Heey everyone! this is my first Peter Pan FanFic but I've read heaps so I hope its as good. I know it's a little short but they will get bigger as the story progresses Enjoy xx
Prologue
Neverland isn't like the fairy tales you are told as children. I mean sure, it's a beautiful place but it is also dangerous, more dangerous than is told. There is the giant crocodile that will hunt you down or the beautiful magical mermaids that will sweetly drown you, and then there is Captain Hook and the pirates which are the worst. They are like the pirates from the late 1600's who steal, murder, kidnap and rape. You see, every now and then, to have some fun, Captain Hook and his crew come down from Neverland to Earth and take a child. All the stories you hear of children disappearing while they are asleep in bed are true. Captain Hook takes them and if they are lucky, keeps them as slaves for his crew. If they are not lucky they are fed to the ticking crocodile, alive. Of course these acts are not random. He doesn't just pick a house and take a kid. No, he watches and waits for someone to catch his eye. Captain Hook is the shadow that seems to be watching you when you walk home or take out the rubbish. He watches you and then when you fall asleep and your defences are down he snatches you. And once you are stolen and taken to Neverland you are trapped because those missing children, they never come back, they are never found. Once in Neverland, always in Neverland. There is an upside to this story however because the really lucky children are saved. Peter Pan saves them. They become not the lost but the stolen children of Neverland. This is what happened to me.
Chapter 1
The parrot swooped down and landed on the fence post of my house. It had messy feathers and was missing a leg.
"Oh, you poor thing!" I'd always loved animals. "Did you hurt yourself in a fight." The bird squawked as if in answer. I edged closer and broke off a piece of the bread I was eating. "Here, you must be hungry." I pushed my hand towards the parrot. "Ow!" Blood seeped out of the cut in my finger. The parrot had bitten the ring finger on my right hand. "Stupid bird." I shooed it away and went pass the gate. As I was about to go in the door I heard the bird squawk again. I turned around and it was perched on the shoulder of an old man. He looked homeless. The man wouldn't stop staring at me and when I was inside I checked out the window and he was gone.
"Melanie, where have you been? You're exactly 23 minutes later than usual, I was about to call the police." My mum is a worry wart. She wouldn't let me out of the house it weren't for school and even then I have to be home within 15 minutes. Once I went to a friend's house after school and mother freaked because she didn't know where I was. But who can blame her, after what happened to my little brother.
"I just stopped at the bakery to get a bun don't worry." I waved the bun around as proof. Big mistake.
"What happened to your finger? Why is it bleeding?" She grabbed my hand and studied the scratch.
"I tried to feed a bird and it bit me." I shrugged, pulling my hand out of her hold. "No biggy."
"And what if it's infected! You could have rabies!"
"I don't have rabies! Just relax will you, it's only a scratch."
"Just go sterile it to get rid of any germs." I walked upstairs to the bathroom and washed my hand under some water. It was still bleeding and the blood ran into the drain. Studying the cut I noticed that it looked a bit like a jagged star. I thought it was pretty cool and I couldn't wait to show my friends at school the next day. I put on some sanitizing ointment and a band aid and went to my room. I did my homework and read my book. I loved reading and would stay up all night reading a good story. I guess that was what made me so tired for that's when I fell asleep.
They took me while I was sleeping. Snuck into my room, drugged me so I didn't wake up, put me in a bag and took me to Neverland. Five minutes later, my mum walked into my room and found me gone. I'd disappeared as well, just like my little brother, Tom, only he was found four days later, naked, beaten and dead. Turned out he had sneaked out to play with friends but on the way home he'd disappeared. That's about the time when dad left. They never found who took my brother, just like they will never solve the mystery of who took me. So imagine the situation my mum is in. Her son is murdered, her husband leaves her and now I'm gone and not coming back, and she has no one left.
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