I know I said I wouldn't be updating till next week. But I couldn't wait... Prologues are short so yeah, I made it. Leave me some feedback :D
Prologue
Love finds you in the strangest places, and hope clings to us in the nooks and crannies we never think to look.- Shelly Crane
She was gone.
Peter stared at the empty sky, the stars peppering the darkness.
Every night, after an unsuccessful day, he came to sit on the rock and looked at the sky. The same sky Cheri fell from the day she was brought to Neverland. The same sky she looked at before her heart was ripped out. The same sky they made love under. The same sky to darkest being wrenched her innocent heart from her chest. The same sky under which she died, and came back to life. The same sky under which she forgot Peter Pan.
Nobody really forgot Peter Pan. He could tamper with people's memories, but they always had the feeling that someone had been around. A vague figure in the corners of their brains. A smile, a scent, a word. Never a whole, vivid memory. Just a thought. But to Cheri, he had been literally pulverized from her memory. Wiped clean.
It wasn't supposed to happen like that. She was supposed to wake up and cling to him, tell him she loved him. She was supposed to have this darkness growing under her skin like mold, but still be able to look at Peter, not through him.
It's like Peter's heart had made up a story in her head. She was Cheri Regan, her parents had died when she was a baby. But she couldn't remember anything before coming to Neverland. Her arrival was a blur. She would never speak of it, lash out at anyone who tried to pry anything from her. The Boys, whom had grown fond of her, now feared her. She was tyrannic, mean, loud, ordering and merciless. She was exactly like Peter had been before he took his heart out.
Whenever he would confront her, try to make her see who she was, she would close up and snap her magic at him. He would lose every time. She was even immune to any form of reminder. She lived in the cabin, without any reoccurring memories.
After the Boys got over being scared, they became like pocket dogs. Wherever she went, they followed. They followed her on her adventures, her hikes, her fights. They were like a wolf pack, forgetting their previous alpha. They knew ignoring and arguing her wasn't going to make her come back, so they opted for the easy way out; they encouraged the darkness.
And every day, Peter had to look at Felix's reproachful eyes. He had enough with Cheri's glassy, empty, smug look, and now he had to face Felix and the guilt he evoked in the boy king.
Peter was slowly crumbling. The life of Neverland was slowly dying, and if Peter didn't find a solution soon, the whole of the island would be engulfed in darkness.
So yeah ;) Tell me what ya think :D
