Robbie Kay/Peter Pan Imagines

Peter Pan Imagine part 1

"HOOK!" You screamed, pounding on the wooden door violently. "LET ME OUT!"

You were currently trapped in the bottom of the Jolly Roger, locked in by Hook himself. He had kidnapped you from Neverland, and now held you captive in his ship still in Neverland waters.

"Peter is going to find me Hook! Let me go!" You exclaimed angrily, kicking the door several times.

"I thought you would be smart enough to realize I'm not letting you out, lass. Anyway, you will return to your dear Peter soon enough." He sneered from the other side of the barrier, his eyes the only thing visible through a slit in the door.

"What do you mean? Why am I here then?" You ask, genuinely confused. They obviously weren't going to kill you, so why keep you here in the first place? As bait for Peter? You hope to God that wasn't the case.

"I can see the wheels turning in your head, but no, we aren't going to use you for ransom either (Y/N). We have installed a.... Surprise, so to speak. Although it may not be a good one for you at least!" He declared with a cackle, and promptly walked away.

"What?" You ask, but he already walked out of sight. "Hook! Tell me what's going on! HOOK!!" But sadly, it was to no avail. You hear his heavy footsteps leading away from you up the stairs.

What seemed like hours later, Hook and an unfamiliar man stepped into the room, Hook standing guard at the door to ensure you didn't escape. The other man had a leather pouch in his hand, glowing a faint blue color.

"What are you doing?" You ask, fear creeping up your spine as you got an uneasy feeling in your stomach. The strange man crept toward you, opening the pouch and reaching a hand inside. Terror enveloped you, petrified of what was going to happen.

"This will only hurt a lot." The man whispered, smiling maliciously. With that, the man blew the powder that had resided in the mysterious pouch into your face. It reeked of mildew and... vanilla?

Your vision started to cloud over, the room becoming blurry and blackness creeping around the edges of your sight.

Oh god, I'm gonna pass out. You thought. A heavy feeling rooted itself in your stomach, growing deeper and stronger as you started to weaken. You drop to the ground, your head resting on the wooden floor.
"Very well done, Dr. Frankenstein." Hook whispered, the only thing you could make out before the darkness overcame you.

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You open your eyes slightly, everything around you seemed dark and fuzzy. Words were muffled, like trying to listen through a door. You tried to speak, tried so hard just to figure out what exactly was going on. But only a groan made its way out of your mouth.

"So, what exactly is this going to do, Doctor?" Hook, you presume, asked.

"Well, if I made it correctly, it should turn her heart blacker than Regina's will ever be. Make her almost demon-like, if you please." The Doctor explained. Wait what? You were going to be turned into a demon? Was that even possible?

Before any other thoughts could come to mind a searing pain ripped its way through your chest, worse than anything you had ever felt in your life. Breaking arms? No worse than a scrape compared to this. It felt like your heart was trying to explode out of your body, trying to escape the blackness that would soon envelope it completely.

Your torso lifted off the table from the pain, an animalistic scream making its way from your lungs.
This went on for hours, what seemed like days even. Hopefully that wasn't the case, but the only thing you could think about was the pain. It was all you knew, all you felt you would ever know. Please make it stop, you pleaded silently, hoping for death if it meant release from this torture.

After what seemed like a millennia, the pain ebbed away within moments, leaving your entire body cold, yet not cold. A cold that wouldn't make you shiver, but others would if they touched you. It felt good.

"Doctor, I think she's waking up... She stopped shaking." Hook said, his voice crystal clear. Your eyes were still closed, but you could easily tell where Hook sat by his heart beat, the Doctor included above deck. You heard the Doctor thunder down the stairs, his breathing heavy.

All your senses seemed heightened, more alert, better. Then all at once, you opened your eyes, only to find your world entirely more defined and colorful.

"(Y/N), how do you feel?" The Doctor said, looking at you expectantly. You could see his arteries thumping in his neck, something you knew you shouldn't be seeing. Everything was perfectly clear, and you could almost sense the body heat pulsing off of your captors. Something definitely wasn't right.

Before you had even thought about it, you had Hook and the Doctor pinned up against the wall by their throats, one arm for each of them. Your muscles didn't even shake at the weight they were bearing. The violence you showed shocked both you and your captors, but it felt good to let out all your anger, all this hatred that had manifested inside of you.
The terror on the men's faces made you laugh maliciously, gripping their throats even tighter, blocking their airways.

"Alright, I'm going to ask you once, and you're going to answer me." You said, your voice sounding like you, but slightly different. More... Powerful. Both the men you held in your grasp nodded hurriedly, turning red and blue from the lack of air. You raised your chin, looking both of them in the eyes.
"What did you do to me?"

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Aaayyyyeee part two coming soon!