Poor little Wendy Darling had no idea what trouble she was about to get into when she took the shadow's hand, and agreed to go to Neverland. The shadow had previously told her all about Neverland, of course, so Wendy knows that there are mermaids, no grownups, fairies, lost boys, and that you never have to grow old. What the shadow left out of his stories, however, was the fact that there was a certain Peter Pan on the island who had a strong dislike for girls like herself.
The shadow and the girl were just over Neverland when the shadow accidentally dropped her, straight down, crashing through multiple trees, to end up flopping into a pond. Coincidentally, Peter just happened to be nearby when her body splashed into the water so very violently. He let out a sigh and trudged through the deep water, to retrieve the body.
As usual, Peter had not been paying any particular attention to his surroundings; he only first recognized the body to be a girl when they were exiting the deeper water, and starting to near the beach. Scowling, he dropped her roughly onto the shore, snapping at her viciously, "You're not supposed to be here! You're a- you're a girl!"
Wendy was confused, to say the least. This did not look like the Neverland the shadow had told her about. There were no mermaids, and no fairies anywhere to be seen. Just that rude boy who was now looking at her distastefully. And trees. The same trees that caused the unfamiliar stings of pain all over her body. She pursed her lips and stood up, to find herself to be around an inch shorter than the blonde haired boy.
Meanwhile, a certain Peter Pan was growing quite angry with the current situation.
'This isn't supposed to be happening!' Pan thought as he watched the girl hoist herself up and squeeze the water out of her long hair, 'There's never been a girl here. And it should stay that way. They are too dangerous to have around, they could ruin my plan.'
"What are you doing in my Neverland, girl?" he folded his arms and glared at her.
Wendy was nothing but offended. Who did this boy think he was? "Your Neverland? It hardly belongs to you. It is for all children who never want to grow old, and who feel unloved and lost. Or at least that's what the shadow told me. So here I am."
Something inside of the devilish boy clenched when she mentioned the shadow. His shadow. The shadow that had never brought mistakes here to him.
"Besides," Wendy continued after the long silence, "Who are you anyways?"
The boy smirked his signature smirk, "I'm Peter Pan. Owner of this island, thank you very much. Who are you?"
"I'm Wendy. Wendy Darling. Now, can I stay here or not?"
Peter looked at her for a second, pausing. "Wait here."
"A girl? Here in Neverland? She has to be a mistake. Even if you said that she does feel unloved and lost." Felix, Peter's "right hand man", stuttered our when he was informed of their current Wendy predicament.
"That's the thing," Peter replied sternly, "I'm not sure if she's a mistake. The shadow brought her here. And I could tell that she did in fact feel unloved, nobody owns up to it like she did unless they're telling the truth."
"Then I guess she belongs here." Felix sighed, "With us."
"But," Peter continued, "The shadow didn't bring her straight to me like he did with the others. He sort of dropped her into the pond."
Felix pursed his lips, "We'd better keep her. If she does belong, like you said, and we send her back, the shadow will just go get her again. So there's no use in letting her go."
"She could ruin my plan though," Pan whined, "and we both know that I can't afford for that to happen."
"If only there was a way to contain her?"
A demonic smile made its way onto Peter's lips, as he redirected his line of vision to the cage that rested in the corner.
It was small, but still large enough for someone as tall as Felix to kneel in it. The cage was made out of sturdy branches, and a few lengths of rope and cloth to tie it together with. The lost boys had made it ages ago, just incase of a pirate invasion. But it would work perfectly for trapping a certain Wendy Darling in it.
Felix caught on immediately. "I see," he says slowly, "But how are you going to convince her to go in there? It sounds like she hasn't exactly taken a liking to you."
Pan smirked. "Hide and seek. Just do whatever's necessary to make sure she 'hides' inside of here. Lock it shut, and I'll do the rest."
