DISCLAMER: I do not own Peter Pan nor do I profit from this story.
The night wore, the endless sky stretching beyond the naked eye's view. Stars sprinkled against god's black blanket. Peter stared hard at the night sky for what may be his last time. The blood of his comrades, the Lost Boys, mingled with the finally settled dust.
"Give up boy," Hook's voice said with its common menace. Did he have another choice? His blue eyes searched for another answer, some other option. "No," his defiant answer earned him another kick to the ribs. He was alone. No one was going to come and help him. And it was the same for him too; he had no one left to save.
Could he fight any longer? Red hair crusted with dried brown blood collected dirt as it dragged against the ground. His dagger yards away. "Two choices," Hook's mercy was sadistic in its own way, "Live or die. Live and you join my crew or rot here for all the little fairies to watch." A light ringing sound appeared in the background, Tink's own little contribution in the deal. Peter could feel Hook's heavy footsteps approaching him.
He could smell the rum, the cigars and most of all the evil. He turned away, Hook's eyes boring into him. "Answer me boy." Another flicker of blood drained out of Peter and he shut his eyes. The silver flash of Hook's sword glimmered in the darkness. The blade was driving deeper into his flesh. A flash of blue met the other's blue-eyed gaze.
"L-Live," Peter faintly whispered. The trees were weeping; he could almost hear them, their invisible tears melting into the sandy terrain. The mermaids were certainly throwing a fit but their tantrums were unheard of for they were underwater and could never have came to Peter's aid. Their only thoughts were, 'How would they live without their Prince?' How could any one on Never Land live without their Peter? He was all of them. He was the young Indian running wild in the open plains, or the old Chief protecting the younger ones from danger. He was the playful Nymphs. He was the wise oak tree. And now he was a pirate.
I just felt like writing a Peter Pan fic, so this is on a trial bases. I'm not exactly sure where this is going, haven't made a story outline yet. I usually write longer chapters (like three times this) but we shall see where how this goes.
Please review and I might continue with this story.
