1Dear fan fiction readers: this is my first story ever! I'm probably going to end up revising this but I just had to get the first chapter out there.
She looked different. Peter Pan held back a tear as he crouched beside the outside of the nursery window. His Wendy, the one who had given him her thimble, the one who was a mother to his lost boys, had gone and grown up... He turned around facing the sky. As he bit his lower lip hard he let the tear roll down his tanned and somewhat dirty cheek. He flew up into the star lit sky and whistled for his fairy Tinkerbell to come on. "No I was not crying!,"he blurted out after Tinkerbell spoke to him in her bellish voice. Peter's momentary grief over Wendy started to wear off as he made his way back to Never land. He knew how things worked. He would soon lose his obsession with the lovely story teller and move on to some other adventure. But this time something was off. It had to do with the way Wendy had affected him. In the corner of his mind he realized he would never forget her...
Someone else in Never land never forgot Ms. Darling either. This person also knew she was Peter's weakness and that he could use her against the everlasting boy. A brilliant plan was forming in his head as he released his gleaming hook from the sharpening wheel.TBC