The dark one as stepfather🍎

Captain Hook🍎

Moira raises her heavy head, growling and wailing. She has no recollection of what occurred the night before. Her eyes are scratchy and dry. She makes two blinks. Between her teeth, a rope crunches. What on earth is going on? She is strapped to a luxuriously upholstered burgundy red chair. Her wrists are fastened to his curly wooden fences. The chair is in a lavishly adorned wooden cottage. It contains a large double bed that has plainly been slept in, a desk, and a glass-covered wall cabinet. "Killian," she mutters. On the desk, there are various maps and an empty bottle of rum. She condemns the rotten pirate. She attempts to get away from the squeaking ropes. She cries and groans in vain as she attempts to push her wrists out of the wropes.

Her heart raced in her chest as Killian moves up behind her and places his hands on her shoulders, as softly as a mouse. "Don't even try to love." As he pulls the rope from her mouth, a cheeky smile appears on his lips. "Son of a bitch," she sneers. "I've been called worse," he quips, winking. Moira snarls. He crouches in front of her and stares her in the eyes. "Please don't take it personally, love, I have nothing against you." Just you and your father. That crocodile, you know... the dark one."Moira despises the smirk on his face. She found him appealing at first, but now... She now despises him.He winks as he slips a bottle of water between her lips. "My lady" He exaggerates his greeting. Moira maintains the water in her mouth. She anxiously awaits the proper moment. Killian pushes a hair away from her face."Don't be furious with me. It may take us some time to reach your father. But it doesn't mean you and I can't have a good time." That was the end of it! Moira spits the water in his face. "Bloody hell!" Moira stomps into his groin with both legs as he wipes the water off his face. Killian falls, groaning. The chair tips over as a result of the movement. Moira was able to wrench her hand free since the right railing had cracked. She quickly releases her second hand and hops up. However, the captain was faster. He grabs her as she sprints to the door.

He clutches her waist and shoves her up into his chest. She attempts to flee the powerful and muscular captain, but who is she kidding? She is no match for such a powerful man. "I didn't think so," he says. "You see, I was trying to be courteous. We might simply accomplish this in a gentle manner. But the hard method works just as well for me," Killian lustfully winks.Moira growls angrily. "Let me go," she curses. He scoffs, "I thought you wanted to come with me." "Not like this," she argues. "Remember, you took my hand," he grins. "That just means you can kidnap me?" "Relax" hushes Killian's. "It is only a moment until we have overpowered the dark one." "And I'm supposed to believe that?" "Believe in what you will. But I never lie. You have my word on it." Moira exhales a long breath. "You'll see, you're going to like me," he says with a smirk. "I wouldn't count on it," Moira says. Killian laughs. "You remind me strongly of someone." Milah, my lovely Milah. She was filled with the same zeal. Do you want to know why I seek vengeance on the dark one? He murdered her. In front of my eyes, he took her heart from her chest. And after that? He severed my hand." "I'm truly sorry about Milah," she says. Killian sniffs. He strokes her cheek. "Me, too," he says nearly inaudibly. "You're a pretty duckling," he jokes. "And you're an ugly swan" She insults him by taking the jug from his desk. She slaps the pitcher into his forehead coldly. Moira rushes off his ship as the captain falls.Hoping that no one in his crew notices her. 

"Daddy," she cries as she rushes to the inn. "Daddy?!" She walks in through the rear entrance of the inn. That's unusual... All of the trash and grime remained. "Daddy?" What happened to him? He's not looking for her, is he? Moira goes slowly to the stables. "Daddy?" "Moira" resonates faintly. Moira rushes to her father, who is lying a bit lower on the ground. His chest and belly are dripping with blood. "Daddy!" she screams. Her eyes well up with tears. "Oh, daddy, I'm so sorry. Moira, please forgive me," he gasps. "Of course," she says, sobbing. "I wanted to keep you safe from her. Moira depart before she returns," he says quietly. The full-figured guy dies before Moira can respond."Oh daddy," Moira sobs, her heart devastated. She sniffs in vain. Before she returns? What does this mean? Alexa! She stands up, startled. She bolts from the stable and comes to a halt."Oh my goodness." The village's ground is littered with corpses. Their hearts had been torn out. She'd murdered the whole village. She is looking for her missing daughter...She collapses on her legs, crying. As a heavy black-purple cloud approaches, she wipes the tears from her face. Thunder and lightning envelop the foreboding cloud.... The curse! Moira cowers in fear.