here is the chapter guys, now it comes to my attention that my fanfiction "Let the FIght Begin" is no longer on this site. i can't locate it and it kidna well..........disappeared. THIS UPSETS ME SOOOO MUCH i have NO idea where it went. so sorry fans, but i am not going to give up the rest of this story so i am just going to do a sequl. Even though i was upset since i had the most reviews outta this group at 229 some,now i start back down at 1.
but thanks for keeping it going, if anyone has any idea where my other fic went let me know. EVer sicne the beginning when i started this fanfiction, my computer crashed so many times so i have no other chapters saved so i can't repost it, but if anyone else has any of them saved i could try to piece them together. so here is the rest for now!
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Peter watched a smile slowly come onto Hook's face as he looked back down at Peter. Peter looked at him.
"Please, leave them alone, I'm begging you." he whispered to him.
Hook only laughed at his proposal and clutched his collar and yanked him off the bed, covering his mouth with his good hand. Hook dragged Peter to the door, out of the seeing range of the lost boys. Hook slowly opened the door to reveal a guard.
Hook pressed the hook to his lips, telling the solider to be quite and in understanding Peter watched the man nod.
Peter breathed heavily as Hook gave the man instructions. But he wasn't talking, he was just moving his lips and every now and then he could hear, in a small whisper, a vowel or even a word.
Peter panicked when he saw the guard rush out, knowing that the lost boys couldn't see or hear them, he had to do something.
Peter then elbowed Hook in the gut, releasing himself then threw his shoulder into the wall, knocking items off a self above them, including a large vase which crashed right on Hook's head.
"LOST BOYS, LOST BOYS RUN!!!!!!!!!!!" Peter shouted as loud as he could.
"Come on." Wendy said in panic as she turned around and began crawling the way they had came, the boys following her.
"Mother my knees and elbows hurt and I'm so tired! Can't we stop and run!?" Tootles whined.
"YES! Run, that'll be much faster mother!" Slightly agreed then stopped over the next air vent and kicked it open.
The kick cause Wendy to stop and turn around.
"Slightly, no! It's safer here-" Wendy began but stopped once she saw the last boy jump down through the vent.
Wendy crawled back over the vent and looked down watching the boys run in every direction, having no clue where they were going, for they knew not the design of the house. Wendy sighed, but kept crawling.
Peter ran to the long window seeing the balcony on the other side. Peter tried to open the sliding glass door, but it wouldn't budge. He looked around quickly then ran behind the bed and grabbed a folded chair and ran back into the wall, smashing the door with the chair. Glass shattered everywhere as Peter dropped the chair and ran out onto the balcony, and jumped over it to land on the ground, trying to get out of the house. But Hook ran and grabbed the back of his collar stopping him in air.
"Let go of me." Peter groaned trying to get himself free.
"So very close." Hook admitted then yanked him back up and over the balcony bars, facing his enemy.
"But not quite." he added with a smile as he grabbed Peter's bicep then ran to and out the door, forcing Peter to run as well.
Wendy reached the closet entrance and hopped out immediately into the room. She was exhausted and breathless but she rounded the bed and ran out the door, looking to the left then right. Suddenly Hook rounded the hallway, blocking her way to go down the stairs, Peter now clung to him thanks to the Hook around his neck.
"Wendy!" Peter shrieked.
"Wendy" Hook repeated, smirking evilly.
Wendy shrieked in fear but ran straight into the bathroom that they entered from." Hook ran at her but didn't reach it in time for Wendy slammed the door shut and locked it, her body racing with adrenaline.
Hook pounded his fist hardly on it in anger, then switched hands, wrapping his good arm around Peter's neck and then began plunging his hook into the wood, slowly ripping the door.
"Wendy!" Peter called out.
Once hook thought the door was weak enough he switched hands with Peter again, placing the hook around his neck then forcefully kicked down the door.
Wendy screamed in horror as Hook lunged at her, grabbing her wrist and yanked her towards him. Wendy slammed into Hook hardly next to Peter, Hook then slammed Wendy's head as hard as he could into Peter's, allowing them to drop to the ground.
Both groaned in pain, Wendy shrieking as both hit the ground. Peter rolled around slightly cradling his head and shutting his eyes tightly in the about of pain throbbing in his head.
"So nice of you to join Pan and I Wendy." hook greeted as she glared at him, Peter still paying attention to his head.
Wendy could swear to herself she saw a red gleam in the middle of his eye and she shivered with fear. She would have asked Peter but she saw Peter wasn't looking at him.
Hook then looked deep into her blue eyes.
