Neverland is dying, he knew that much and if Neverland was dying then he was infact dying also. After all he was connected to the magical island in more ways than one. It was only matter of time before the island gave out before Henry's magic could save it. In the moment he knew that he was going to die, he gave permission to every single living person, creature or whatever else that draws breathe on the island to leave. Maybe this was his very last act of kindest that he could do to redeem himself before he's gone forever or he just does not want anyone to see him dying especially his lost boys and his star.

Oh, his lovely star, Molly.

How cruel fate was to him. He wanted to spend forever with her along with the lost boys, but he knew it was only matter time before Neverland is gone forever with him.

"Peter…" He faintly heard Molly called out for him. He chuckled at himself, this is probably Neverland way trying to comfort him in the moments of his dying state. The island wanted to give him something so he wouldn't be so lonely in his death.

"Peter, Oh Peter…" He felt his body moved softly to the ground and have his head laid down on her lap.

"Neverland must know that I wanted to see Molly in my last moments…" Peter said to himself as he closed his eyes to somehow ease the pain he felt.

"Neverland did not bring up the illusion me, Peter. It is really me." Peter's eyes opened quickly and looked above himself to see Molly with a sad small beautiful smile as the tears from her eyes started to leave and leave trails on her pale cheeks.

"Molly, you stupid girl, Why are you here? Leave Neverland or you will perish with it. I do not want to know that my only star will dead here. I gave you and everyone else permission to leave."

"Pe-"

"LEAVE!" Peter shouted, but quickly regretted it as the pain grew more intensely. Molly shook her head and lean her forehead against his. Molly felt Peter sighed peacefully.

"I cannot leave you here knowing you will die alone, I forbid that. No matter how cruel you have grown to become…you're still my joyous Peter Pan who lives on adventure. You don't deserve to die alone." Molly whispered as she lightly kissed his forehead.

"And I cannot live with myself knowing your life will be cut short because of me. " Peter quietly said as he drew a harsh breath. He quietly whispered something else and shut his eyes tighter.

"Peter, what did you sa-" Molly felt herself being lifted up higher and higher. She instantly got scared knowing that Peter's shadow picked her up.

"Take her to Hook's ship and stay with her..."

"Peter, please no, don't! Let me stay here with you! PLEASE." Peter had to control his emotion in front of her. Molly needed to leave, she needs to leave and grow old with a family. He chuckled cruelly to himself. Never in his entire life would he thought he would say that.

"Goodbye, my darling star…" He whispered quietly as he heard Molly's shouting growing quieter and quieter.

This was it, this was the end.

Grow old, my darling star.

Hello! I do hope you enjoy this first story I wrote. I'm still getting used to this site and how to edit stories and stuff, haha.