Zarina's daughter (the pirate fairy), Vixy finds herself alone on the isle after the death of her mother and she fights for survival, trying hard to fend for herself but unfortunatley the isle isn't an easy place to live, especially when Harry Hook...
I didn't say a word, looking down at my feet. My plan of trying to look braver than I felt failing miserably.
I took one look at his face and I froze. I'd almost forgotten how menacing those ice cold eyes were.
"I've been lookin' fer you for quite some time now." He stated, eyeing me up and down.
"I-I know." I muttered.
Harry raised an eyebrow, before walking a little closer to me, pinning me into the counter, as if to trap me.
"Two years... Gotta admit, I almost gave up looking. But then..." He brushed his lips against my ear and whispered.
"Then I thought long and hard about all the gruesome things I could do to you." He spoke threateningly into my ear.
I struggled to move away from him, accidently knocking stuff off of Dizzy's counter, reminding me that she was still there.
I didn't want this to end badly for her. People don't usually get away with lying to him, "W-well, looks like you finally caught me." I retorted, stalling. I didn't know why. It was over. After two long years of running, one slip up had ruined everything. "N-now what?"
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He used his hook to lift my chin, forcing me to meet his icy gaze, noticing how I'd tried to avoid it. "Mm..." He thought to himself for a second. "Well... I could end you, right here, right now-" I cut him off, knowing there was going to be an 'or' after that. Another suggestion I probably would rather not know.
"Then do it. What's stopping you now?" I spat. He smirked wickedly before he replied.
"I didn't hunt you down all this time just to stop the fun now." He chuckled, "Nah." He sighed, brushing the hair off my shoulder. "I'm gonna keep ye around a long time. Ye'll be my wee little firefly again, ey?"
"No." I whispered. Not only because I didn't want to, but also the fact that I had no more pixie dust, meaning I didn't glow like I used to.
Harry giggled. "Oh that's right!" He derided. "Mother's dead, so the poor little baby vixen has no more magic. Aye?" He was grinning ear to ear from my reaction.
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