"Where's the rest of your children?" he asked her.
"They're escaping, getting away from you!" Wendy screamed at him, proud of what she was saying.
Hook rolled his eyes as she looked at Peter, blood still seeping from his face.
"Peter, Peter, look at me." she cooed, forgetting Hook was there.
She got to her knees and placed her hands on either side of his head, his eyes, his beautiful eyes were hidden for he still had them squinted thank to the head butting and the cut, both colliding together to form an almost unbearable pain on his skull.
Wendy winced as she saw the torn skin on his forehead and sighed.
Hook groaned in disgust, then glanced behind him, hearing a large thud.
"OWWW!" a voice cried in rage and maybe pain.
Wendy whipped her head in the same direction, in alarm. Even Peter snapped his eyes open and sat up.
"Nibbs!" he said in fear.
"Nibbs?" Wendy repeated looking at Peter.
"NIBBS!" he screamed in even more fear then shot up and ran past Hook down the hall.
Hook would have stopped him but he wasn't expecting it.
"PAN!" Hook shouted in rage, grabbing Wendy and following him.
Peter rounded the corner revealing the stairs. He ran down three, the grabbed the railing and jumped over the side of it, landing on his feet in the living room.
He saw his 'men' running from Hook's men and Peter looked to his left and saw Nibbs on the ground, a pirate over him. Peter ran and tackled the man off him.
"PETER!" all the boys shouted in happiness.
Nibbs rolled to the side and cradled his shoulder, revealing a deep cut from the knife. Peter noticed the knife in the pirate's hand and pryed it from his hands. Peter then kicked him in the stomach, causing the man to loose balance and fall to the ground. Peter hovered over him, placing the blade uncomfortably under his throat, about the slit it.
"FREEZE PAN!" Hook called, stopping him from killing the man.
Peter's face fought with emotions of anger and control as he tightened in the girp. For he knew if he lost control he would get in trouble.
"I have the lost boys and Wendy, SO LET HIM GO!" Hook boomed walking down the stairs calmly, Wendy in his grip.
Peter bit his lip in rage and glared at the man but slowly released the knife and stood up.
He could hear the loose change in Hook's pocket approach behind him slowly. He then heard Hook shove Wendy into another person, her shriek filled the room as Peter closed his eyes, he knew Hook was mad and he knew they were ALL caught.
Hook grasped Peter's shoulder and spun him around to face him.
"Smart boy, are you all here!?" Hook demanded.
Peter swallowed and looked around before returning his gaze.
"Yes." he mumbled in anger.
"You're sure? Not lying to me are you?" he demanded yanking his face closer to his own.
"No." Peter said in annoyance, on the brink of loosing his temper.
"Good." he replied then looked around to the other.
"Hello children, has any of you seen Tinkerbell? Humm?" he asked softly looking at all their faces.
"No, she wouldn't come see us, she would go for Peter." Tootles answered.
All of them rolled their eyes, including Peter. Yes Hook had already known that but if he hadn't, Tootles would have just given him in right there.
Hook grinned at the sight before him, some of the boys looked scared, some angry, some held by their hair and necks, others by the chest and shoulders.
The sight please him as he shoved Peter to the ground then went and sat on a nice soft couch. The other men followed his lead and shoved the kids down and went to a place to rest, and they made sure all of them landed on Peter.
Peter groaned in pain at the added amount of weight on his stomach and even an elbow landing right in it. Wendy got up immediately and helped the boys off Peter, all of them saying they were sorry for landing on him. Peter grinned a weak thank you smile to Wendy, but didn't move, he was too exhausted, both mentally and physically, for he didn't trust his enemy while he slept.
Wendy took position of the mother role and sat next to his head, allowing him to lay his head on her lap as the other boys crowded around.
"We need to fix your head Peter." Wendy replied.
"Here." Slightly said happily, always wanting to help, as he ripped a sleeve off his shirt and handed the cloth to Wendy, who looked at him weirdly.
"Oh, don't worry, I hate this shirt anyway, so restraining." Slightly replied.
Wendy grinned but took it and put it over his cut, blood instantly soaking through it.
All the boys sighed but stayed close together, very close.
Peter breathed heavily as he looked up at Wendy's angelic face, trying to think of anything else but the pain his head was in.
Wendy looked back at him, smiling shyly. She then watched his eyelids fall, taking them a long time to bring them back up then go back down half way, fighting against sleep.
"Peter go to sleep. We'll stay awake for you." Wendy assured him.
"No." Peter answered stubbornly then turned his head over to Hook who was paying no attention to them.
"I do not trust him." Peter said bitterly.
