Snippet #1574054

Scarlett felt joyful in her heart, though she fought herself not to show it, because she was out doing something that the pirates had needed her for. Not wanted, needed. It was nice to be needed for more than scrubbing floors, making slops for the crew and fine delicacies for the Captain. Not that she mined doing any of this, but it was good to have a knife in hand.
It had been an accident, a pure accident, that had led them to their discovery of the creatures flaw. Scarlett wasn't allowed to leave the ship normally, but she had needed things to make the Captain's dinner, so Smee had allowed it. He had personally taken her, along with some other men. There wasn't so much a trust thing, but it gave them things to do and it made everyone feel better. That and they had seen strange things on the island. They wanted to leave the Lost Children to it, a way to rid themselves of them, but then what would be the fun? Hook wanted to take Peter himself, everyone knew. Besides, they needed to go ashore for supplies.
When the attack had come, they'd lost two men to it. Smee had told her to run, they were both meant to, but when Smee was under attack Scarlett couldn't leave him.
That was how it was all found out. Smee had gone back to tell the Captain and he had spoke to Peter. Scarlett wasn't there, Smee having put her back into the kitchen with strict instructions to stay there. She didn't even know what Peter Pan looked like.
So when the "codfish" cry came, and the skinny boy she'd never seen came floating above them, Scarlett's first reaction was to protect the Captain.
She pulled her knife from her belt, holding it out and stepping closer to the Captain. Smee moved carefully out from behind her. If it had been something dangerous, he would have used her, but Peter wasn't dangerous, except to the Captain.