Chapter 1
All people remember and forget good and bad times. Some people remember their promises and some don't. For a little girl, waiting is a long time and years go by as they wait each night by the window, yet he never comes. Girl's hearts get broken as they realize how foolish they had been for thinking he would actually come back for her and visit, when he indugles on being a boy forever. Soon to, she forgets about the one boy she had truely loved.
Though Wendy had thought Peter had forgotten about her, he had not. He would come to the nursery window every night to hear Wendy's stories.... which soon faded into none being told. Peter had watched Wendy grow into a young lady... his visits becoming rare, to much for him to bare. He would sit in Neverland, his heart aching and pain knowing that he would never have her again. Though he to grew older, he did not grow as fast as she had. She now had gray hairs and children of her own, as he was still a teenager, roughly 16. Little did Peter know, Neverland would soon turn into the adventures that had happen years before..
"I GOT IT! I GOT IT!" Tottles cried as the bird fell down from the sky and into the Neverland woods. Peter laughed as he watched him run into the shrubs to get it. Tink sat on Peter's shoulder as she flapped her wings, happy to see Peter smiling again.
"Look at this one Peter!" Tootles yelled as he ran back with the bird in his hand.
"Very nicely done." Peter said nodding his head.
"Ya hear that boys? I did a nice job." Tootles said nodding his head proudly.
"Oh don't get so fool of yourself." Slightly said shaking his head.
"What's that..." Nibs said as he stared up into the sky, sheilding his eyes from the sky.
Peter with the rest of the Lost Boys looked up and saw something zip back and forth through the sky above their heads.
"I'LL GET IT!" Tootles cried as he pointed his bow and arrow up at it and let it fly after it.
A bigger object flew over to it as it struck true into the object as it came falling fast towards them, the object following close. As it neared, Peter realized Tootles had hit a fairy.
"TOOTLES!" Peter shouted as he flew out to catch it before it dropped. He looked up into the sky to see the other object, but it was no where in sight. Peter slowly floated back down and landed softly on the leaves and carefully put the fairy down. It was a male one that had been struck in the stomach, his light slowly fading. Tink zipped over as she floated down next to it. She looked up at Peter and instructed him to take the arrow out. Peter nodded and did so as Tink quickly covered her hands over the wound.
A scared Tootles walked over with his hat to his chest as Peter glared up at him.
"I'm sorry?" Tootles said shrugging.
"You won't be using a bow and arrow for quit a long time." Peter said breaking the arrow over his knee.
"Is he going to be alright Tink?" Peter asked her. She looked up with a smile and nodded and told Peter to bring him back to the hideout.
They all hurried there and made sure that no one was watching them as they quickly snuck in and closed the door quickly behind them.
"What are we suppose to do Tink?" Peter asked her as he laid the tiny man down on the table gently.
She told him to wait as he nodded.
"What do you think was the other thing in the sky with it?" Nibs asked Peter as they all sat down.
"I'm not sure, I didn't get a good view of it." Peter said looking from Nibs down to the fairy where Tink was sprinkly some kind of powder on him.
"What if it was a massive eagle wanting to eat it!" Slightly laughed, expanding his arms and flapping them like a bird would.
"You would have heard it caw you stupid." Curly said hitting Slightly over the head.
"Well sorry for trying to come up with a explanation for the thing." Slightly said folding his arms and leaning back in his chair.
Hours had gone, one by one the boys falling asleep, Peter trying desperately to keep his eyes open to watch the fairy as it's light slowly began to grow stronger, Tink asleep next to him.
He folded his arms across his chest as his head fell forward a little. He threw his head back and his eyes opened wide but gave up on trying to stay awake and walked over to his bed. He pulled his blankets over him as he closed his eyes and fell asleep.
In the middle of the night, something falling over a woke him. He opened his eyes a little as they wandered over the dark room, only a little amount of moon light flooding in. He could hear feet wandering across the dirt floor, the sound of a hand running over the table made him focus around the table when he saw a figure of a girl glide across the table. He sat up quietly as he went for his dagger and slowly rose from his bed and flew up to the ceiling.
