Neverland

We can sail away tonight on a sea of pure moonlight

The sound of the crash was like a dream.

Jennie felt the drop in her stomach as the truck was thrown into the air, then there was nothing but silence. For a moment she thought she might be deaf, or maybe already dead, with the way the world moved in slow motion around her. Broken glass floated through the air like fairy dust and Jennie felt Lisa's hand still in hers as the ground became the sky.

It wasn't until the unbearable squeal and crunch of metal on metal hit her ears that Jennie realized she was still very much alive. The truck hit the ground, bottom up, and they slid a few yards with dirt and rocks spraying them, Jennie's hand squeezing Lisa's hard, in case she might lose her in the chaos.

When they finally came to a stop, the world was still again for a moment. She heard the pop and hiss of the engine, the sounds of the tires spinning, shattered glass still falling around them. Taking a deep breath, Jennie noticed there was only a small twinge of pain in her leg. She looked over at Mama who looked just as shocked, but miraculously unscathed, and then over to Jisoo who had some blood on her face but not much else. She looked back to see Lisa desperately groping for her seatbelt.

Then she heard footsteps.

Jennie saw old leather pirate boots walking in front of the truck and she reached for her seatbelt just as Lisa released her own. She fell down to the ceiling awkwardly on her shoulder, groaning in pain for a moment.

"Jen, are you okay?" Lisa asked, as she tried to right herself.

Jennie opened her mouth to answer just as a big, dirty hand reached in and grabbed Lisa around the neck. A hook worked its way into her jacket and pulled her out of the truck, as she let out a scream.

"Lisa!" Jennie tried to reach for her but their hands barely met before she was pulled away.

Jennie saw Lisa's sword half inside, half out of the car, the leather strap that had been holding it against her back broken. Working on instinct, Jennie grabbed for the sword and crawled out of the truck. As she got out, she saw Hook still with his arm around Lisa's neck and a wicked smile on his face, his hooked hand poised at her throat.

Lisa's heels dug into the ground as she tried to buck him, but he held strong. The sword was heavier than Jennie expected and she wished she had brought her shotgun instead. She held it in both of her hands and clenched her jaw.

"Let her go, Hook," Jennie growled through gritted teeth.

Hook's smirk grew and she swore his eyes blazed red. "Why would I do that?"

Jennie slowly walked closer to him, sword up in front of her. "Because I'm the one with the sword."

"And I'm the one with the hook," Hook said. She watched as the metal point indented the skin of Lisa's throat, and felt rage fill her chest. He twisted his head so that his mouth was close to Lisa's cheek as he hissed. "Now, little girl, tell me where she is."

"Where who is?" Jennie frowned.

"This thing you call the Shadow," Hook hissed as his eyes flickered back to Jennie. "I hear her calling for me but I can't-"

He snapped his teeth together, eyes twisting shut like he had a sudden pain in his head. Jennie lunged forward towards him with the sword and Lisa elbowed him in the rib. Hook bent over in pain, but the hook just dug more into Lisa's neck. Jennie swore she saw blood prickling along Lisa's skin and felt the rage overtake her.

She sloppily thrust forward with the sword, and Hook dodged it just in time.

"The Shadow is dead," Jennie said, hacking at Hook. This time, Hook pulled his hook away from Lisa's neck and snagged the blade of the sword, wrenching it away from Jennie and throwing it to the ground.