Undeniable~ A Harry Hook Fanfic

Ch. 3 "one wrong move and ye'll be hooked."

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For two days now I've followed this strange, yet entertaining girl. I've seen her help people and I've seen her fight people. It's strange to see someone helping those they don't know. But for the people challenging her, that's nothing new.

This place is rough, and only the strong survive easily around here. Every challenge she got, she's easily beat.
Soon even some of the toughest meanest people turn their head when she walks by.

I know my boss is probably worried about my lack of return, but she wouldn't be happy if I didn't collect as much information as I could about this strange new girl. She has to be from Auradon, but I couldn't imagine someone from there being this tough. This girl has clearly seen combat before, and there's nothing like that there. Is there? I have always imagined Auradon being posh.

I watch her go into an abandoned building, presumably to sleep. Seeing as that's what she did last night. I settle down in a dark corner of the alley I'm in that's across from it and keep my eyes on the building in case she leaves instead.

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I wake up to the slight light of the morning and stretch, popping my back. Sleeping sitting up in alleys clearly getting to me. I go back to watching the door, waiting for her to exit. Maybe today I'll decide to test her myself.

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A couple of hours later she finally steps out, glancing both directions before deciding where to go. She sets off and I wait a few minutes before stepping into the crowd to follow behind her. My head down, like I'm looking at the ground, but my gaze never leaving her. She wonders around aimlessly. She pauses to look at places from time to time, maybe to see if she recognizes something. Then she'll shake her head ever so slightly and continue on.

After a couple of hours I begin to wonder if today will be uneventful, until a group of guys walk in front of her and stop her in her tracks.

I tilt my head with a smirk when I see they're from my crew. I wonder how well she'll handle 'em?

I know they're much more suited for fighting then the others she has faced. And there's four of them. Each one equipped with a sword and a few sporting a dagger as well.

This shall be interesting. I back into a alley way, making sure to stay out of sight as I watch.

She places her hands on her hips with a sigh," seriously? What do you guys want?"

One steps forward and grins while running his hand through his greasy hair," heard there was a new gal in town. Boss would love to meet ya."

She shrugs," I'm good. Thanks though."

He narrows his eyes as his grin widens," 'sthat so? Hard way it is den."

Him and the other three pull out their swords and circle around her.

She glances at every single one of them, studying their positions and stances.

She tilts her head from side to side," I need a work out anyway."

The first one charges her slashing with his sword but she side steps and puts her hand on the back of the blade. Seemingly effortlessly she pushes it down hitting its tip into the ground and ducks as one comes from her side swinging his toward her head. She then spins around him grabbing his dagger as she does.
She grins and holds it in front of her, the blade aligned with her arm.

She steps back from them and signals them to bring it with her hand. She uses the dagger to block blows while she dodges the other swings.

She's toyin' with 'em. I think to my self with a grin. She's not even fazed by them or their swords.

She manages to knock a sword out of one of their hands and catches it with her unused hand. He immediately draws his dagger. Flashes of silver and clangs of steel. Blow for blow blocked easily by her. She's moving around dodging and blocking, gracefully as if it's a dance and well rehearsed.

A truly beautiful show of talent as she bests the men before her. A look of pure excitement on her face the entire time. Soon the men are on down the ground, her standing over them with the sword pointing towards them.

I walk from the alley and place a finger to my lips as I near them. The men looking at me but keep quiet as I made clear.

Amber

I proudly look down the guys who got in my way pointing one of their swords at them. My head held high. I sense someone coming up behind me, the feeling of the person who's been watching me getting closer.

I wait to see what happens. Not giving away that I know they're there. I feel someone grip my book bag as an arm wraps around and presses something pointy and sharp to my throat.

"So you finally decided to stop watching me," I state calmly,"welcome to our party."

He giggles manically and my eyes widen at how familiar it sounds," so the lass knew all along eh? But what will ye do now? One wrong move and ye'll be hooked. Ye made quite of a spectacle of defeating me friends though."

The voice sporting a thick Scottish accent that I know all to well.

My mind erupts into confusion as to how he's here, how I'm literally being held by someone I've fangirled over for so long.

I glance down at the guys on the ground,"well why didn't you boys say your boss was Uma? I would've came along willingly. Wouldn't have had to embarrass y'all."

I lean slightly to the side to look over my shoulder at my captor, my face inches from his.
His blue eyes studying mine, his brows furrowed as he tries to assess the situation.

"Hiya Harry~!" I chirp out and then lick his cheek, causing his eyes to go wide in shock.

I use his confusion to slip out of his grasp. I put the point of the sword on the ground and lean sassily on it.

His eyes narrowed, head tilted and his mouth partly open in confusion.

I smile sweetly at the pirate, "take a picture honey, it'll last longer~"