A/N: Here's chapter 2! Enjoy! Same as chapter 1 anything in plain Italics is Peter talking and anything in "Italics with quotation marks" is Pan talking.

Peter

The water was unusually cold instead of being in its traditionally warm state.

"Because the mermaids aren't here the island doesn't see a reason to keep this area warm."

Gee I would've never guessed, I thought as I swam deeper into the cold darkness.

"Hey, I was just letting you know…" I inwardly shook my head and kept swimming. The mermaids always responded when I played my pipes, but since they were too far away to hear them, the next best thing to get their attention was to put my life on the line. Neverland mermaids have a connection to the island and the waters around it. That's how they always know what is going on around here. I'm hoping they'll sense my attempted drowning and react before I embark on my biggest adventure yet.

"I'm not so sure, but hey it'll be fun."

I'm glad you have courage in me.

"Hey I already told you what I would prefer to be doing."

I thought we were thinking of this as a game?

"Yeah a game where if you loose you die, that's so fun."

To die would…

"Yeah, yeah, yeah I know your saying. None of the others had a motto to live by, they just listened to me."

And look where they ended up. The spirit was quiet. I didn't regret saying it, it was about time I started doing the things I wanted to do. The Pan spent centuries doing things the way it wanted to and each time ended up killing my predecessors. It was time for a change to permanently take place, and I'm glad it started with Wendy.

One minute Peter had flown up in the sky and the next he's attempting to kill himself. This concept made Wendy confused beyond belief as she stared still in shock at the unmoving water.

"Why is he doing this?" she questioned to no one in particular.

"To send distress signals to the mermaids," Nibs explained. "The mermaids have connections with what goes on here on the island and in its surrounding waters. It's the only way to reach them if they aren't close by." The news didn't comfort her one bit.

"When is he to come up for air?"

"He won't," Curly added. "That would defeat the purpose. He has to be near death in order for the signals to be sent."

"So what we sit here and wait while he drowns himself?" John asked bewildered that Peter would go through such measures for something he considered to be an adventure. The lost boys just nodded as they took a seat near the water's edge. John cast a worried look to his sister shocked that the boys around them were so casual about the circumstance. Wendy only shrugged in defeat and went back to looking for any signs of her daredevil in the water.

"How much longer are we going to play this so called game?"

Bored already?

"Well there's not much to look at considering you're the only living thing in these cold waters."

Why don't you tell me about your past?

"No." Peter sighed knowing asking about that was a lost cause. The Pan never revealed anything that involved the original king and queen of the fairies; its creators, its parents. As much as Peter wanted to know about everything the Pan had experienced since its creation, he knew better than to ask.

How about you tell me about someone you embodied before me?

"What more is there to say? All of the others got themselves killed, and you're about to do the same. Pretty soon they'll have another for me to embody and Neverland will restart." The way the spirit spoke made Peter feel bad for it. He thought it was bad that he easily lost his memories, but it must've been a thousand times worse to keep reliving the same things over and over again. It had been a little while since the water embraced him. He was just starting to feel the pressure in his lungs begin to build.

It must be tough. Peter thought as he slowly closed his eyes.

"Why talk about things you clearly know I don't want to discuss?"

I was only thinking.

"Thinking is what gets you in trouble." The pressure intensified slowly. A single thought slowly ate away at Peter. He couldn't understand how the Pan had been through so much and was still intent on what it'd been born to do. Surely there had to be more to living on Neverland than just having fun and messing with pirates.

"You're thinking dangerous things. This is why Neverland's changing. Why the fairies left, why the tribe is split up, why the mermaids are gone. None of the others were this blind to their surroundings."

Really? Cause it seems to me that they were all determined to get or do what they wanted. And because of that they ended up being killed.

"Cause they wouldn't listen to me…"

I'm beginning to see why. Not listening and doing what they want, it's the change Neverland needs; the change that you need. Why is this so hard to believe? Silence. Peter cursed at himself for having this conversation with the Pan while they were underwater. It took all his willpower to not swim for the surface to alleviate the pressure from his lungs. He couldn't help but wonder if the mermaids were getting his distress signals, cause he wasn't sure how much longer he could withstand the growing agony of not breathing.

"This is insane," Wendy muttered for what felt like the umpteenth time to the boys. She was pacing now back and forth staring at the spot Peter dove into. "Aren't any of you concerned, it's been a while now and he hasn't come back."

"Cause he's waiting for the mermaids," Nibs sighed. Wendy rolled here eyes as she rolled up her sleeves.

"Wendy," John called as he noticed his now very determined sister. "Please don't do what you're about to do." Seeing no change in her intentions John quickly got up and rushed to her side engulfing her in a tight hug.

"John let me go! He needs air and if he's not going to use his brain and come up I'm going to use mine and go down!"

"That's as crazy as Peter," Slightly said as he joined John in restraining her. She had started putting up a fight.

"Don't worry Wendy, it shouldn't be much longer!" Tootles called as he joined.

"Yeah not much longer!" The twins both called with a sense of excitement as they watched everything happening with slight smiles.

"I'm not going to sit back and let him kill himself!" Wendy yelled in frustration as she tried to get free from the three boys.

"Guys," It was evident that no one heard him since there was still a loud commotion. "Guys." He started to sound a little more frantic as he stared at the water; Nibs reached his side to see what he saw.

"Guys!" They both called which finally got everyone's attention as they froze to look at the two. Their attention was then quickly drawn to the now glowing water. Tootles, Slightly, and John slowly let go of Wendy as they all cautiously approached the water's edge. The blue glow was soon joined by a rapid influx of bubbles.

"Push back!" Slightly called as he and the others quickly moved back just as the water erupted something where they once stood. As they all wiped their faces free of the water, they saw the head of a mermaid in the water watching with cautious eyes.

"Peter!" Wendy called as she made her way to him wasting no time to check his breathing. "He's not moving, please you have to help us!" She addressed the mermaid who was still watching from the water. They all stared at her as they saw her eyes go from cautious to furious in a matter of seconds. Everything that happened after seemed to be in slow motion. There was screaming, yelling, and lots of water.

A/N: Guys I think this is my first cliffhanger in a story lol...I hate them just as much as you do but I thought I'd give it a try lol. Leave a review if you like where this story is going so far!

IMPORTANT: Ok, like I mentioned in the notes of the previous chapter, I'm not sure when I'll have the next chapter up by. I'm going through a really tough time right now and my stress and tension levels have been through the roof lately. I'm giving myself a goal of having the next chapter up no later than in two weeks since that's when I'm on spring break. So bear with me guys!