"Poor Jink." He heard her whisper as her finger touched him. Peter floated down behind the girl and quickly covered her mouth and put the dagger to her throat as her hands clasped around his hand at her mouth.
"What are you doing here?" He hissed into her ear. He felt himself rise from the floor and hit the wall as his head bounced off of it as he let the girl go and fell to the ground face first.
He shook the pain from his head and rose from the floor and looked around for her. A sharp pain hit him in the gut as his back hit the ceiling, the girl's body against his as she pushed him into the ceiling. He grabbed her shoulders and hurled them to the ground, her landing on her back and him landing on top of her.
"What are you doing in here?!" He yelled as they rolled around on the floor.
She didn't answer him, and forecefully kicked him off of her and drawing a sword from next to Peter's bed.
The moon light casted over, Peter shocked by her beauty. She had sparkling green eyes and long tresses of brown hair that flowed down to her breasts. She had on a tight leaf dress that came half way up her thighs and was very low cut, only hanging on by a vine tied around her left shoulder. She held the sword ready for battle as he just stood there and looked at her.
Tootles and Nibs had woken up by then and gasped when they saw her.
"It's a lady." They both whispered in unison.
She looked at them and slowly brought the sword down to her side.
"I'm not a lady. I'm only a girl." She said as she let the sword fall to the ground.
Peter quickly scooped up the sword and put his arm across her chest as he pinned her against the wall.
"You should never undraw your sword if you make the first attempt with it." He smirked as she furrowed her brows in anger.
"Nibs, Tootles, get some vines." Peter ordered. They nodded as they quickly scurried around and handed him to pieces of vines.
Peter looked around for a place to put her and nodded at the chair which was next to Curly who was still sound asleep.
"What are you going to do?" She asked as he sat her down on the chair and began tying her hands behind her back then looped them around the chair and tied it around her waist. Next he tied her feet to the leg of the chair and with the last tug, she winced with a kicking of her foot, throwing a little dirt onto Peter. Peter looked up at her as she glared but looked away from him as if in shame of the position she was in.
"Should we wake the others up Peter?" Tootles asked quietly looking over the boys who were still asleep.
"No, they can find out in the morning. You two should go to sleep now. We have a long day ahead of us tomorrow." Peter replied getting up off of his knees and sitting on his bed. Tootles and Nibs nodded and walked over to where they slept at night and laid down.
"You never did answer me why you came here." Peter said as he laid down on his bed and took his little pipe and began playing it.
"I came to get my fairy which you shot down and took from me." She said as she struggled with the ties.
"I shot down? No no, that was good ol Tootles who shot him down. You should be more careful where you two are flying next time." Peter laughed.
"Why should we have to be careful?" She asked bitterly.
Peter looked over at her as she sat struggling with the vines not bothering to answer her as he went back to playing his pipe.
"Will you let me go tomorrow morning?" She asked as she stopped trying to get out of the vines, realizing there was no use in it.
"I can't now. You know where this hideout is. I can't let you go freely and tell people." Peter replied with a short laugh. She sighed to herself as she looked away from him, her eyes searching the dark floor to keep her entertained.
"Then what are you to do with me?" She asked after a long pause of listening to him play. There was another long silence between them, when finally Peter spoke.
"Don't know." Was all he said to her. Her mouth dropped open as irritation filled her up and just wanted to scream.
"And am I just suppose to sleep in this chair all night long till you all awake?"
"If you want to." He said with a little laugh.
"Well I don't want to." She snapped.
"Alright then, you can sleep on my bed." He got up and walked towards her and got down on his knees. He slipped the rope from underneath the leg of the chair and did so with the other one. Next he worked on the top ropes and slipped her off the chair and carried her over to his bed. He gently placed her down on his bed and lifted her arms over her head and tied the rope to the roots. Without saying any other thing to her, he put the blanket over her as she watched him carefully tuck it under her. His touch sent shivers up her spine as he worked his hands up her sides and stopped undernearth her arms.
"Good night." He smiled then laid down and turned his back towards her. She laid there looking at his back for quite a while as she watched his side rise and fall. A soft blue glow fell over him making his skin looking soft and touchable. After a while, sleep had fallen over her eyes and tilted her head to the side as she closed her eyes and fell into a nice deep sleep.