Wendy glanced at Hook as well then looked back at Peter.
"Go to sleep Peter, we will make sure Hook won't bother you or us." Wendy replied.
"No, the lost boys fight pirates. Never have they fought Hook before and you haven't either. The only one who has fought Hook is me, and there is a reason for that." Peter mumbled.
"If things happen and becomes serious, we'll wake you up, ok? I promise. But right now, go to sleep." She whispered soothingly as she moved a piece of his hair from his face.
Peter's eyes slowly disappeared behind his eyelids, making wendy happy he listened to her. She switched her eyes to the clock but never stopped running fingers through his hair, she did not stop so she could let him know she was still there.
Wendy watched the clock move 25 minutes and at this point she was almost asleep herself. Hook then looked over at the children and instantly became disgusted and surprised to see them all……..calm, well HE could change that.
"Mr. Smee." Hook called, waking Wendy.
"Yes cap'n." Smee answered.
"Take Miss Darling and the other children to the small room please." Hook ordered.
Wendy's heart sank.
"We're not causing any trouble." Wendy pointed out.
"Oh believe me dear child, it isn't you it's him." he answered approaching them.
"I like to keep him on his toes." Hook added then slammed his good hand down on Peter's chest, Peter's eyes flew open as Hook grabbed the material of his shirt and yanked him up.
Peter flew limped back into Hook, he was too tired to stand up as he watched Wendy and the others get taken away and he felt like he could cry.
"Why are you doing this. If I have to stay here, at least let me stay with them." Peter whined.
"No, you made my life miserable, now I'm returning the favor." Hook explained then dragged him back up to his chambers once more.
Peter laid on the couch in the dark, for Hook had kicked him out of the bed considering he wanted to sleep in it. Peter stared out the window, looking at a specific star twinkle. Hooks snoring, though caused him to glance at the man a couple times. The darkness making him look even more evil, making a chill go down Peter's spine.
Only the moonlight gave a blue pale glow to certain parts of the room but other parts were left dark. He thought of making a run for it, of course but Hook was a light sleeper. He proved THAT many times in Neverland, instances where Peter would try to sneak up on a sleeping Hook and play a prank on him, but he always woke up. In one incident, he almost lost his right ear. Peter estimated is he even put his foot down, Hook's eyes would snap open and he would have that pointed Hook close to his throat before he himself could move another inch.
Clearly he was only guessing but he wasn't about to try it and find out. Peter just laid there, looking at the star, starting to remember all the things he missed in Neverland. Playing with the boys, going to the redskins festivals, talking, eating, breathing with the fairies, laughing. Laughing. He closed his eyes and exhaled slowly almost painfully.
He missed the sound of his laugh, he couldn't remember the last time he laughed. Especially sword fighting Hook, laughing at the old man and throwing insults left and right at him. That thought caused him to crack a small smile, but it was different now, and he wasn't sure if he could ever laugh at Hook in battle again.
His thoughts then drifted to Wendy and the boys, he wondered if they were ok. Many more thoughts lead him to his sleep, his eyelids falling slowly over his eyes.
Suddenly something bright shown in through the window, causing Peter to squint. Irritated Peter looked up over the arm rest to see what the bright light was. He then saw a small ball of light in front of the window.
"TINK!" Peter shouted sitting up.
Tink squealed then hid behind a tree. Peter turned his head to Hook who shot up. Peter held his breath as he watched the man eye him and then approach him.
"Why are you making SO MUCH NOISE!!!?" Hook bellowed, scaring Peter.
"Sorry." Peter choked out softly.
"You called out Tinkerbell's name, WHY!?" Hook shouted moving his hook closer to Peter's face.
"I had a bad dream." he stuttered in fear.
"Dream, really? OR ARE YOU LYING TO ME!?" He screamed, clearly grumpy from being awoken.
Peter shook in fear slightly.
"No…it was just a nightmare. I have them often." Peter said, clearly lying but Hook was too tired and angry to notice.
"Well SHUT UP!" Hook warned placing the hook closer to his face. Peter clutched his arm, just in case Hook decided to plug the thing into his face.
"DO YOU UNDERSTAND ME!?" he hissed meanly.
Peter's lip quivered but he shook his head yes. Hook then got out a pair of handcuff and hooked one to his right wrist and the other one to the couch leg.
"So you don't go out the window." he said smiling then, walked back to the bed and fell back asleep.
Peter breathed easily, thankful he didn't get caught. He then looked down at his restrain groaning softly as he tried to free his arm. He then looked out the window again, smiling once he saw Tinkerbell. He watched her point down at the lock, telling him to unlock the window.
