𝕶𝖊𝖊𝖕𝖎𝖓𝖌 𝖄𝖔𝖚𝖗 𝕻𝖗𝖔𝖒𝖎𝖘𝖊

The Pirate from Neverland

Fifteen years later…

The sea was unusually quiet that morning.

A single ship sailed through the mist, its black sails moving slowly with the wind.

At the front of the ship stood a young pirate.

Dark, slightly messy hair.

A red bandana tied around his head.

A black coat resting over his shoulders.

A sword hanging at his waist.

His eyes were fixed on the horizon.

Behind him, a small parrot landed on the railing.

Skully: “You’ve been staring at the same place for an hour.”

Jack didn't look back.

Jack: “Have I?”

Skully: “Yes.”

Jack finally glanced at him.

Jack: “Then stop watching me.”

Skully tilted his head.

Skully: “You’re nervous.”

Jack gave him a faint smile.

Jack: “I'm not.”

Skully: “You always say that when you are.”

Jack sighed and looked back toward the distant land.

A kingdom was slowly appearing through the morning fog.

Tall towers.

White walls.

Golden rooftops.

Jack: “How long?”

Skully: “Less than an hour.”

Jack's expression became serious.

He tightened his grip around the edge of the railing.

They had received word that several people from Neverland had been captured.

People with magical abilities.

People who had disappeared without a trace.

And Jack had only one reason for coming.

Jack: “We're bringing them home.”

The ship finally reached the coast.

Jack stepped onto the shore, followed by a few members of his crew.

He looked around.

Everything was different from Neverland.

Quieter.

More organized.

And far too peaceful for a place where people were being held captive.

Jack pulled his hood slightly forward.

Jack: “Stay close.”

Skully flew above them.

Skully: “I’ll look around.”

Jack nodded.

They had barely taken a few steps when—

CLANG!

Several royal guards surrounded them.

Swords pointed directly at Jack.

Guard: “Don't move!”

Jack stopped.

His crew immediately reached for their weapons.

Jack raised one hand.

Jack: “Put them down.”

Crewmate: “Captain—”

Jack: “I said put them down.”

Slowly, everyone lowered their weapons.

The guards didn't.

One of them stepped forward.

Guard: “State your name and your purpose.”

Jack looked at him calmly.

Jack: “Jack.”

The guard's expression changed.

Guard: “Jack…?”

Another guard whispered something into his ear.

The first guard immediately tightened his grip on his sword.

Guard: “A pirate from Neverland.”

Jack said nothing.

The guard pointed his sword toward him.

Guard: “You're under arrest.”

Jack raised an eyebrow.

Jack: “For what?”

Guard: “Trespassing. Threatening the kingdom. And possible involvement in the disappearance of several magical citizens.”

Jack's expression darkened.

Jack: “You have it wrong.”

Guard: “Do I?”

Jack took one step forward.

Jack: “I'm here because those people were taken.”

The guards exchanged glances.

Guard: “And we're supposed to believe a pirate?”

Jack looked toward the kingdom.

For a moment, he said nothing.

Then—

Jack: “Believe whatever you want.”

His hand rested lightly on the hilt of his sword.

Jack: “I'm getting my people back.”

The guards raised their weapons.

Jack's eyes sharpened.

And somewhere beyond those walls…

Someone was waiting to be rescued.

To be continued…