emma inching her way into the room. He suppressed a groan at the sight of her, knowing what this signified. She had to have told Hook about Rauol's flirtations, and now a reckoning was about to unfold.

Damien had time to think that they, that Rauol in particular, wasn't at all ready for this fight. And neither did the other pirates in the room, no one so much as laying odds in Rauol's favor, given how angry Hook was.

"Get up!" Hook snarled. "Get up, or the next time I strike you, it will be with my hook and not my fist."

That spurred Rauol into action, the gypsy scrambling to his feet. But he didn't look as panicked as Damien felt, but neither did he have the cocky swagger he had exhibited earlier.

"Captain, what is this about?!" That from Smee, the older pirate not often one for violence, especially in the part of the ship he considered part of his domain. That domain wasn't only the kitchen, but the dining area attached to it, Smee mostly likely worried about any blood he would have to clean up.

"Smee, you've been part of this crew long enough to know when a rule has been broken."

"Oh. Oh my." Smee said, looking not at the pirate who had answered his question, but towards the girl that was quietly watching the drama unfolding in the room.

"And what rule is that?" Rauol asked, trying to feign an innocence that didn't succeed due to the annoyance in his eyes.

"Don't play stupid Rauol. I was clear in my orders that the girl was to be left alone." Hook's angry energy seemed to grow stronger, the man hardly able to keep from launching himself towards the gypsy. "And what would happen if anyone tried to...trigger the change in her."

"It's very noble of you to be so concerned." But Rauol was sneering as he said it. "But she can't remain a child forever."

"That is not something you can decide!"

"Neither can you!" Rauol snapped, and pointed at Hook. "You know what you've put into motion in keeping her here. And all the rules and threats won't do a damn thing in stopping it!" Damien glanced at Hook's face, saw how the man's skin actually lost some of his color. He looked shaken enough by Rauol's words, that Damien almost gave himself permission to hope the odds were in the gypsy's favor.

"Just because it can't be stopped, doesn't mean we should encourage it to happen any faster!" Was Hook's argument.

"And why shouldn't we? Why shouldn't I?"

"It's wrong!" snapped Hook.

"Wrong in whose eyes?! Yours?" Rauol scoffed, placing his hands on his hips in such a way that he would be able to draw the sword resting there. "We are pirates in case you have forgotten. Lawless and without morals. We do what we want, take what we want, and there's never been a reason to hesitate before you developed a conscience!"

"Rauol!" Snarled Smee, looking like he wanted to fling his dirty dishrag at the gypsy's head.

"You hold us back. Stop us from doing what is in our nature. You waste time when you should be finding a way for us to go home, and if that can't be accomplished, you could at least see about making us as comfortable as possible in this land."

"We've survived haven't we?!" Hook demanded. But the look on his face showed he had realized there was more going on here than just Rauol's interest in young Emma Swan.

"It's not enough!" Rauol shouted. "It is NEVER enough, and if you can't see that, then..." Quick as a wolf, Rauol had drawn his sword, the metal scraping loudly in warning. Rauol didn't bother to finished his statement, didn't wait for a reply from Hook. Instead he was lunging forward, sword slashing in a diagonal arc meant to tear open Hook from shoulder to hip.

"Captain!" Smee gasped, and the other pirates shouted, while Damien held his breath. Even Emma Swan seemed to gasp, her hands flying to her mouth to stifle the worst of her shrieks.

A loud clang, and sparks followed, the captain's hook catching the blade. Both men glared, cursed and then pulled apart, Rauol turning with his body, to swing harder with his weapon. Hook was already drawing his sword, bringing it forward to meet and parry Rauol's attack. What hope Damien felt, now expired, the man thinking there was no way now for the gypsy to win against Hook and his sword.

#once upon a time #ouat #fanfic #captain swan #emma swan #Killian Jones #captain hook #TheShatteredDreamOfInnocence #neverland AU #peter pan #killian jones x emma swan

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