Peter smiled boyishly, as if he was up to mischief, looked at Hook and gave her the signal to come here. Tink flew in and hugged his cheek tightly, kissing him as well.
"Tink, you have to get me outta here." Peter whispered to her.
Tink saluted him and flew into the key hole and before he knew it the handcuff unlocked and fell off his wrist.
She fell out, dusting herself off. Peter smiled as he stood up carefully and crept past the bed, keeping his eyes glued on Hook at all times. Peter reached out and grabbed the door knob, twisted it and pushed the door open, only far enough to let him go through. He slipped through the door and closed it silently then looked at Tinkerbell.
"Tink, I missed you so much!" Peter breathed quietly as he kissed her.
Tink turned pink and smiled at him. He smiled back then ran to where the boys and Wendy were held.
Peter peered around the corner seeing Smee asleep next to the door where he previously been captured. Peter inhaled deeply and sneaked past him and opened the door.
"Peter!" all of them said happily, jumping to their feet. Peter put his index finger to the front of his lips, telling them to be quiet. All of their eyes lit up once they saw Tink.
"TINKERBELL!" all of them shouted in pure joy.
Hook's eyes snapped open.
Peter opened the door and found Smee standing up, waiting for them. Peter elbowed him in the face.
"RUN! FOLLOW TINK!" he ordered.
Tink again saluted and flew out the room, the boys following.
"Peter." Wendy said in protest as she clutched his arm.
"I'm right behind you." he reassured her with a smile.
She smiled back and followed.
Peter reached up in the hall and grabbed a sword from it's mantel and followed the others, running down the stairs to the 2nd floor.
Peter kept alert, he knew Hook had to be awake. He saw the children run past Hook's room and started running to the last flight of stairs.
Suddenly a hook swung at him. To avoid the hook taking his head off, he flew backwards and landed back first on the ground, the point of the Hook digging into the wall.
Peter's eyes widened realizing that could have been his head. As Hook pried his hook from the wall, Peter jumped up and took a swing at him. Hook dogged it then swung at him with his hook again.
Peter jumped up in the air and put his legs out, allowing the rubber on his shoes to stick to the wall, holding him up. Hook glared at him as Peter grinned. He then did a black flip off the side, kicking Hook right in the face as he did so, landing on one knee.
Hook landed on the ground in pain as Peter jumped over his body and continued running. Peter ran down the stairs and through the living room, dogging as many pirates as he could. He got to the glass door and ran out into the backyard, raining pouring down, making the ground instantly slick and muddy. He didn't stop, he kept running, rain soaking his face, hair and cloths.
He could see Tink's light and the others following him, but he could hear feet behind him, so he spun around and blocked a blow made from a sword. He saw Hook glaring at him as their swords were tangled. Peter's wet hair crowded in his eyes, drops running from the ends as he shook it out of his eyes.
Hook untangled the swords and made a notion to hit at him again, Peter held it up but thanks to how slick the rain made his grip once Hook's blade hit his, Peter's sword went flying. Hook dropped his sword to get it out of the way as he backhanded Peter and then grabbed the back of his neck, spun him around then ran him face first into a tree.
Peter hit it hard and fell back into a large mixture of mud, water and grass. Hook didn't waste time as he grabbed the boy's collar and yanked him off the ground, wrapping his good arm around his neck and covering his mouth.
Hook looked over and then saw a group of his men jump out from the forest and attack the others and before Tink knew it all the boys were caught, shouting in protest.
She turned her head and saw Hook, with Peter in his grasp as well.
"Returning to Neverland are we? We'll my men and I are going as well, or else Pan isn't going either!!" Hook growled as he tightened his grip causing Peter to groan.
Tink covered her ears hating to hear that noise from Peter.
"In fact, I will take him somewhere else." he added smiling at his joke.
All eyes were on the small fairy as she looked meanly at Hook, pointed at him then started saying stuff, but all he could hear was chiming of bells.
"What did she say?" Hook demanded taking his hand from Peter's mouth.
"She…said that you were a bad man who smells like fish poop and if you hurt one hair on my head she'll make you sorry." Peter said breathing heavy.
Hook busted out laughing as he covered his mouth again, Peter closing his lips close together so he wouldn't have to taste the wet mud from his hand.
Suddenly she glowed brightly and then grew in size, a little taller than Peter, then glared at him. Peter's eyes widened as did Hook's but he kept his stance.
"Willing to negotiate Miss Bell?" Hook asked as he jerked Peter violently closer to him.
