::Disclaimer and better Summary::
I do NOT own Peter Pan, none of the movies, books, games and shows. I am a simple fan with a simple vision of my own. However, this fanfic does have a character that belongs to me and will eventually be put into one of my novels so please take consideration if you like the character too much. This fanfic is about Peter Pan leaving his home island in Neverland to look for adventure. His home, now at peace, he takes on a journey towards the other islands in Neverland and comes to one that has an adventure that will change his life. Wanting to escape the pain and loneliness Wendy has left him in he comes across a war with creatures he didn't think existed in Neverland until now. Will he be able to escape his past? His feelings for Wendy? And stop a war that has been existing for hundred years?
Prologue:
I landed on the ledge of the old brick building next to the window of the nursery room, the sky dark and littered with stars. No one in the city below was awake and around the wall, the window was shut with only the faint glow of candlelight shining through. Two beds were missing on either side of the room, the only one remaining being the one that once belonged to Wendy, but the sight of her beneath the covers no longer met my eyes; there is another. My heart was racing, aching from how quickly it pounded beneath my chest because all I could see in my mind was her, now aged and with a man at her side, her husband. The man that took my place.
For years, I've came to this very window and watched Wendy and the Lost Boys grow, those years aging me very little, but enough to know that coming back hurt each time and going back to Neverland was just as painful.
The door to the nursery opened and I stepped out of sight, hiding behind the wall. After a few seconds, I peeked around the corner to see the much older Wendy tucking in her daughter, a man standing in the doorway watching them both fondly. I felt frozen, my mind scrambled with thoughts of hurting that man, my hand subconsciously moving to the hilt of my blade. I wanted to take Wendy away again, but out adventures will never be the same.
I could feel the sadness in my heart and it felt the same as it did the night I left them all, but this time I was leaving this window for good. Closing my eyes, I listened to our childish laughter for the last time.
"Goodbye Wendy." I whispered before stepping back off of the ledge, taking flight into the night air and heading for the second star on the right.
