A/N: This is my first fanfic ever. I hope many will read it and don't hesitate to review, good or bad. I have no idea how popular my works will be so if you like it, please review. If you don't like it, and find it miserably boring and not worth the time to read, please tell me. I don't want to waste my time on something no one likes. So without further ado, The Decision.
Disclaimer: I don't own Peter Pan. I only own the Miller family. "Sigh"
The Decision
Across a background of glittering stars, a shadowy form streaked through the sky. Just as quickly a glowing yellow orb flitted beside him.
A sense of urgency filled the air.
We must hurry.
Tinkling bells caught his attention. The boy looked to the side all the while not slackening his pace.
"What is it, Tink?" More bells filled the void in space. The boy shook his head.
"I know, Tink. I've never run this far from Hook, either. But he has something I don't wish to get tangled in. Something evil. Something deadly."
"Mom, everyone else has a boyfriend at my age. All of the girls in school are going out. I see no reason as to why I -
"Well I do see young lady." Michelle Miller hit her fist against her daughter's desk.
"Illysa, you are simply too young to be going out on dates. Why are you so anxious to break your heart?"
I won't." Illysa sighed. "Mom, look. It's just going to be a bit of fun. Nothing physical. We won't even hold hands. Ok?" she looked up at her mother. "Please?"
Michelle looked thoughtfully at her daughter. Perhaps Illysa was right. It would just be a bit of fun. But then she remembered her first date. It was in eighth grade...
"Michelle, I'm so glad your parents let you come."
"I am too, Derek. Thanks for taking me out for ice cream."
"It's my pleasure. Now what kind do you want? Chocolate caramel fudge, Pistachio, maybe vanilla?"
Michelle took her time scanning the many varieties of ice cream before ultimately choosing her favorite: Mint chocolate chip.
Derek escorted her to a table in the ice cream parlor after they had both received their treats. They sat down and talked about school, bullies, and anything else a thirteen y/o might talk about. But what was important was they had fun.
He left me. Michelle thought sadly. After only three dates, he left me for another girl.
"No, Illysa. I'm sorry, but I cannot let you go and hurt yourself the way I was hurt at your age."
Illysa's hopeful smile disappeared and burst out with a cry of outrage. "Who Says I'll Be Hurt? No one guarantees that I'll be hurt. It's just imagination. You are taking away a good time just because you happened to be hurt by a guy? Well, I'll just say this. Craig is different. He'd never do anything to hurt me. He loves me."
"Honey my answer is no. Goodnight dear."
Illysa didnt take the time to answer. Crying, she sprawled out on her bed until she fell asleep.
Peter was scared. The fact he was scared scared him. He'd never been scared before in his life. But times were changing. Hook had discovered some secret that was massively superior to brute strength or even wit. Peter had seen the damage it had caused to Neverland. First, the crocodile died. Bloated stomach, dehydrated body, swollen tongue. The trees were disappearing at an alarming rate, and forest animals were found dead with the same symptoms by the Never River. Peter didn't have a clue as to what the problem was. He was vulnerable. And his vulnerability scared him.
Bells chimed close to Peter's ear. "What is it, Tink?"
More bells. Peter turned around.
"You're right Tink. Hook's gone. I suppose he got tired of chasing us. The old codfish." Peter grinned.
Tink smiled. Peter's cockiness was coming back, and she liked it.
"C'mon, Tink. Let's go to London. We can ask Wendy for help. She might know what to do. Besides, I'm really in need for a drink of wat- Aghhh!"
Through a cloud, a cannon ball ripped through space and went right between Peter and Tink. The impact pushed them apart. Tink screamed, her voice coming in discordant clangs. Peter said nothing. He was unconcious, hurtling towards the earth with alarming velocity.