Tink crossed her arms and looked from pirate to pirate then back to Hook and her beloved friend.
but thanks for keeping it going, if anyone has any idea where my other fic went let me know. EVer sicne the beginning when i started this fanfiction, my computer crashed so many times so i have no other chapters saved so i can't repost it, but if anyone else has any of them saved i could try to piece them together. so here is the rest for now!
thanks for ALLLLLLLLLLLLL YOUR REVIEWS! I have all the memories of the nice compliments you guys said me and about my storty and no one not even the internet can take it away!:)
love ya all and keep reading and posting, i reposted the last chapter again from let the fight being in case some haven't got to read it
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Peter watched a smile slowly come onto Hook's face as he looked back down at Peter. Peter looked at him.
"Please, leave them alone, I'm begging you." he whispered to him.
Hook only laughed at his proposal and clutched his collar and yanked him off the bed, covering his mouth with his good hand. Hook dragged Peter to the door, out of the seeing range of the lost boys. Hook slowly opened the door to reveal a guard.
Hook pressed the hook to his lips, telling the solider to be quite and in understanding Peter watched the man nod.
Peter breathed heavily as Hook gave the man instructions. But he wasn't talking, he was just moving his lips and every now and then he could hear, in a small whisper, a vowel or even a word.
Peter panicked when he saw the guard rush out, knowing that the lost boys couldn't see or hear them, he had to do something.
Peter then elbowed Hook in the gut, releasing himself then threw his shoulder into the wall, knocking items off a self above them, including a large vase which crashed right on Hook's head.
"LOST BOYS, LOST BOYS RUN!!!!!!!!!!!" Peter shouted as loud as he could.
"Come on." Wendy said in panic as she turned around and began crawling the way they had came, the boys following her.
"Mother my knees and elbows hurt and I'm so tired! Can't we stop and run!?" Tootles whined.
"YES! Run, that'll be much faster mother!" Slightly agreed then stopped over the next air vent and kicked it open.
The kick cause Wendy to stop and turn around.
"Slightly, no! It's safer here-" Wendy began but stopped once she saw the last boy jump down through the vent.
Wendy crawled back over the vent and looked down watching the boys run in every direction, having no clue where they were going, for they knew not the design of the house. Wendy sighed, but kept crawling.
Peter ran to the long window seeing the balcony on the other side. Peter tried to open the sliding glass door, but it wouldn't budge. He looked around quickly then ran behind the bed and grabbed a folded chair and ran back into the wall, smashing the door with the chair. Glass shattered everywhere as Peter dropped the chair and ran out onto the balcony, and jumped over it to land on the ground, trying to get out of the house. But Hook ran and grabbed the back of his collar stopping him in air.
"Let go of me." Peter groaned trying to get himself free.
"So very close." Hook admitted then yanked him back up and over the balcony bars, facing his enemy.
"But not quite." he added with a smile as he grabbed Peter's bicep then ran to and out the door, forcing Peter to run as well.
Wendy reached the closet entrance and hopped out immediately into the room. She was exhausted and breathless but she rounded the bed and ran out the door, looking to the left then right. Suddenly Hook rounded the hallway, blocking her way to go down the stairs, Peter now clung to him thanks to the Hook around his neck.
"Wendy!" Peter shrieked.
"Wendy" Hook repeated, smirking evilly.
Wendy shrieked in fear but ran straight into the bathroom that they entered from." Hook ran at her but didn't reach it in time for Wendy slammed the door shut and locked it, her body racing with adrenaline.
Hook pounded his fist hardly on it in anger, then switched hands, wrapping his good arm around Peter's neck and then began plunging his hook into the wood, slowly ripping the door.
"Wendy!" Peter called out.
Once hook thought the door was weak enough he switched hands with Peter again, placing the hook around his neck then forcefully kicked down the door.
Wendy screamed in horror as Hook lunged at her, grabbing her wrist and yanked her towards him. Wendy slammed into Hook hardly next to Peter, Hook then slammed Wendy's head as hard as he could into Peter's, allowing them to drop to the ground.
Both groaned in pain, Wendy shrieking as both hit the ground. Peter rolled around slightly cradling his head and shutting his eyes tightly in the about of pain throbbing in his head.
"So nice of you to join Pan and I Wendy." hook greeted as she glared at him, Peter still paying attention to his head.
Wendy could swear to herself she saw a red gleam in the middle of his eye and she shivered with fear. She would have asked Peter but she saw Peter wasn't looking at him.
Hook then looked deep into her blue eyes.
"Where's the rest of your children?" he asked her.
