Captain Hook and the Runaway Boy

Chapter One

There is silence in the air. The only sounds that could be heard are the cars' tires rolling on the roads and a buzz or two from the insects that found their way inside. Jack sat on the steps waiting patiently for someone to come through his door. He stares hard at it, hoping that if he has enough faith, someone will come through. Someone he once knew. 

"Jack," A voice from down the hallway called out softly, "He is not coming back."

"You don't know that mom!" Jack said back to his mother.

She let out a loud but soft sigh of sadness. Ever since Jack had turned seven, his father couldn't handle the responsibilities of a father or a husband. He walked out the door and never came home. Jack waited every single day in hopes that his father would return and embrace him, but that day never came. 

Jack sat there, with a little tear coming down, fearing he will be left disappointed again. Nothing. Not even a sound of a nearby car stopping. Jack got up, looking down at the floor with his disappointed look. He walked upstairs and to his room. Jack's mother didn't know how to handle raising Jack alone. She tried finding someone but nobody seemed good enough at all for her or her son. Jack, being thirteen, is a difficult child to raise alone. 

The door closed behind him as he had his back on the bed. He looked at his walls. All posters, wallpapers and drawings of pirates and pirate-related stuff. Jack was always fascinated about pirates. The idea of being out in the open sea with the wind in your hair, the salty breeze of the ocean howling in your face and hair and the sense of adventure with a free-spirited heart always had Jack dreaming of becoming a legendary pirate. He loved to read about pirates, including myths and legends of the ocean that involve mysteries and legends such as the Bermuda Triangle, Flying Dutchman, Mermaids, Sirens, Serpents and the infamous Kraken. Jack also imagined how it would be to hold treasure in his bare hands.

However, despite his obsession and love for pirates, his mother disagreed with this obsession, as she believes in the bad side of pirates. The types who pillage, plunder and do all sorts of bad and horrible things out in the ocean. Jack didn't care. He didn't believe that a pirate had to do those things in order to claim the title of pirate. All he needed was the spirit of having the adventures out in the ocean. 

"Jack," Jack's mom called, "Dinner's ready." 

Jack felt disturbed because he was busy drawing himself as a pirate. He planned of writing a story where he is an adventurous pirate. He named himself Black-Eyed Jack. 

"Coming." Jack responded with a reluctant attitude. 

Jack took his pictures and placed them inside his pocket. He began walking downstairs. He sat at an available chair and ate nearly the same meal he always has. At up as the two sat awkwardly silenced at the table. It took a while before one of them could say something. 

"Jack," His mother spoke, "I've been thinking. Maybe it would be best if we go live in the country where your aunt and uncle are, we could finally start over with a whole new life."

Jack's eyes opened. Not because they are excited, but rather shocked. 

"What?" Jack said, "We can't leave home! What if dad comes back?" 

Jack's mom sighed again. 

"He's not coming home."She tried to explain, "He left and he's not coming back. Why can't you just get over the fact that he didn't want to be a family and just accept that it's just and only us!?" 

"Because I can't!" Jack replied, "I refuse to accept that! I miss him a lot and want HIM home, not some other guy!" 

Then Jack's mother sighed again.

"Anyway, that was not why we are moving." She explained, "We are being evicted. Without your father's rent and without me after I lost my job, we can't live here anymore. Thankfully your Aunt Martha and Uncle Calvin have agreed to let us stay with them."

"But I don't WANT to live with them! They are not nice people!" Jack cried.

"I know they're not but what choice do we have?" She said.

"I can try and get the money to save our house!" Jack suggested. 

"Stop!" Jack's mother ordered, "We are moving and that is final. He is NOT coming back because he doesn't love us! He couldn't take the pressure of having a family and chose to leave us than be with us! He is not a good man and he is not a good role model. I can't raise you alone so until are back on our feets, we will be living with my brother for a while!" 

Jack stormed out of the dining room and into his bedroom. He didn't want to live with his uncle and aunt. They are cruel, they blamed him for everything he was innocent about and he just never catches a break around them. However, living with them would ruin his life. His life at school is already terrible as he has no friends and his grades are bad. Jack had bipolar disorder which makes him gain random emotions over time. He would feel depressed, happy, angry and anything. Jack wasn't going to take his uncle and aunt's cruelty. He couldn't. 

Then he walked to his window and looked into the stars.  He looked hard into the second star to the right and had that little it of faith of believing in magic. 

"I wish I could leave this terrible place and be free..." He wished in his mind. 

The star shined at him, leaving Jack smiling a little, believing his wish could come true but not getting his hopes up. His eyes slowly drifted to sleep. Blackness surrounded his sight and he was in a calm, deep sleep. 

Suddenly he awoke to something. They were knocking. His curtains covered the window but he feared that if he opened the curtains, he would see something he would regret. He swallowed the fear and opened the curtains. Nothing. It felt extremely hot in the room and since he has no fan or air conditioners, Jack had to open the windows. 

When he opened up, he heard a haunting whisper. 

"Neverland..." 

Then he looked behind him. Before he could scream after looking at the nightmarish thing, his voice was on mute. He couldn't scream and the figure that stood in front of him grabbed his arms. It was a shadow-like entity. Jack was being lifted in the air by this demon and he could only fear for the worse. He didn't know which was worse though, the fact that he felt he was going to be dropped from a high height or wherever this thing is taking him. He could only close his eyes and accept his fate. 

He then noticed he was being lifted even higher and higher, and getting closer to the star he wished on. The Second Star to the Right. Then there was a big blast as he and the shadow were being forcefully pulled into this thing like a black hole. 

When Jack opened his eyes, he was shocked to see what he saw with his very eyes. An island. A dark-looking island. For some reason, he had a strong feeling that he knew what this place was, but that feeling also told him that he needed to stay as far away as possible, for what is about to come is far more than what he had bargained for.