Chapter 1
The cold air whipped around the tall jungle trees. Snow coated the thick trunks and once green leaves began to shrink and coil into a most gloomy brown. If one was to go walking amongst the dark and sinister underbrush of the Neverland forests you may observe the savage footprints of the residents scattered across the frost covered floor. Creatures of all shapes and sizes live in the land that never changes. They would dance and sing and have most wonderful adventures. But that was then, and this is now. For the lands of Never have been plagues with the most deadliest of poisons. It cannot be seen, nor touched, but it is felt by all who dwell in this foul palace. This feeling is that of despair. It curls along the shorelines and creeps like a deadly fog through the lands from Peg-leg point to the dreaded Skull Rock. This despair not only winds its way through the mountains and valleys of the lands but also into the hearts and souls of the beasts that live among it. At this point you may be wondering what caused this frightful tragedy. How was despair allowed to mould the Neverland into such a cruel and dark place?
It started as all Neverlandish stories begin; with a boy. A boy who feared the hushed conversations of his mother and father and there hopes of his future man hood. A boy who ran away. Ran into the open arms of a place called Neverland. She was all he ever wanted. She was a mother, a friend, a worrier and a shining reminder of the joys of Never having to grow old. She promised him all he desired and attended to his every whim. Yet he grew lonely living with nothing but his Neverland for company. So she cried and in her tears the first fairies where made. At the sight of Peter's joy for these new beings she clapped her hands with glee. The winds from her applause brought a ship brimmed with bloodthirsty pirates. Peter was overjoyed at his new gift and proceeded to slice the sails of the pirate ship making the pirates red with rage. At which point the Neverland laughed and the sound made the mountains crack. From this crack appeared the first Indians to inhabit the island and a group of little boys adorned in animal hides. That night, while Peter lay sleeping in the house he made in a tree in the heart of the forest, the Neverland sang to him. These notes attracted legendary wildlife towards the kingdom. Mermaids, beasts, birds and a particularly large crocodile took refuge in the paradise of Neverland. Everything was perfect for both Peter and his beloved realm.
Many years passed and the Neverland flourished. Until one late afternoon Peter approached the Neverland nervously. "I'm lonely" he said hesitantly. The Neverland was stunned. She had given him all he had wished for. Yet he still wanted more. What could he possibly desire? Then she understood. It was the one thing that she could never give him. Although he did not understand in his innocent youthful form Peter Pan craved companionship. So that night she made a deal with Peter. Every ten years Peter shall be allowed to return to the main land and choose a girl of his age to accompany him back to the mainland. If she chooses to stay she shall live forever young with Peter in the Never Neverland. "But," she had told him, "You must look after these young ladies, they cannot die on Neverland soil. If one is to die here I will add one year onto your life. This is my final word Peter". "That's crazy!" Peter protested, "I would never let anything happen to a lady".
Years passed and Peter waited eagerly and upon the anniversary of the arrangement Peter, accompanied by a young fairy, flew away to the Mainland to find a companion. The Neverland hurt every second of every day that her boy was away from her. She could not guess how long he was absent but soon enough he returned with a young girl named Christianna. They played and frolicked on the island for many a night. But Peter soon grew board of her and escorted her home swiftly. Each decade the account repeated itself. After Christianna the Neverland saw an Elizabeth, Mary, Alice, Sylvia, Louise and a dozen more. That was until he met her. As soon as she arrived the island knew something was different. Of course there was the obvious distinction of her two younger brothers amongst them but there was a certain lightness that she had Never seen in Peter before. But as the Neverland knew, every girl longs in her heart to become a woman. So to Peter Pans dismay; Wendy Darling left him.
Neverland was pleased that Wendy had left. Though she chastised herself for even considering her own happiness over her darling Peters. He had loved her and she knew that. But she also loved him and she knew that she could never truly love Wendy as her own. Neverland waited anxiously waiting Peters return. She knew he would be upset but in all her years of being could not have foreseen what he would do.
His anger bit into the lands like a savage fiend. Swallowing everything in its path. The inhabitants of the island ran and hid in fear. Terrified of the wonderful Prince of Neverland. Any creature still alive went into hiding. The Neverland was now a dangerous place.
The Neverland could not control Peter and his rampant destruction and could not repair his damage as fast as he inflicted it and so, fearing for her own safety. She closed herself off. Retreating inside herself to the bottom of the ocean in the hopes that her once loving Prince would come back to her again…..