"They're escaping, getting away from you!" Wendy screamed at him, proud of what she was saying.
Hook rolled his eyes as she looked at Peter, blood still seeping from his face.
"Peter, Peter, look at me." she cooed, forgetting Hook was there.
She got to her knees and placed her hands on either side of his head, his eyes, his beautiful eyes were hidden for he still had them squinted thank to the head butting and the cut, both colliding together to form an almost unbearable pain on his skull.
Wendy winced as she saw the torn skin on his forehead and sighed.
Hook groaned in disgust, then glanced behind him, hearing a large thud.
"OWWW!" a voice cried in rage and maybe pain.
Wendy whipped her head in the same direction, in alarm. Even Peter snapped his eyes open and sat up.
"Nibbs!" he said in fear.
"Nibbs?" Wendy repeated looking at Peter.
"NIBBS!" he screamed in even more fear then shot up and ran past Hook down the hall.
Hook would have stopped him but he wasn't expecting it.
"PAN!" Hook shouted in rage, grabbing Wendy and following him.
Peter rounded the corner revealing the stairs. He ran down three, the grabbed the railing and jumped over the side of it, landing on his feet in the living room.
He saw his 'men' running from Hook's men and Peter looked to his left and saw Nibbs on the ground, a pirate over him. Peter ran and tackled the man off him.
"PETER!" all the boys shouted in happiness.
Nibbs rolled to the side and cradled his shoulder, revealing a deep cut from the knife. Peter noticed the knife in the pirate's hand and pryed it from his hands. Peter then kicked him in the stomach, causing the man to loose balance and fall to the ground. Peter hovered over him, placing the blade uncomfortably under his throat, about the slit it.
"FREEZE PAN!" Hook called, stopping him from killing the man.
Peter's face fought with emotions of anger and control as he tightened in the girp. For he knew if he lost control he would get in trouble.
"I have the lost boys and Wendy, SO LET HIM GO!" Hook boomed walking down the stairs calmly, Wendy in his grip.
Peter bit his lip in rage and glared at the man but slowly released the knife and stood up.
He could hear the loose change in Hook's pocket approach behind him slowly. He then heard Hook shove Wendy into another person, her shriek filled the room as Peter closed his eyes, he knew Hook was mad and he knew they were ALL caught.
Hook grasped Peter's shoulder and spun him around to face him.
"Smart boy, are you all here!?" Hook demanded.
Peter swallowed and looked around before returning his gaze.
"Yes." he mumbled in anger.
"You're sure? Not lying to me are you?" he demanded yanking his face closer to his own.
"No." Peter said in annoyance, on the brink of loosing his temper.
"Good." he replied then looked around to the other.
"Hello children, has any of you seen Tinkerbell? Humm?" he asked softly looking at all their faces.
"No, she wouldn't come see us, she would go for Peter." Tootles answered.
All of them rolled their eyes, including Peter. Yes Hook had already known that but if he hadn't, Tootles would have just given him in right there.
Hook grinned at the sight before him, some of the boys looked scared, some angry, some held by their hair and necks, others by the chest and shoulders.
The sight please him as he shoved Peter to the ground then went and sat on a nice soft couch. The other men followed his lead and shoved the kids down and went to a place to rest, and they made sure all of them landed on Peter.
Peter groaned in pain at the added amount of weight on his stomach and even an elbow landing right in it. Wendy got up immediately and helped the boys off Peter, all of them saying they were sorry for landing on him. Peter grinned a weak thank you smile to Wendy, but didn't move, he was too exhausted, both mentally and physically, for he didn't trust his enemy while he slept.
Wendy took position of the mother role and sat next to his head, allowing him to lay his head on her lap as the other boys crowded around.
"We need to fix your head Peter." Wendy replied.
"Here." Slightly said happily, always wanting to help, as he ripped a sleeve off his shirt and handed the cloth to Wendy, who looked at him weirdly.
"Oh, don't worry, I hate this shirt anyway, so restraining." Slightly replied.
Wendy grinned but took it and put it over his cut, blood instantly soaking through it.
All the boys sighed but stayed close together, very close.
Peter breathed heavily as he looked up at Wendy's angelic face, trying to think of anything else but the pain his head was in.
Wendy looked back at him, smiling shyly. She then watched his eyelids fall, taking them a long time to bring them back up then go back down half way, fighting against sleep.
"Peter go to sleep. We'll stay awake for you." Wendy assured him.
"No." Peter answered stubbornly then turned his head over to Hook who was paying no attention to them.
"I do not trust him." Peter said bitterly.
Wendy glanced at Hook as well then looked back at Peter.
