Never Letting Go || CS

Chapter Two: A Pirate's Life

As Killian stepped out into the top deck, he was greeted by a warm, salty breeze. Days like these reminded him of why he loved the sea so much. They'd not seen a single port in 2 months, but that didn't bother him, as he knew that they would be coming to a small port soon where they could stock up on the necessary supplies that had been running low recently. Killian saw that as soon as they heard the familiar clunk of boots on deck, the crew jumped up and hastily continued doing the jobs that they were supposed to. "I do hope you are all getting on with today's jobs, gentlemen. 'Tis bad form to be slacking now, isn't it?" Hook said with a sneer. This was replied by various mutters of "eye captain" or "yes sir". 

"Then why haven't the tasks been completed yet!" he yelled at the crew. They all knew how fierce the wrath of Captain Hook could be when he was in one of his moods. These moods often came about because he'd been thinking a lot about Milah on that particular day, or had a nightmare which relived those dreaded moments as he watched the life drain out of the once vibrant blue eyes that he so dearly loved. Today was different. Today was the day, 350 years ago (give or take a few), that Killian's beloved brother Liam had died due to the sly king's mission that they had been sent on. Killian blamed himself for his brother's death. If only he hadn't tried so hard to prove his point to Liam, then maybe he would still be alive today. This haunted Killian every day of his life, but especially today. Some of the newer crew hadn't known this and so they thought it alright to slack off a little, but those who had been there since Hook's days in the navy, knew better than to get on the wrong side of him on this day. They were the ones who knew how much Liam's death had affected their captain. They were there the day that something snapped inside of Killian. The day he decided that royalty and laws were wrong, and that he should defy them 'till the day he died.

"I told you slacking wouldn't be a good idea, especially today!" One of the crew, Selwyn, muttered to a younger member. "And why wouldn't that be a good idea, Selwyn? Go on, enlighten some of the newer crew on why today is a bad day." You could almost hear the challenge behind those words as the captain dared the sailor with his silent provocation. "U-Uh because it's bad form to rest on the job, sir" Selwyn answered with care, knowing that the captain was looking for an excuse to vent his grief by punishing one or all of the men aboard his ship. With a small nod, the captain replied; "good answer. Now get on with it!" The last part was aimed at the whole crew, and was spoken louder. Killian's boots connected with the dark wood that made up the top deck of the ship as he walked towards the wheel to assume his place in order to steer the ship.

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a/n I know this chapter is a little short but I just needed to introduce Hook and show how he acts around his crew and how he treats them.