Here is the next chapter!

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SORRY: for any spelling or grammar mistakes. I suck at english even though its my first language so I am apologising in advance just in case something slipped by me.

Sexist teenage boys

Anica jumped slightly when she heard a twig snap to the far right of her. Tamara and Greg seemed to notice too and stepped towards the source of the noise.

"Who is there?" asked Greg

A group of boy's ages 10-19 led by one with a clock over is face entered the clearing.

"We're home office" the leader boy replied is a somewhat mocking tone.

"Home office is a bunch of teenagers?" asked Greg as if he couldn't believe what he just said.

"There not a bunch of teenagers" said Henry shakily, "There the lost boys."

"Would you look at that?" Mocked the boy. He pulled his hood off to show his ghostly pale blonde hair and nasty looking scar that stretched from the top of his nose to just under his left eye.

"What do you want?" Asked a slightly disgusted Tamara.

There was a long silence before the boy decided to speak.

"We want the boy" he paused his eyes glancing over and settling on me. "And the bitch."

"Excuse me" Anica interjected "I don't think I heard you correctly. Did you just call me a bitch?"

He looked at me again a smirk forming on his lips "Bitch, slut or whore at the end of the night their all the same to me."

She started shaking with anger who was he and what gave him any right to call her any of those awful names. "You fricken sexist bastard who do you think you are?" She screamed.

He just looked at her with those ugly grey eyes of his and she automatically came to one conclusion, she hated him with a fiery passion.

"Pan's gonna like this one" The boy said to his pack.

"That's enough," said Tamara, "You can have the boy and the girl but first the plan for destroying magic and for getting home."

"Who said anything about destroying magic?" He replied in a casual voice. "Or going home?"

"You tricked us" Said Greg stunned

"Don't think of it like that" The boy mused "Think of it as merely being used for the greater good."

There was another silence.

"Now lets make this easy shall we?" He said, "Hand them over."

"You're not getting the kids." Stated Tamara pulling Henry and Anica behind her.

"Sure we are." he smirked as an evil glint appeared in his eyes. "They where Pan's the moment you set foot on this island."

A giant black thing flew down from the sky and grabbed Greg. It was pitch black and leapt like a panther but it was see through it looked like a-a shadow...

...

I looked up at the boy beside me. There was a boy, he had beautiful green eyes and tousled dirty blond hair. He was really... hot.

"What are you thinking about Anica?" he asked.

Oh god. He has a British accent and he was beautiful. What could be better?

"Anica?"

"Its nothing Peter" said a voice. Her voice. And it sounded really upset.

What's going on?

"Its just" Anica sighed "Why did you rip off your shadow?"

"To become more powerful of course. I want to protect you. Having my shadow obey my every command is another layer of power." Said the boy.

"Didn't it hurt?" She asked.

Peter chuckled darky "more than I ever want you to know, but it's for the best."

"I don't want to be the one who causes you pain..."

...

She opened her eyes to face a blinding light. She felt really dizzy as well. Wait. Was she moving? Lifting her head up to glance at her surroundings she realized that she was slung across one of the lost boys backs. Did he think she was a sack of flour or something?

Anica decided to let it slide this time. She pretended to still be sleeping so she could think about what she had just seen. Who was that boy and how did she know him. After looking at him she had felt immediately drawn to his presence. She almost craved it. Also how was this boy related to Neverland? She was sure that his voice was the same as the third boy's voice from her other dream/memory thing.

"Hey you," She demanded smacking the lost boy in the back of his clumped brown-haired head. "What the hell happened?"

He ignored her, which made her even madder.

"Hey," She said again hitting him on his shoulder, but much harder. "I was talking to you. Answer me."

"Be quiet girl I'm not supposed to talk to you." He replied in a monotone voice.

She looked around again. Noticing that he was the only boy here. They were alone...

"Where's Henry?" I asked

The boy was silent for a few moments before saying, "He is getting taken care of by Pan personally."

"What does that mean? That is not exactly an answer. Who's Pan?"