"Go to sleep Peter, we will make sure Hook won't bother you or us." Wendy replied.
"No, the lost boys fight pirates. Never have they fought Hook before and you haven't either. The only one who has fought Hook is me, and there is a reason for that." Peter mumbled.
"If things happen and becomes serious, we'll wake you up, ok? I promise. But right now, go to sleep." She whispered soothingly as she moved a piece of his hair from his face.
Peter's eyes slowly disappeared behind his eyelids, making wendy happy he listened to her. She switched her eyes to the clock but never stopped running fingers through his hair, she did not stop so she could let him know she was still there.
Wendy watched the clock move 25 minutes and at this point she was almost asleep herself. Hook then looked over at the children and instantly became disgusted and surprised to see them all……..calm, well HE could change that.
"Mr. Smee." Hook called, waking Wendy.
"Yes cap'n." Smee answered.
"Take Miss Darling and the other children to the small room please." Hook ordered.
Wendy's heart sank.
"We're not causing any trouble." Wendy pointed out.
"Oh believe me dear child, it isn't you it's him." he answered approaching them.
"I like to keep him on his toes." Hook added then slammed his good hand down on Peter's chest, Peter's eyes flew open as Hook grabbed the material of his shirt and yanked him up.
Peter flew limped back into Hook, he was too tired to stand up as he watched Wendy and the others get taken away and he felt like he could cry.
"Why are you doing this. If I have to stay here, at least let me stay with them." Peter whined.
"No, you made my life miserable, now I'm returning the favor." Hook explained then dragged him back up to his chambers once more.
Peter laid on the couch in the dark, for Hook had kicked him out of the bed considering he wanted to sleep in it. Peter stared out the window, looking at a specific star twinkle. Hooks snoring, though caused him to glance at the man a couple times. The darkness making him look even more evil, making a chill go down Peter's spine.
Only the moonlight gave a blue pale glow to certain parts of the room but other parts were left dark. He thought of making a run for it, of course but Hook was a light sleeper. He proved THAT many times in Neverland, instances where Peter would try to sneak up on a sleeping Hook and play a prank on him, but he always woke up. In one incident, he almost lost his right ear. Peter estimated is he even put his foot down, Hook's eyes would snap open and he would have that pointed Hook close to his throat before he himself could move another inch.
Clearly he was only guessing but he wasn't about to try it and find out. Peter just laid there, looking at the star, starting to remember all the things he missed in Neverland. Playing with the boys, going to the redskins festivals, talking, eating, breathing with the fairies, laughing. Laughing. He closed his eyes and exhaled slowly almost painfully.
He missed the sound of his laugh, he couldn't remember the last time he laughed. Especially sword fighting Hook, laughing at the old man and throwing insults left and right at him. That thought caused him to crack a small smile, but it was different now, and he wasn't sure if he could ever laugh at Hook in battle again.
His thoughts then drifted to Wendy and the boys, he wondered if they were ok. Many more thoughts lead him to his sleep, his eyelids falling slowly over his eyes.
Suddenly something bright shown in through the window, causing Peter to squint. Irritated Peter looked up over the arm rest to see what the bright light was. He then saw a small ball of light in front of the window.
"TINK!" Peter shouted sitting up.
Tink squealed then hid behind a tree. Peter turned his head to Hook who shot up. Peter held his breath as he watched the man eye him and then approach him.
"Why are you making SO MUCH NOISE!!!?" Hook bellowed, scaring Peter.
"Sorry." Peter choked out softly.
"You called out Tinkerbell's name, WHY!?" Hook shouted moving his hook closer to Peter's face.
"I had a bad dream." he stuttered in fear.
"Dream, really? OR ARE YOU LYING TO ME!?" He screamed, clearly grumpy from being awoken.
Peter shook in fear slightly.
"No…it was just a nightmare. I have them often." Peter said, clearly lying but Hook was too tired and angry to notice.
"Well SHUT UP!" Hook warned placing the hook closer to his face. Peter clutched his arm, just in case Hook decided to plug the thing into his face.
"DO YOU UNDERSTAND ME!?" he hissed meanly.
Peter's lip quivered but he shook his head yes. Hook then got out a pair of handcuff and hooked one to his right wrist and the other one to the couch leg.
"So you don't go out the window." he said smiling then, walked back to the bed and fell back asleep.
Peter breathed easily, thankful he didn't get caught. He then looked down at his restrain groaning softly as he tried to free his arm. He then looked out the window again, smiling once he saw Tinkerbell. He watched her point down at the lock, telling him to unlock the window.
