Affairs of the Pirate King & the Queen of Hearts

[captainhook]

Character Tag: Cora
Lyrics: "Kings and Queens" by: 30 Seconds To Mars
Note: The lyrics are in Blackadder ITC font. So if you are a mac user like me and don't have the font installed on the get-go, sorry for the lyrics appearing in a HUUUUGE font. (I installed it just for Hook because he's a pirate. ~u~)

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The age of man is over.
A darkness comes at dawn.
These lessons that we've learned here.
Have only just begun...[/size]

The evening sea air gently caressed the Captain's face as he stood on the deck of the Jolly Roger. His heart with with the sea, but his gaze locked onto the beach where he'd spoken with Cora several hours ago. How could a bottle of sparkly dust get them into this place called Storybrooke? Though he really didn't question the Queen of Hearts, he was promised a Crocodile in the end of all this. Well, a Crocodile on a skewer.

Hook moved across the deck, his fingers running along the smooth railing of the ship. Going to this place meant leaving his true home, this ship, his faithful crew. He'd miss the sea. The feeling of the waves rocking the ship in choppy waters and the calm sound of the waves kissing the side of the ship as he slept. His heart ached even thinking of being away from the sea for more than a day. Away from his life...away from his beloved Milah.

He let out a heavy sigh as he glanced down at the hook that replaced his left hand. He would never forgive that damned Rumpelstiltskin. He'd have his head on a pike by the time this was all done.

"I'll make his skeleton the Jolly Roger's new figure head, and his head will be my trophy." He said in an extremely sour tone.

He'd never felt this much hellbent hatred towards anyone before in his life.

Now Rumpelstiltskin claimed that unlucky spot in the seafaring man's heart.

His anger swelled as he thought about the man. His right hand moved to his hip, drawing his blade. The moonlight shined on the blade as he turned towards a practice dummy kept on the deck to train new bloods that signed up for his crew.

He imagined the man's crocodile face upon the dummy. The fire in his belly raged as he took a fighting stance. The Captain took a sharp inhale before he readied himself. He rocked on his heels before he lunged towards the practice target. His arm struck out like an attacking viper as he assaulted the Rumple-Target.

"You'll pay for what you've done, demon," He said between strikes, "I will avenge Milah."

We were the Kings and Queens of promise.
We were the victims of ourselves.
Maybe the Children of a Lesser God.
Between Heaven and Hell.[/size]

[Cora Mills]

In a burst of purple smoke, the figure of Cora, the Queen of Hearts, appeared on the deck of the Jolly Roger. She strode over to the Captain, who was practicing with his blade. Cora never saw the use of physical weapons in a world where magic existed. Though, there were certainly those who lacked the skill to perform magic... or perhaps it was the will. Apparently Captain Hook was one who could not perform magic, which would usually make him a less than important ally. But, what Captain Hook did have was determination and resources. He was a useful ally for Cora, particularly because he desired vengeance against Rumpelstiltskin, who was Cora's second target in all of this. Regina, of course, was her first. She had to be punished for pushing her into a world like Wonderland. She couldn't possibly have thought that she would do something like that without punishment.

"Hello, Hook." Cora said as she reached the Captain. "You aren't going to avenge Milah without getting to Storybrooke, you know..." The Queen of Hearts looked out at the ocean. There were no oceans in Wonderland. It being so nonsensical a place, there was drinking water despite the lack of any major bodies of water. It was pleasant, seeing the world she was so familiar with instead of the ridiculous nonsense world that is Wonderland. The only real positive to the whole thing was that she got to be Queen there. It was a title she deserved the whole time. She deserved it much more than that ungrateful wretch she was forced to call a daughter did. Really, after all she did for her, Regina couldn't even thank her for getting her to such a high place in life.

[captainhook]

Hook slowed in his rhythmic exercises, not stopping completely as Cora first called out for him. He continued attacking the Rumple-dummy in simple movements, as not to hit Cora with a recoil if he were to pull his arm back too fast or move into a different stance and bump into her. Even though he doubted he could ever truly harm the magic using Queen.

"I'm well aware of that, Cora," Hook said in a rather unamused tone as he slowed himself to a stop.

He turned to face the woman as he sheathed his blade. "I just don't understand how a vial of sparkly dust is going to help us go after the Crocodile and your dear daughter." He had a slightly annoyed look on his face. He didn't understand how magic work, he tended to stay away from the stuff. Too many men had lost their lives practicing in the art, and he didn't need to lose another limb because he wanted to transport himself to another world.

"So what fate do you plan for your daughter Regina?" He questioned, though his body language making it known that he meant no harm with the question.

"The Crocodile is one thing, but your daughter is another. If she's anything like you, she could be just as powerful by now....however...." A smirk moved over his face, "Perhaps if I find something close to her heart I could...pirate it for you?"

And by pirate he meant kidnap or steal anything that would make Regina cave. It was his best talent as a pirate. Pillaging, kidnapping, cut-throating, the whole shebang.

[Cora Mills]

As he said 'sparkly dust', Cora summoned the clear vile of red, magical dust. It was all that remained of the wardrobe that had burned down when the curse was cast. That wardrobe was supposed to be their way to Storybrooke, but they couldn't exactly use a burned-down wardrobe. "It works very much like any portal... I just need to learn how to get it working."

Cora raised an eyebrow at his question. She hadn't exactly expected a question like that, but she would answer it anyway. "Well, I just want to do what I was trying to do before. I want to give her the life she needs. Regina has never been one for... obedience. She was far too connected to love." Cora frowned. Her daughter had no idea what the real power in this world was.

"Well, there is one thing." Cora said, turning to Hook. "I believe Regina has a son named Henry. When we get to Storybrooke... well, you know what to do." The queen smirked. Perhaps if she took away everything Regina loved she would see that love isn't real power. "Now, I suppose I should ask. What do you plan on doing to Rumpelstiltskin?"

[captainhook]

Hook watched as the vial appeared in Cora's hand. He still couldn't fathom how a vial of sparkly magical dust was going to get them to this land called Storybrooke. The ways magic worked escaped him, he'd never studied it, nor even considered using it. The only time he did was when he used a magical bean to take his crew to Neverland. Though he wouldn't recall upon that journey, not now at least.

His eyes flashed a bit when Cora spoke of her plans for Regina, as well as the mentioning of her grandson. Though by the sound of Cora's voice, it wasn't a grandson she'd planned for Regina to have, or at least that's what he assumed. He wouldn't question Regina's actual relationship with the boy. All he needed to know was a when and where, and his pirate instincts would do the rest. For that's what pirates did best besides pillaging and murdering...kidnapping.

"Consider it done, love," He said, face glowing with pirate charm. That was, until she brought up Rumpelstiltskin.

He felt his anger for the man bristling inside of him. His hand ran over the inside of his hook as he thought the question over.

"No, love, it's not what I plan to do, it's what I'm not planning to do," His voice was cold as he spoke, "I'm going to take away everything he holds dear, dangle it in front of him, and then run it through...well...that is...if anyone could ever love a beast."

Hook's planned fate for Rumple would be the exact fate the crocodile had given him, but worse, much worse. He was still working out the idea, but he knew the first things to go would be the devil's hands. Then he'd seek out anything the creature cared for and erase its existence from the world. And finally, after he'd done all that, he'd rip the beast's heart out himself, and his head would be Hook's trophy.