Red Jack

The Dutchman needs a living heart, or they’ll be no captain. And if there’s no captain, there’s no one to have the key. So the captain has the key? Where is the key? Hidden. Where is the chest? Hidden.

“One such as you should never be anything less than what you are.”

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               “I believe you were expecting me.”  Henry spoke softly to the man who had asked of him.  Standing in the darkened corner of the tavern in the middle of nowhere. 

Jack hated London passionately. The endless noise, the stink of piss in the overcrowded streets. But since his captain’s business detained him here, he might as well tried to make the best of it. “Over here.” He grabbed the man’s sleeve, stirring him into the deserted hallway that led to the alley. Here, they would be undisturbed by patrons and staff alike.

Belle: [When she sees Hook staring into the Snow Queen’s fake mirror] Hey, stop! Do not look in that thing. It will make you see the worst in yourself. Killian: It must be broken. I’ve been staring at it all day, and I think I’m even more devilishly handsome and charming than usual.

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