All people remember and forget good and bad times. Some people remember their promises and some don't. For a little girl, waiting is a long time and years go by as they wait each night by the window, yet he never comes. Girl's hearts get broken as they realize how foolish they had been for thinking he would actually come back for her and visit, when he indugles on being a boy forever. Soon to, she forgets about the one boy she had truely loved.
Though Wendy had thought Peter had forgotten about her, he had not. He would come to the nursery window every night to hear Wendy's stories.... which soon faded into none being told. Peter had watched Wendy grow into a young lady... his visits becoming rare, to much for him to bare. He would sit in Neverland, his heart aching and pain knowing that he would never have her again. Though he to grew older, he did not grow as fast as she had. She now had gray hairs and children of her own, as he was still a teenager, roughly 16. Little did Peter know, Neverland would soon turn into the adventures that had happen years before..
"I GOT IT! I GOT IT!" Tottles cried as the bird fell down from the sky and into the Neverland woods. Peter laughed as he watched him run into the shrubs to get it. Tink sat on Peter's shoulder as she flapped her wings, happy to see Peter smiling again.
"Look at this one Peter!" Tootles yelled as he ran back with the bird in his hand.
"Very nicely done." Peter said nodding his head.
"Ya hear that boys? I did a nice job." Tootles said nodding his head proudly.
"Oh don't get so fool of yourself." Slightly said shaking his head.
"What's that..." Nibs said as he stared up into the sky, sheilding his eyes from the sky.
Peter with the rest of the Lost Boys looked up and saw something zip back and forth through the sky above their heads.
"I'LL GET IT!" Tootles cried as he pointed his bow and arrow up at it and let it fly after it.
A bigger object flew over to it as it struck true into the object as it came falling fast towards them, the object following close. As it neared, Peter realized Tootles had hit a fairy.
"TOOTLES!" Peter shouted as he flew out to catch it before it dropped. He looked up into the sky to see the other object, but it was no where in sight. Peter slowly floated back down and landed softly on the leaves and carefully put the fairy down. It was a male one that had been struck in the stomach, his light slowly fading. Tink zipped over as she floated down next to it. She looked up at Peter and instructed him to take the arrow out. Peter nodded and did so as Tink quickly covered her hands over the wound.
A scared Tootles walked over with his hat to his chest as Peter glared up at him.
"I'm sorry?" Tootles said shrugging.
"You won't be using a bow and arrow for quit a long time." Peter said breaking the arrow over his knee.
"Is he going to be alright Tink?" Peter asked her. She looked up with a smile and nodded and told Peter to bring him back to the hideout.
They all hurried there and made sure that no one was watching them as they quickly snuck in and closed the door quickly behind them.
"What are we suppose to do Tink?" Peter asked her as he laid the tiny man down on the table gently.
She told him to wait as he nodded.
"What do you think was the other thing in the sky with it?" Nibs asked Peter as they all sat down.
"I'm not sure, I didn't get a good view of it." Peter said looking from Nibs down to the fairy where Tink was sprinkly some kind of powder on him.
"What if it was a massive eagle wanting to eat it!" Slightly laughed, expanding his arms and flapping them like a bird would.
"You would have heard it caw you stupid." Curly said hitting Slightly over the head.
"Well sorry for trying to come up with a explanation for the thing." Slightly said folding his arms and leaning back in his chair.
Hours had gone, one by one the boys falling asleep, Peter trying desperately to keep his eyes open to watch the fairy as it's light slowly began to grow stronger, Tink asleep next to him.
He folded his arms across his chest as his head fell forward a little. He threw his head back and his eyes opened wide but gave up on trying to stay awake and walked over to his bed. He pulled his blankets over him as he closed his eyes and fell asleep.
In the middle of the night, something falling over a woke him. He opened his eyes a little as they wandered over the dark room, only a little amount of moon light flooding in. He could hear feet wandering across the dirt floor, the sound of a hand running over the table made him focus around the table when he saw a figure of a girl glide across the table. He sat up quietly as he went for his dagger and slowly rose from his bed and flew up to the ceiling.
