Hello there. This is my first Attempt at Hunger Games fanfiction. I'm very excited. This story is a sort of cross over between HG and Peter Pan. With Peeta being Peter and Katniss in a Wendy-ish role. I'm posting this chapter and the second one at the same time and the other updates will come sometime in the next week. I have all but finished this story so It will be completed. So I hope you enjoy:)

"Katniss!" I hear my mother yell pulling me from my day-dream. "Katniss, please come down stairs."

I sigh, getting up off my bed and heading towards the stairs. I have a feeling I know what my mother is calling me down to talk about. I just turned sixteen and am now expected to court a worthy young man. Someone who my parents see as marrying material. They're worried though. Since I was thirteen I have been madly in love with Peeta Mellark, the boy who would never grow up.

Three years ago my parents decided I was too old to be sleeping in the nursery with my sister and brother. They said the fanciful adventure stories I told them were for children and were going to rot my siblings brains. It was apparently time that I grew up.

That night the most amazing thing happened. I awoke to see a boy close to my age crying as he tried to get his shadow to stick. After I sewed his shadow back on he offered me an escape from the pressures of growing up. He took me, my sister Prim, and my young brother Michael to Neverland, the most beautiful wonderful place in existence.

While in Neverland, we met Indians, mermaids, and faeries. We fought pirates and defeated the evil Captain Hook, freeing Neverland from his tyranny forever. I also got my first kiss. A kiss that helped Peeta get the strength and courage to rise up and defeat his enemy.

It's a moment I'll never forget. I have never felt more wonderful in all my life. But the moment was bitter-sweet because I knew that deep down I wanted to grow up and marry one day. I wanted to be kissed everyday. So I made the most difficult decision of my life and came home. But everyday I think about Peeta and that kiss.

My face drops the moment I hit the bottom of the stairs and see Gale Hawthorne. We had been friends when we were younger, but following my return from Neverland we drifted apart.

"What are you doing here?" I ask.

"Katniss, don't be so rude to Mr. Hawthorne, he's our guest." My mother says.

"It's fine Mrs. Everdeen really." He says. "Hello Katniss."

"Hi, Gale. Excuse my rudeness, but what are you doing here?"

"Um, well, actually..." He starts.

"I invited him here." I turn and watch as my stepfather enters the room.

I really hate this man. He was my father's cousin, which is why my mother's last name didn't change. The moment my father's death had been announced to the family he swooped in offering my mother comfort and what I assume she thought was love in her time of need. Six months later, he was my stepfather.

He's a callous brute. He thinks much to highly of himself. He laughs and refers to my stories of Neverland as "poppycock". My father never did such a thing. Upon my return, he apologized for being so pushy and told me he wasn't ready for me to grow up.

With these thought's running through my mind, I turn to my stepfather and say, "Why did you invite him here?"

"He shall be joining us for dinner, Katniss. He was the first man to step up as a potential suitor." My stepfather says.

I grimace. I do not wanna marry Gale Hawthorne, but I suppose as far as suitors around here go, I could do a lot worse. So I place a phony smile on my face, grab Gale's arm, and walk with him to the dinner table.

The dinner chit-chat is mediocre at best. My stepfather and Gale talk about the work they do at the bank, with my mother and I throwing in our two cents now and again. I am staring at the clock willing for dinner to be over when Gale stands up, shaking my stepfather's hand, and placing a gentle kiss on my mother's cheek. He holds his palm out to me and helps me up from my seat, as I escort him to the door.

"I hope you weren't too bored at dinner tonight, Katniss." Gale says with a knowing smirk.

"Well how could anyone be bored listening to men talk about the wonders of banking." I reply.

Gale gives me a sad smile.

"Well it was really good to see you again, Katniss. I hope you at least consider my offer. I could give you the world."

I just nod as he walks out the door. I don't want to hurt his feeings, but really I can't see myself married to him. I don't think I could marry anyone but Peeta. Not for the first time since my return I feel myself regretting my decision to leave Neverland.

I tell my mother goodnight and head to my room, my thoughts swirling around the prospect of having to marry someone I really won't love. I lay in my bed thoughts of Peeta lulling me to sleep.

BANG.

I awake with a jolt, jumping from my bed to see what caused the starteling sound that pulled me from my dreams. There, on the floor by my bed, I see his mess of blonde hair. My heart jumps to my throat. It isn't possible; he can't have come back after all these years.

But then his clear blue eyes meet my sterling silver ones and I know.

"Peeta," I whisper, "is it really you?"

He looks at me for a second, almost like he's confused. "Katniss? You look different."

"Well it's been three years, Peeta. I'm older now." I say. But then I look at his face and notice it seems almost older to but I attribute that to the poor lighting casting strange shadows on his face.

"Oh," is all he replies.

"Peeta, what are you doing here?" I ask.

"I need your help, Katniss. I'm sorry, I didn't know who else to ask. But there's terrible trouble in Neverland. The children they're vanishing. I can't beat him, Katniss. I can't." He looks exhausted, which is something I've never seen in him before. He is the embodiment of youth, of energy, of innocence.

"Who, Peeta?" I question him.

"Snow. He's vile, Katniss. Hook had nothing on this monster. I need your help. Please come back to Neverland with me. "

The look on his face has me sold. I could never deny him anything. "Of course I'll come back to Neverland with you Peeta. But I don't understand, how is he making the children in Neverland disappear."

"He takes their youth, turns them into adults. And uses their youth to fuel himself. It makes him strong, unbelievably so. He's even gotten to me, Katniss."