After getting out of the hold the group had walked into another room with nothing but a locked door ahead of them, and a grate in the ceiling. Willow and Faith had both cast Flare spells on the door, and glared when the door still stood.
Buffy had said they should use Donald as a battering-ram to knock it down, and made the duck mad enough to hop up and down on one leg as he shook his fist.
Tara being the most level-headed of the group, besides Goofy, who hardly said a word, or even got angry for that matter -had pointed to the grate. Willow, Buffy, and Faith had blushed in embarrassment wondering why they hadn't thought of it first, and quickly agreed.
Peter Pan flew up, opened the grate, and waited as the others climbed through. They soon found out the only other exit led into a room fifteen feet away, and hopped down, landing inside the ship's kitchen.
With no enemies in the room everyone let their guard down, and studied the kitchen more carefully, hoping to find another way out besides the door on the far wall. Who knew what would be waiting for them on the other side. And they wanted to keep their escape unknown for a while longer. Hopefully they would find Tara and Faith's twins before getting into any fights.
"Hey, how come you can fly?" Donald glanced at Peter Pan, as he tapped on the left wall.
"Anyone can fly." Peter grinned, and hovered in the air, "You wanna try?" he asked and whistled, calling Tinker Bell to him. The small fairy landed in his hands with her arms crossed, and head held up. "Aw, haven't you cooled off yet, Tink?"
"You know, you really don't have to do that. We've got a spell that lets us float." Buffy spoke eyeing the still ticked off fairy, and thinking she most likely wasn't in a helping mood.
"This will be much better than just floating." Peter flew into the air, "Just a little bit of pixie dust. There, now you can fly."
Donald jumped up flapping his arms, and fell face first on to the floor. Tinker Bell laughed, as an angry look crossed the duck's face and he began tapping each finger on the floor. Stupid, annoying, little fairy. he thought standing.
Captain Hook is pacing around in his cabin with the dark twins standing near his desk watching him as he passed by. Buffy's twin rolled her eyes, as Willow sighed; the captain wasn't taking the news well, and besides, they didn't like him anyway.
"So, you're telling me Wendy's not one of the chosen ones, right?" Hook asked pacing around the room for what seemed like the hundredth time for the twins.
"Maleficent says she is not one of them." Buffy's twin once again sighed as she told Hook for the tenth time Windy was not a girl they were looking for.
"Look," Willow's twin spoke ready to leave, and get away from the overbearing captain as soon as possible, "hoist anchor, and leave all the dead weight behind, including her."
"What?" Hook shouted turning to face the girls, "After the trouble we went through of capturing her? And what is Maleficent planning, anyway?"
"Who knows?" Willow's twin shrugged, "We'll find out soon enough."
"Who cares?" Buffy's twin growled, "As long as it means getting Tara and Faith's hearts back, I couldn't care less."
Willow's twin nodded, "You're right, I don't care what she's planning, I just want their hearts back. Whatever else Maleficent does, well, that's her own business, not ours."
"Hmph!" Hook crossed his arms, "You're just wasting your time! The Heartless have devoured those girls' hearts. I'll stake me other hand they're lost forever." The captain soon found himself staring down the sharp blades of two swords.
"Never say that again!" Buffy's twin clenched her teeth, pressing the sword tip painfully against Hook's throat.
"You'll lose more than your other hand if you dare say another word against finding their hearts, understand?" Willow's twin asked calmly drawing blood as she slowly inched her blade across the captain's throat. "We will find what we want, no matter what stands in our way, and no matter what the cost."
"Uh, Captain..." Mr. Smee said through the pipes as the twins lowered their blades.
"What is it?" Hook glared at the girls as he rubbed his neck.
"The prisoners have escaped. What's more, Peter Pan is with them."
"Blast that Peter Pan!" Hook clenched his fist and shook his hook in the air, "All right, then! Bring the hostage to me cabin, Smee! Hop to it!"
Back with the group Tara was casting healing spells on Willow, Buffy, and Faith, who had defended the other's while they tried to open another door.
Three flying soldiers, and six shadows had appeared behind them, and attacked the group in the cramped hallway. Not really having that much room to move around meant the one's fighting took just as many hits as the enemies.
Willow's shoulder had been wounded by a flying soldier before she twisted, bringing her blade down and killing it. Then a shadow had latched on to her leg, digging its claws into her thigh, and using its sharp teeth to bite into her forearm as she tried to get it off. Willow had grabbed the shadow, and threw it against the wall, and cast a Flare spell to kill it, and caught another shadow in the spell.
Faith had been fighting off two shadows, and didn't notice the soldier behind her until it had -in one quick motion- used its sharp claws to scratch her face from behind. Turning, Faith had grabbed its' leg and used it as a club to pound on the two shadows, killing them after a couple of blows.
Buffy had screamed when one shadow bit into her leg, and the other sunk its' claws into her other leg. Taking her blade, Buffy brought it down, and split both shadows in half, before turning to cast a Thundaga spell on the soldier.
After the enemies had disappeared and all was quite; the door opened allowing the group to pass through and into another room. Now, Tara was healing the three grumbling girls, as the others looked around the room. There was nothing but a desk and chair at the back of the room, and a bed on the left wall. Peter Pan glanced up when he heard Tinker Bell speak to him. "What is it?"
Tinker bell said something else, and pointed to the grate in the ceiling. "Peter? Peter Pan?" A female voice asked through the grate.
"Wendy!" Peter flew up to the grate happy that the girl seemed to be unhurt.
"Please, hurry!" Wendy glanced over her shoulder, "The pirates are coming!" she said in a low voice when she heard footsteps.
"What! Okay, I'll be right up there!" Peter flew toward the only other door, and waited, "Just hold on!"
"Be careful, there are a lot of monsters on this ship, and I also heard Hook, and Mr. Smee talking about two more unconscious girls aboard the ship."
"What?" Buffy looked up, "Did you hear their names?"
"Yes, it was Tara and Faith."
The girls glanced at each other, "They're on this ship?" Faith asked confused.
"Why would they be here?" Willow wondered aloud.
"I know," Tara said quietly, "you're twins were thinking we'd tell them how to get their heart's back."
"And they brought them here to keep them close." Buffy frowned, "But don't they know, their lover's are in more danger here than if they were with Maleficent."
"What do you mean?"
Buffy glanced at Faith, "If they're here on this ship, Hook could do anything he wanted while mine and Will's twins weren't around."
"And if Maleficent told him to get rid of them, he most likely would." Willow said, knowing where Buffy was going with her thoughts, "And just what would that do to our twins?"
"Shit! They'd go crazy, no telling what they would try and do." Faith shook her head.
"We've got to find them, and quick." Tara turned toward Donald and Goofy, "What do you think?"
"Let's go!" Donald ran toward the door with the others behind him.
No one knew what they would be running in to, but the one thing they did know was, they had to find the sleeping twins, and help get Wendy away from the pirates.