"Poor Jink." He heard her whisper as her finger touched him. Peter floated down behind the girl and quickly covered her mouth and put the dagger to her throat as her hands clasped around his hand at her mouth.
"What are you doing here?" He hissed into her ear. He felt himself rise from the floor and hit the wall as his head bounced off of it as he let the girl go and fell to the ground face first.
He shook the pain from his head and rose from the floor and looked around for her. A sharp pain hit him in the gut as his back hit the ceiling, the girl's body against his as she pushed him into the ceiling. He grabbed her shoulders and hurled them to the ground, her landing on her back and him landing on top of her.
"What are you doing in here?!" He yelled as they rolled around on the floor.
She didn't answer him, and forecefully kicked him off of her and drawing a sword from next to Peter's bed.
The moon light casted over, Peter shocked by her beauty. She had sparkling green eyes and long tresses of brown hair that flowed down to her breasts. She had on a tight leaf dress that came half way up her thighs and was very low cut, only hanging on by a vine tied around her left shoulder. She held the sword ready for battle as he just stood there and looked at her.
Tootles and Nibs had woken up by then and gasped when they saw her.
"It's a lady." They both whispered in unison.
She looked at them and slowly brought the sword down to her side.
"I'm not a lady. I'm only a girl." She said as she let the sword fall to the ground.
Peter quickly scooped up the sword and put his arm across her chest as he pinned her against the wall.
"You should never undraw your sword if you make the first attempt with it." He smirked as she furrowed her brows in anger.
"Nibs, Tootles, get some vines." Peter ordered. They nodded as they quickly scurried around and handed him to pieces of vines.
Peter looked around for a place to put her and nodded at the chair which was next to Curly who was still sound asleep.
"What are you going to do?" She asked as he sat her down on the chair and began tying her hands behind her back then looped them around the chair and tied it around her waist. Next he tied her feet to the leg of the chair and with the last tug, she winced with a kicking of her foot, throwing a little dirt onto Peter. Peter looked up at her as she glared but looked away from him as if in shame of the position she was in.
"Should we wake the others up Peter?" Tootles asked quietly looking over the boys who were still asleep.
"No, they can find out in the morning. You two should go to sleep now. We have a long day ahead of us tomorrow." Peter replied getting up off of his knees and sitting on his bed. Tootles and Nibs nodded and walked over to where they slept at night and laid down.
"You never did answer me why you came here." Peter said as he laid down on his bed and took his little pipe and began playing it.
"I came to get my fairy which you shot down and took from me." She said as she struggled with the ties.
"I shot down? No no, that was good ol Tootles who shot him down. You should be more careful where you two are flying next time." Peter laughed.
"Why should we have to be careful?" She asked bitterly.
Peter looked over at her as she sat struggling with the vines not bothering to answer her as he went back to playing his pipe.
"Will you let me go tomorrow morning?" She asked as she stopped trying to get out of the vines, realizing there was no use in it.
"I can't now. You know where this hideout is. I can't let you go freely and tell people." Peter replied with a short laugh. She sighed to herself as she looked away from him, her eyes searching the dark floor to keep her entertained.
"Then what are you to do with me?" She asked after a long pause of listening to him play. There was another long silence between them, when finally Peter spoke.
"Don't know." Was all he said to her. Her mouth dropped open as irritation filled her up and just wanted to scream.
"And am I just suppose to sleep in this chair all night long till you all awake?"
"If you want to." He said with a little laugh.
"Well I don't want to." She snapped.
"Alright then, you can sleep on my bed." He got up and walked towards her and got down on his knees. He slipped the rope from underneath the leg of the chair and did so with the other one. Next he worked on the top ropes and slipped her off the chair and carried her over to his bed. He gently placed her down on his bed and lifted her arms over her head and tied the rope to the roots. Without saying any other thing to her, he put the blanket over her as she watched him carefully tuck it under her. His touch sent shivers up her spine as he worked his hands up her sides and stopped undernearth her arms.
"Good night." He smiled then laid down and turned his back towards her. She laid there looking at his back for quite a while as she watched his side rise and fall. A soft blue glow fell over him making his skin looking soft and touchable. After a while, sleep had fallen over her eyes and tilted her head to the side as she closed her eyes and fell into a nice deep sleep.