"That is none of your concern girl," he stated like it was some sacred unwritten rule that she had clearly, missed.

He stopped abruptly and threw me onto the ground.

"Ow what the heck was that for?" She yelled rubbing her butt.

"You have legs girl, you can walk on your own."

"Okay then." She said getting up, "I'll just be on my way if you will excuse me-" She broke out into a run. Her escape plan activating. Whoever was in charge was really stupid only sending one boy to take her wherever they were going. Did this 'Pan' think she wouldn't try to escape?

"Try to catch me now you sexist male" she yelled happily over her shoulder as she ran freely though the forest.

After awhile the landscape seemed to blend together. Tree after tree looked that same. Wait. Didn't she just pass that one to her left? She stopped, deciding that after a full hour of running she needed a break. You never know haw truly fit you are until you are running in a forest from a sexist teenage boy. Quite frankly she had impressed herself with her mad running ability.

Anyway, she needed to find a way to get back to Henry. The poor thing was probably scared out of his mind. These boys where positively barbaric.

Deciding that the boy was most likely catching up by now she set off again trying to find either Henry or his family. They were probably on their way by now. Maybe taking Hook's ship, if he would cooperate that is.

She had been walking for a few minuets when she stumbled upon a clearing. In the middle of the clearing was a small makeshift cottage.

People! she thought excitedly.

"Hello? Is anyone home?" she called

There was no reply.

"Hello?" She asked again taking some cautious steps closer.

Nothing happened so she walked up to the cottage and knocked on the door. Again no one answered so she opened the door and stepped inside. It was a cozy little place made of bamboo with a palm tree leaf roof. Nothing on the inside really stood out. There was a little table and a chair, also a small cupboard that held wooden cutlery, bowls and plates. In another room there was a bed. It looked so comfortable and inviting that she hopped in and fell asleep.

...

"WHO ARE YOU" screamed a small woman as she pushed Anica out of the bed and pinned her on the wall, holding a small dagger to Anica's neck.

"AHH" Anica yelled

"Your not a lost boy" the woman inquired taking a small step back and removing the knife from her neck.

"No shit Sherlock" Anica said while rubbing the back of her head.

"Your a girl. What are you doing here?" The woman questioned.

"What did it look like I was doing?" Anica asked sarcastically

"Not sleeping in my bed" Clarified the woman "On Neverland."

"I don't know what I'm doing here. I was kidnaped and taken here by people who wanted to destroy magic."

"What do you mean by 'wanted'?"

"I think their dead" Anica replied

"Oh" The woman said softly, "How?"

"It was a Shadow, or well it looked like a shadow." Anica stated

There was and awkward pause until she spoke "It was Pan's shadow."

"Who are you?" Anica asked suddenly

"Tinkerbelle, but you can call me Tink." Tink replied

"Anica" I said extending my hand.

Tink shook it then pulled away. "Sorry about earlier, I though you where Pan."

"Its ok." She said

Tink sat down on the bed and motioned for Anica to sit too, so she did.

"Who's Pan?" She questioned

Tink's eyes bulged "You don't know who Pan is?"

"No I don't."

"He's the ruler of Neverland. He also has magic making him extremely dangerous. He has quite a temper as well, most people who cross him never live to tell the tale." Tink Explained

"Sounds like a pretty freaky guy" Anica speculated

"He is. Another few things are that he has this huge ego, smirks so much you just want to slap him and his damn eyebrows move too much when he talks."

Anica burst out laughing. "H-his eyebrows move too much when he talks? That's hilarious!"

"Its not funny its the truth." Tink said in a very serious way.

"Your so funny Tink" She grinned again before almost falling off the bed.

They talked and talked for hours until they both felt really tired. Since it had been a really hard day for her Tink insisted that Anica take the bed while Tink slept on the floor with some extra blankets. Anica protested for a while before finally giving in.

Sleep came easily that night, and along with it another memory of this mystery boy Peter.

Felix why you gotta be such a dick? He's so rude to poor Anica. Goodbye awkward ducklings. Rate & Review!