Thrice Upon a Time
Volume 1
:The Boy Who Ages Once Again:
Peter's P.O.V.-
"Yeah right," Hook snarled. He stared at me with his dark eyes, and an unamused look washed over his face. He lifted his boot off of my back, and I gasped frantically for air. Getting quickly to my knees has continued, "I'm not heartless, go. But I'm not letting you ever leave Neverland." He grabbed my shirt and pulled me closer to his face. "Got it?" he spat.
I nodded, and stumbled back as he let me go. I was speechless. I was hopeless. I couldn't move any longer, my legs felt heavy. Two men came towards me at Hook's command.
"Drag him away." Hook ordered. The men dragged me off of the ship, almost effortlessly. Was I really this pathetic? I slowly reached for my small dagger on my belt. Right as the men were letting my go I stabbed the one on the left in the leg and ran. I heard the man scream in pain in the distance, but I just kept running. What happened to me? I am usually so sure of my self . . . I hate to admit it, but I'm always so conceded and selfish. Why was I so weak? That's when the pain hit me.
I screamed out loud. The pain in my chest became unbearable, and I fell to the ground. It was clod and wet, and my hands were gripped tightly next to my chest. I lost all feeling in my limbs, and everything was slowly getting dark. I felt a sting in head, creating a strong headache. I cringed and wished the pain would only end. My heart was pounding and . . . I . . .
"PETER!" the curator yelled at me. I looked back at him and stuck my tongue out.
"Try to catch me!" I yelled, jumping off of the desk and sprinted around the corner. I slid down the hall, making more turns left and right.
"Hey Tink!" I called. Tinkerbell flew out of my pocket. The tinkering of fairly language answered my call.
"What can I do to help?" Tinkerbell asked.
"Can you fly ahead of me to light the path?"
"Of course"
"Thanks Tink!"
"I wonder what Wendy will think of this," I said as I held the stolen necklace to my face.
"You ass." Tinkerbell snarled at me. I ignored her rude comment and kept running. As I ran out the door, leading to the out side, I jumped. As I started to fly, I did a flip in the air. I laughed as I flew away.
"Onward to Neverland!" I called out behind me to Tink. She caught up to me fast, and held on to my shirt. She climbed on to my shoulder, and sat down. I thought to myself, "Second to the right, and straight on till morning." They may not be real directions, but they always remind me of Wendy. It's true, I may have had a thing for her. It drives Tinkerbell crazy. I don't get her problem. I spun once again in the air as Tinkerbell left a sprinkle of pixie dust behind. As we landed, we were once again in Neverland. I met up with the Lost Boys as soon as we got back.
"Peter, you're back!" Tootles exclaimed. I held up the necklace, and they all pitched in oohs and ahs.
"Wow Peter, you're amazing!" Nibs said. Slightly gave a disgusted look.
"I could have done it slightly better." He boasted. We all gave a sigh, of course we all expected him to try and top me. We just let it go though.
"Boys, I'm going to go visit Wendy. I'll be back later." I said.
"Awww C'mon." They all complained in unison. I patted their heads and dashed out of there. After all, my shadow did need mending. I flew away, Tinkerbell following me. She wasn't too pleased of where we were going, but she tagged along anyway.
We came up to the Darling's house, only one light was on. The rest of the house was silent and dark I flew up to Wendy's window, and let myself in. I sat down on Wendy's bed. She was so peaceful sleeping there. I stroked her hair, and she woke up.
"Peter" she spoke softly. My mind soon began to blank, and everything went black.
"Oh goodness, you're awake." I looked around. I was in a wooden cabin, and a boy was hovering over me. No, he wasn't exactly a boy, but he didn't look like a grown up to me. I was sprawled on a couch, my hair was pulled back and there was a damp cloth placed neatly on my forehead. A blanket was placed around my body. He smiled at me, as I stared, trying to figure out what had happened. My heart then skipped a beat. I wasn't . . . No, I couldn't be. I slowly sat up. I looked, and saw that the clothes I had been wearing were too tight, and my limbs were much longer. I gasped at what I saw, and in shock I layed back down. Then I spoke to this guy:
"Where . . . Am I?"
AN: Hello! I'm Lavi. Please, I really appreciate comments, and I am only an amateur at writing, so please review! This was actually a short chapter compared to what I'm used to writing, so I will definitely write more. If I don't get any reviews, I might decide to not continue based on how popular it is. Thanks for reading! ~GHLavi
