The Beginning
Wendy loved Peter. She loved how he took her all over Neverland, exploring everything there was to see. She loved how kind he was to her. But most of all, Wendy loved Peter because he was always ready for adventure and always excited about each day. Peter loved Wendy. He loved how she went along with everything he did, and how she always enjoyed exploring Neverland with him. He loved how she was nurturing and caring towards every living creature. But most of all, Peter loved Wendy because she was always cheerful and hopeful.
The two were constantly running through the forests of Neverland, looking under every rock and behind every tree to find something interesting. Sometimes, Peter would dash behind a tree, leaving Wendy to find him. She always found him within minutes of his disappearance. The two often walked to the beach, and sat on the cold, damp, smooth, sand. They gazed at the sun as it vanished from sight, making the sky look as if it was bleeding a deep orange and golden yellow color. Then, the silvery moon would rise out of the ocean, shimmering and glorious. Wendy and Peter were always amazed at the sights of the sun and moon. While looking at the rising moon, the two would talk about everything imaginable. During these long and illustrious days, Wendy and Peter became very close, close enough to want the other to be with them always.
"Peter, don't you love being in Neverland? I wish I could live here like you and the Lost Boys do. You would never have to grow up, you could be young forever." Wendy would often tell Peter.
"Of course I love it here, who would ever want to leave? And, you know, you could stay here forever with me and the boys, they'd be so happy if you decided to stay! If you lived with me, we wouldn't ever become grown-ups, we would always be kids. That sounds perfect, doesn't it?" Peter would say back to Wendy every time.
One day, Peter decided to show Wendy his enemy's ship. Peter's enemy was the evil and dastardly Captain Hook. Peter and Hook fought many times, and Peter always triumphed. As Peter and Wendy approached the ship, the wind started to blow, and the air became cold. Peter thought nothing of it, after all, they were by the sea. As Peter began stepping closer to the ship, Wendy heard a creaking noise coming from the ship. She tried to persuade Peter not to go any further, but nothing worked. Peter stepped closer to the boat. Suddenly, Captain James Hook leaped out of the ship and grabbed Peter.
"Peter Pan! My one and only rival." Captain Hook exclaimed. Hook dragged Peter onto the ship, and forced him to fight. Wendy could barely watch as Peter and Hook battled, for she feared she might never see Peter again. All Wendy could see was the shadows of the two fighting, their knives and swords flying through the air.
"I will defeat you, Peter Pan!" Hook shouted over the sound of clanging metal.
"Never! Never will you defeat me, you old man!" Peter replied.
"Peter! Peter, please save yourself!" Wendy yelled at the ship.
In the middle of the brawl, Peter yelled at Wendy, telling her to leave Neverland and not to come back. Wendy knew she couldn't leave Peter in the middle of this battle, but she had no choice. Peter threw his last portion of pixie dust onto Wendy, and she began to fly away. As hard as she tried, Wendy could not stop herself from floating into the sky, going back to London. "No, no! Peter stop! Let me down!" Wendy shouted. Whatever she tried, Wendy could not float back down to the land. The last thing Wendy saw was Hook barely missing as he thrusted his sword towards Peter's head. Then, she couldn't see them anymore, and she couldn't go back.
Peter threw himself upon the Captain, knife at the ready. Prepared for this challenge, Hook dodged Peter's knife and stood up, ready to defeat his enemy once and for all. The battle continued, until finally, Hook was backed up against his ship, right at the edge. With one last thrust, Peter had pushed Captain James Hook overboard and into the mouth of a crocodile. It was done. Hook was gone, forever, once and for all. And so was Wendy. Peter knew Wendy would never come back, not after this. He slowly stepped off the boat, and walked back to the huts. Peter had just won a battle, but he felt like he had lost everything.