Remember the Captain

The wood creaked under the weight of the swaggering captain, his eyes looking wild and the grin on his face growing as the boy squirmed in his binds. The boy flinched as the captain brought out his hooked hand, entwining the metal with the rope he was bound in.

"Peter Pan," the man drawled. The boy blinked. "Peter, don't you know who you are?" He drawled, a sickeningly sweet demeanor taking form over his face. "Oh you poor thing. Just as lost as the rest of the little boys were."  The captain brandished a knife. "Perhaps this will help you remember, old friend." He sank his blade into the boy's shoulder, a scream of agony erupting from his throat. "Do you remember old Captain Hook now boy?!" The pirate twisted the blade and tears ran down the boy's face.

"Please I don't know- "the captain slapped him, withdrawing his blade swiftly. He let the boy cry as he wiped the blade clean.

"Oh you will know Peter. All in due time."