Sundays were wonderful. They were special, but they also told the end of a free and peaceful weekend. It was November so every tree was full of orange, brown, and red, making beautiful scenery from every view. It would had been a perfect night to go out and see the moon and feel the cold night breeze, but for Luna Saintclaire it was against her wishes that she was in a night club with two of her already drunk friends, Emily and Lucy,who had already gotten lost in the crowd. And so, Luna decided to go back to her house not wanting to upset her 15-year-old younger brother, Benedict. That was her first mistake. Luna never agreed to go to those kinds of place, she never even drank, but maybe the main mistake and most severe was when she turned her head feeling someone's eyes on her. At first there was nothing, then she saw him, beautiful light brown eyes followed her blue ones and in that moment Luna was captured. The eyes disappeared among the crowed dancing and jumping, then they appeared again never leaving her attention, then the eyes had a face for only a fraction of a second and it took Luna's breath away and just like that he was gone, like the wind.

Luna turned around looking sideways, but whoever the beautiful face was, was gone now and just like that she also decided to leave it behind, her heart still beating fast. Outside she went to wait for the bus, Luna was 16, how she got into the club was only because her friend Emily was excellent in making fake documents and she knew the owner of the club. Luna knew how to drive but she wasn't allowed to drive the car nor go many places alone so she took the bus, she had no problem with it, she enjoyed the strange stories one could get out of the small ride. Luna's dark hair danced as the cold wind hit it. She turned so that it would not bother her face earning her the surprise of seen three young men all wearing hoodies representing a forest animal. Luna thought it would've looked cute on children, but the men in front of her were her age or less. They looked ridiculous to her. She tried not to laugh and to think of them as dangerous as they got closer to her.

"Hey princess what are you doing all alone out here" - the one under a black bear hood asked

"What else does one do in a bus stop? Oh right wait for a bus how cool is that" – Luna couldn't help herself she loved the opportunity to create sarcasm remarks especially to dumb questions

"Someone is on a foul mood tonight" – Luna rolled her eyes at the remark

"Or maybe is because she wished for more intelligent company, or mature for that matter" – Luna said as she looked them up and down

"It looks more like you're checking us out than criticizing our awesome wardrobe ideas"

"Listen, bear boy, if you think you look awesome then you really have issues up in your head, I mean what are you, four? Grow up" – when the words left her mouth Luna felt wrong about it, it was like telling a child Santa wasn't real, but she couldn't understand why, they weren't kids, they were at least her age. The man under the bear hood was going to reply when the one under a fox hoodie stopped him and walked near Luna.

"What's your definition of maturity Luna? – The low and masculine voice said and it made Luna jump. She had never said her name out loud so it got to her on how they would know it. It was already clear to her she was in danger of 3 psychopaths, she started to back away slowly then the young man spoke again. – "I'm old enough to know that your attitude is nothing new, your words are nothing and right now I suggest you change your attitude or I worry for your state of mind"

"Well that's my problem, but thanks for your non welcomed concern" – Luna turned and walked away as fast as she could just as the three of them went after her, knocking her down to the floor. She yelled and hit them but they were strong, very strong. She could feel their muscles under their jackets.

A sudden pair of arms pulled the one of the fox hoodie off Luna; the same pair of hands pulled the other two boys off and held Luna up and cradled her in his arms like a child. Luna looked up and saw the warm brown eyes of her captor, the same pair of eyes that had gotten her attention inside the club. He turned to see the boys and glared in their direction as he walked away with Luna in his arms. She was speechless and still in shock, her heart drumming in her chest, but her eyes never left her savior just like he would not glance at her. She heard a familiar noise and looked away from the man just to see the bus near them. He stopped and lowered her gently finally sparing her a glance. His golden bunch of loosed curls got into his eyes and made him look childish and cute, he captivated Luna. He stopped the bus with a wave of his hand and pulled her in gently. He slowly moved his hand to her face taking a loosed strand of her long brown hair away from her face. Then just like a dream he turned and walk away as the doors started to close leaving Luna thinking how much of it really happened and when will she ever meet the silent and mysterious young man. As she took the last seat in the bus she turned to look outside just in time to see a strange light following the bus, but she blinked and it was gone.

This was the first of many strange nights for Luna Saintclaire

AN: hello I hope you enjoy this chapter. I write story's for myself and ma friends *smiles* but I never post them online this story is posted on watpad but I wanted to bring it over to this account. I had the idea for this story a few years ago since I love Peter Pan I wntd to try to do a fan fic of it but never work on it till now. I hope u all like it. I'm not sure if ill upload the entire story here unless of course u want it. tell me what u think id love to know your thoughts :) most of it r original characters but the basic idea of peter pan is not mine of course it belongs 2 J.M Barrie also ma apologies if any misspelling missed me.