Ferryport Landing, the town inhabited with everafters, the town the Grimm's resided in. Ferryport Landing, the town that keeps the immortal trapped within a barrier. Peter had heard stories about the small town and it absolutely fascinated him. He was growing tired of Neverland, after hundreds of years of it being his home, there no longer held the adventures he craved. He was growing bored.
After Wendy had left, taking the Lost Boys with her Peter had plenty of adventures. He even came across more lost boys, there were plenty more. So much that eventually there were much to many. Peter decided to cut out the unnecessary ones. Eventually Peter's adventures were to much alike. After hundreds of years in Neverland Peter Pan had finally run out of ways to entertain himself.
After hearing of the challenge of Ferryport Landing Peter decided he and the Lost Boys were moving on to their newest adventure. They would cause mischief and mayhem and have many adventures there before accepting the greatest challenge of escaping the barrier and they would succeed. Peter was not one to lose, he refused to. "Lost Boy's! Pack up your things we are off to start a new adventure!" Peter crowed, and that's just what they did.
Once they arrived in Ferryport Landing they did as Peter said they would. They had caused a lot of troubles for the town irritating giants, slaying the occasional dragon, and terrorizing many of the citizens. Everafters and humans both. To the humans they were nothing more than a bunch of rowdy children.
Over the years many of the lost boys as most boys do, became to old for Peters liking so once again he cut out the Lost Boys that were no longer necessary until no more than three remained:Griffith, Quint, and Clovis. They were the youngest of the Lost Boys so they had been given the pleasure of staying by Peter's side longer.
One day as Peter and his merry band of lost boys were out wandering the forest, Peter had come across a peculiar scene. He had seen an old friend of his, or he thought he had. He had been with a young girl she seemed to be upset about something, they were in the middle of a spat. But it couldn't have been...His old friend had been much shorter and younger.
Unlike his lost boys this boy also did not age so he had decided that it could not possibly be him. Peter had dismissed the thought and was about to rejoin the Lost Boys, who hadn't noticed that Peter had stopped. But then the girl let out a shrill shriek,catching his attention again.
"PUUCCKK!" the shriek was followed by an all to familiar cackle. To large pink wings sprouted out of his back and he shot into the air, laughing at the girl below.
She was covered in a mysterious green goo that she hadn't been moments ago. Peter no longer had a doubt in his mind that the boy he was just seen was none other than Puck.
Peter was both amazed and infuriated at the fact that the boy had seemed to be growing up. Had he truly began the one adventure that the both of them had sworn off? He was doing the one thing that Peter just couldn't bring himself to do. Puck had started to grow up, all because of some girl? Peter scowled his pride bruised, he refused to allow Puck to be better in any way. He wasn't allowed to take the ultimate adventure and leave Peter looking like a coward. He couldn't let his lost boys find out such a thing!
Peter looked back at the girl with a scowl on his face, it was all her fault. She's the reason his favorite play toy is going to leave him in childhood alone. Peter couldn't have that, they only just reunited. He was going to find a way to stop him. His only rival was going to disappear soon enough, it was to much fun to let him go. Peter gave the girl one last look before flying off to catch up with the boys. They would concoct a plan once they got to the lair. Peter was determined to win. He always is.