Peter smiled boyishly, as if he was up to mischief, looked at Hook and gave her the signal to come here. Tink flew in and hugged his cheek tightly, kissing him as well.
"Tink, you have to get me outta here." Peter whispered to her.
Tink saluted him and flew into the key hole and before he knew it the handcuff unlocked and fell off his wrist.
She fell out, dusting herself off. Peter smiled as he stood up carefully and crept past the bed, keeping his eyes glued on Hook at all times. Peter reached out and grabbed the door knob, twisted it and pushed the door open, only far enough to let him go through. He slipped through the door and closed it silently then looked at Tinkerbell.
"Tink, I missed you so much!" Peter breathed quietly as he kissed her.
Tink turned pink and smiled at him. He smiled back then ran to where the boys and Wendy were held.
Peter peered around the corner seeing Smee asleep next to the door where he previously been captured. Peter inhaled deeply and sneaked past him and opened the door.
"Peter!" all of them said happily, jumping to their feet. Peter put his index finger to the front of his lips, telling them to be quiet. All of their eyes lit up once they saw Tink.
"TINKERBELL!" all of them shouted in pure joy.
Hook's eyes snapped open.
Peter opened the door and found Smee standing up, waiting for them. Peter elbowed him in the face.
"RUN! FOLLOW TINK!" he ordered.
Tink again saluted and flew out the room, the boys following.
"Peter." Wendy said in protest as she clutched his arm.
"I'm right behind you." he reassured her with a smile.
She smiled back and followed.
Peter reached up in the hall and grabbed a sword from it's mantel and followed the others, running down the stairs to the 2nd floor.
Peter kept alert, he knew Hook had to be awake. He saw the children run past Hook's room and started running to the last flight of stairs.
Suddenly a hook swung at him. To avoid the hook taking his head off, he flew backwards and landed back first on the ground, the point of the Hook digging into the wall.
Peter's eyes widened realizing that could have been his head. As Hook pried his hook from the wall, Peter jumped up and took a swing at him. Hook dogged it then swung at him with his hook again.
Peter jumped up in the air and put his legs out, allowing the rubber on his shoes to stick to the wall, holding him up. Hook glared at him as Peter grinned. He then did a black flip off the side, kicking Hook right in the face as he did so, landing on one knee.
Hook landed on the ground in pain as Peter jumped over his body and continued running. Peter ran down the stairs and through the living room, dogging as many pirates as he could. He got to the glass door and ran out into the backyard, raining pouring down, making the ground instantly slick and muddy. He didn't stop, he kept running, rain soaking his face, hair and cloths.
He could see Tink's light and the others following him, but he could hear feet behind him, so he spun around and blocked a blow made from a sword. He saw Hook glaring at him as their swords were tangled. Peter's wet hair crowded in his eyes, drops running from the ends as he shook it out of his eyes.
Hook untangled the swords and made a notion to hit at him again, Peter held it up but thanks to how slick the rain made his grip once Hook's blade hit his, Peter's sword went flying. Hook dropped his sword to get it out of the way as he backhanded Peter and then grabbed the back of his neck, spun him around then ran him face first into a tree.
Peter hit it hard and fell back into a large mixture of mud, water and grass. Hook didn't waste time as he grabbed the boy's collar and yanked him off the ground, wrapping his good arm around his neck and covering his mouth.
Hook looked over and then saw a group of his men jump out from the forest and attack the others and before Tink knew it all the boys were caught, shouting in protest.
She turned her head and saw Hook, with Peter in his grasp as well.
"Returning to Neverland are we? We'll my men and I are going as well, or else Pan isn't going either!!" Hook growled as he tightened his grip causing Peter to groan.
Tink covered her ears hating to hear that noise from Peter.
"In fact, I will take him somewhere else." he added smiling at his joke.
All eyes were on the small fairy as she looked meanly at Hook, pointed at him then started saying stuff, but all he could hear was chiming of bells.
"What did she say?" Hook demanded taking his hand from Peter's mouth.
"She…said that you were a bad man who smells like fish poop and if you hurt one hair on my head she'll make you sorry." Peter said breathing heavy.
Hook busted out laughing as he covered his mouth again, Peter closing his lips close together so he wouldn't have to taste the wet mud from his hand.
Suddenly she glowed brightly and then grew in size, a little taller than Peter, then glared at him. Peter's eyes widened as did Hook's but he kept his stance.
"Willing to negotiate Miss Bell?" Hook asked as he jerked Peter violently closer to him.
Tink crossed her arms and looked from pirate to pirate then back to Hook and her beloved friend.