Disclaimer: I own none of this! All the characters, and most of the events and dialog belong to Disney

This is my first fanfic, so all hints and tips are welcome. Please R&R and stick with me.

Chapter 1

He was flying through the air. That was usual, he had been able to fly since he started living here… well he couldn't remember how long ago. It had been so long. Here in Never Land it was very hard to tell time, you lived day by day.

"Come on Peter." The laughing voice snapped him back into focus on his surroundings. It was night, the forest dark and quiet below them, the water around the island was calm, and the stars shone brightly. He couldn't tell if there was a wind because of the speed of his flight, although the trees weren't swaying so he'd guess not.

Swooping next to him was a girl. She had light brown hair that was in a bun and was wearing a blue dress. No, not a dress, what was it called? Oh yeah, a nightgown. That's it.

"Peter." The girl said, amused.

"I'm coming Wendy." Peter replied, diving into the night after her.

"Ow!" Something had yanked hard on my hair.

Startled, I opened his eyes. Above me was a ball of light. As I blinked, I saw it was a pixie with a green dress and golden hair pulled into a bun.

"Oof! Hi Tink, and good morning to you." Ops… I did try to keep the resentment out of my voice.

"You need to get up now Peter! The Lost Boys are starting to wonder where you are." Tinkerbell didn't look impressed with my mood.

I sighed and got up, stretching, and walked out of my room to the big room. As Tink had said, the Lost Boys were waiting for me. And, by the looks of it, I had missed breakfast.

"Hey boys, whose up for a game?"

"Me, me, me." That was the chorus throughout the room.

"Can we do a treasure hunt?" asked Cubby.

"We did that two days ago!" exclaimed Nibs. "Let's play Red Rover."

"Lost Boys! We will not have a fight. Cubby, like Nibs said we had a treasure hunt two days ago and I still need to re-hide the treasure. Nibs, Red Rover is a good idea. You guys have a day to your selves. Go after Indians, play Red Rover, or play around here." I said, trying to be fair to everyone. If the Lost Boys did go after the Indians, then maybe he could do some things that really need doing.

"But Peter," Slightly started, "what are you going to do?"

"Well, first I'm gonna hide the treasure, then check up on Hook. That old codfish still hasn't landed from last night…" I trailed off as I thought of what had happened. He and the Lost Boys had snuck onto the Jolly Rodger when Hook was off trying to find their hideout, again. See, that old codfish thought that he and the Lost Boys had found a new hideout from when it had been stormed when Windy was here. Hook had left his ship completely abandoned, so they had snuck on trying to sail the ship to the center of the cove. But that codfish had tricked them! They hadn't left the ship; they had been waiting for them. After one of his fights with the codfish, they all had nearly been captured when Tink came to the rescue. She had given the Lost Boys her pixie dust so they all flew to safety, but also had accidently sent the Jolly Rodger into the sky again. But it's the morning now so the codfish and his crew have landed somewhere. I want to find out what Hook is up to now; he seemed almost gleeful when the ship took off…

"Um, Peter?" The call snapped me out of the memory.

"Yeah?" I asked. Why do I keep zoning out? And why do I keep thinking of Wendy?

"Oh, nothing. You just looked kinda out of it there." This time he identified who was talking, Nibs.

"Come on now, you guys get lost. If I need you, Tink'll find you." That brought out a cheer from around him. As he'd told them, they began to file out to play.

When they all had left, I turned to Tinkerbell. "Come on Tink, let's go huntin' for a hiding spot and some codfish!" She still looked resentful from when he'd snapped at her earlier, but she agreed.

I was flying over the forest with Tinkerbell. If it was night, and if Wendy was here, this would be my dream. Wait! Stop thinking about Wendy! She went home and grew up. She didn't want to stay here.

"Look Peter," Tink called from besides me, pointing, "There is Hook. I wonder what is in that sack"

I looked, and sure enough, the codfish was in the cove in front of him. He was standing on the quarterdeck of the Jolly Rodger with crew members around him and on a lone poll, suspended over the ocean, was a sack. It was terribly worn and patched. Even from the distance away that he was, I could tell that the sack was wiggling like there was someone inside of it.

"I duno Tink, let's check it out" I dove at the ship with Tinkerbell following and a sense of dread, almost like that even then I knew that my life would forever be changed by what was happening.