Disclaimer: I don't own any of the Peter Pan characters; I really hope you can tell which are mine!! (If not you do not deserve to read my stories!!) Oh and id like to apologise in advance for my spelling errors! (im dyslexic)...(that realy should be easiet to spell!!)

She bounced the big red ball into the sand laughing as is covered her shoes more and more. She skipped over to the cement bouncing the ball as hard as she could to see just how hard it could go. She watched in slow motion as it hit a crack in the cement veering off it the right then bouncing wildly out of control. She chased it around the park but whenever she got close it would somehow change directions. She was about to give up when it rolled to a stop at the feet of a stranger. He leaned down slowly to picked up the ball, and held it out to her.

"Thank you" she mumbled trying to take the ball but he wouldn't let go.

"Would you like me to play with, you little girl?" He asked holding tight to it

"No" she said firmly looking at her feet

"Oh but I insist"

She looked up at him for the first time his mustache was thin, looking like just a wisp of hair on his upper lip. His hair was thinning in the back and was almost as black as his eyes, which held no warmth. His entire pointed face showed his cruel intentions. Scared Skylar let go of her once precious ball to find he was now holding her wrists with his cold hands.

"LET GO" she screamed trying to get away, pushing and kicking at him She stopped when he let go of one arm thinking he may have actually listened to her. But a cold thin sharp point that had been pressed to the back of her neck told her otherwise.

"If you do not yell or try to escape," he whispered, "I will not kill you". Now all of Skylar's life she had never thought of her as obedient and she was often described with selective hearing. As soon as the man had finished talking she lifted he arm, and bit his wrist till he bled.

He yelped and lost his grip on her and the knife. She ran as fast as her four year old legs would carry her screaming bloody murder as she tried to find help. She ran around the monkey bars but as she got to the slide she tripped in the sand.

The sight of the man coming at her with the knife held in front of him terrified her to a point where she could no longer think feel or move. She saw a sudden green blur and heard a thud. It had all happened so fast one moment the man was about to slit her throat the next he was lying on the ground unconscious. She quickly stood up and ran to the orphanage.

Skylar woke up suddenly, drenched in sweat and shaking. She wiped the tears from her face before getting up to see if she had woken up any of other girls in the room. Jealousy over came her as she saw them sleeping blissfully without a care in the world. She walked quietly into the bathroom, it the 

nightmare had come back the incident had happened nine years ago, the nightmares had stopped when she turned 10.

Splashing water on her face helped her calm down. It was only a dream she told herself. She looked at herself in the mirror. Her face was still a blotchy red from crying hardly an improvement from her unusually white color. Her chestnut brown hair was clinging to her face so she could hardly see her green eyes or the bright blur flecks inside them.

Her vision automatically looked to her self-proclaimed worst feature, her lips. She didn't care what the media thought in her opinion big lips were not pretty!! After wiping off her face she walked back into the warmth of her bed, but was unable to get to sleep. Her dream had shown her something new, what…or who was that green blur??

Ok so you really dont have to review it would be nice if you did but its not like im not gonna update unless you review a bunch of times (i HATE that) Im gonna keep writing and you cant stop me lol