Oh Captain my Captain [OPEN]

Kilian laid in his cot in the Captain’s quarters, he still wasn’t accustomed to this strange land so he usually slept in his ship or just came here to gather his thoughts. At this point Killian had gave up on sleeping, he realized sleep would not come easy and he was never able to force himself to sleep. He didn’t know why but Milah had been haunting his thoughts the last couple of days. Years had passed since he lost his love, many years in fact yet still he thought about her and his hatred for the dark one.... Rumpelstiltskin... his crocodile. He wanted nothing more than revenge on the Dark One for taking away the woman he loved... the first person he had let into his heart in a very long time.

A sigh escaped his lips as he stood up, he missed sailing the seas, and he missed having Milah by his side on every adventure. Killian was cooped up in this town plotting his revenge on The Dark one but he was still unsure how he would go about doing so. Hook raised himself from his bed and headed over to the table on the opposite side of his room, his hand reached for the best thing on the table a bottle of rum. A hook for a hand came in handy when there was a cork that needed to be removed from a pesky bottle; the pirate stuck it into the cork and pulled up. smiling at his handy work hook took a swig of the drink… the sweet burring to his throat took the thoughts of his lost love from his mind another swig, and another.

The amount of rum that passed through his lips would cause an ordinary man to be slurring his words but to a Pirate it was almost nothing more than water. He smirked as he brought his bottle out on the deck, he used to have a crew many men to man his ship but now it was just him. He was Captain of an empty ship, Captain of an empty heart... well not entirely empty, a heart with only hatred and revenge.