Okay so I don't own Peter Pan. I wish I did though! This is the second installment in my story. I have typed up about 20 pages on word total so far so each chapter will be approximately 5 pages long or so, at least on word. Thats about it... Read, enjoy, and review to tell me how much you enjoyed it.
Also I have had a review on my first Chapter! This makes me happy enough to dance around and giggle a little . It was Pinkfurball who gave this little fic its first review and this chapter is going out so early because of her request for me to update soon!
"Are you serious?" Renae asked, "I walked all the way around the island and there was no signs of human habitation except for those camp fires which have obviously been they're for some time. I didn't see any houses…"
"Well you wouldn't have now would you…" Peter said mysteriously.
"What's that supposed to mean?" Renae said annoyance discernible in her voice.
"It means that you didn't see my home because you weren't supposed to," Peter said a little mockingly.
"It's hidden?" Renae said confused. "Why would you hide it?" she asked.
"It's a necessary precaution," Peter said shrugging, "So would you rather go there than stay the night on the ground?" He smiled; she would be staying the night underground instead if she went to the hollow. He had found a new hiding place twice since the original Wendy left, once the next day and once after Andrew betrayed him, his current dwelling was underground like the first one but this was in the safest place that he could possibly think of. This one would be impossible to find even for Captain Andrew who was determined to find Peter and rid the never land of him at long last.
"Yes, Peter I would love to go to your home instead of spending another night out here on the sandy shores of this island," She said with a mock sarcastic tone.
"Okay then," Peter said, "You have to let me blindfold you first."
Renae nodded though she seemed a little unsure about it.
Peter tired a blindfold securely around her eyes and waved a hand in front of her face to make sure she couldn't see him. Once done with that he took her hand which caused her to jump. He just smiled and began to lead her towards the forest, she followed without resistance and he told her when to step up and when there were obstacles in her way he helped her over them. By time they were nearing the hollow he knew she was getting very weary and regretted not being able to just fly her home. He couldn't let her know about that until he was absolutely positive she didn't know anything about the never land and those in it. If she knew more about it than he told her than she was lying and he would dispose of her. If her story held true for at least two weeks time then he would allow her to come and go as she wished but until he trusted her she would have to remain in the house.
She stumbled and he could hear her sigh softly as he helped her back up. They were almost there; just a few more steps and they could slip into the tunnel that would take them to the hollow. "You'll have to crawl through a tight space here," he warned and helped her into the tunnel. Once she was in he slipped in behind her and closed the exit. It was entirely dark inside the tunnel with the exit closed off. It soon widened so that they could stand again and Peter removed the blindfold after finding her in the dark.
"Peter?" Renae said nervously, "I can't see anything."
"We aren't there yet he said softly taking her hand again and leading her onward. Her hand was cold and it trembled slightly causing Peter to frown, it was chilly but not that cold.
"Peter are we almost there?" Renae asked quietly her voice barely a whisper.
"Yes, but I must warn you that when we get there you will be something of a… curiosity…" He knew the door was in front of him and stopped, "The boy's are harmless even if they seem a little wild. They wont harm you they just want to get to know you," he said with a smirk thinking of the four boys whom he had recruited for his band of lost boy's.
He sensed Renae's nod rather than seeing it and he pushed open the door in front of his to let the light of a crackling fire flood into the tunnel. He walked into the large cavern. It was cozy and covered in pelts of animals. Renae stood at the tunnel blinking for a minute just taking in everything before she stepped tentatively into the hollow shutting the door to the tunnel behind herself.
Renae almost screamed when one of the smaller piles of fur groaned and began mumbling incoherently at Peter.
"Yup," Peter said grinning.
The mound sat up immediately revealing a dark haired boy dressed in the furs of a gray wolf. The boy looked around the cavern before his eyes came to rest on Renae. The boy's face remained blank for a minute, then to Renae's surprise he gave her a small grin before yelling, "Boy's she's here!" Renae's eyes widened as the other three lost boy's heads appeared from the mounds of fur. She was a little nervous when they simply looked at her with the same little smile, she felt like she was being studied by a pack of hungry animals. They were each dressed in the skins of a different animal, A wolf, a tiger, a fox, and a panther. They each had picked their animal's for a different reason and they all resembled the animal they'd chosen in either behavior or appearance. Renae could see what Peter had meant by overwhelming when they all at once began to talk.
Peter laughed and said, "Come now boys is that any way to treat our new guest?"
The boy's had all stopped speaking when Peter began and now they all looked a little sheepish. They all rolled out of their beds and lined up in a random order as far as Renae could tell.
Once they'd done that they began to speak one by one, "I'm Alex," the one dressed in the skin of a wolf said with a small formal bow that Renae would have laughed at if it were not for the fact that he looked so very serious about it.
The one who was dressed as a tiger bowed as formal as the last and said, "My name is Xerian."
The next in line was a little younger than the others who looked to be around the same age as Peter, that is to say that he looked to be around thirteen instead of sixteen and seventeen, "I am David." He was clothed as a fox and his ginger hair matched the tint which Renae noticed as he bowed with all seriousness.
The last was the panther, "My name is Nathanyl," he said with a bow.
Once Nathanyl had straightened up Peter walked out to stand in front of her, "And I am Peter, leader of all."
Renae, sensing that he was not going to bow to her, crossed her legs at the ankles and spread out her arms like she would if wearing a voluminous dress. She dipped her head, when she came up Peter was smiling again and he said, "What do you think?"
"Much better than sleeping on the cold sand again," she said returning his grin. The boy's, who for the most part were older than Renae herself all gathered around and began asking questions about herself. She quickly realized that she didn't know the answers to most of what they were asking her about. She answered as best as she could but she didn't know what she liked to do or if she knew how to cook or fight or anything like that.
Peter rescued her saying that she was tired and they would have plenty of time to learn about their new guest. Peter led her into a smaller cavern off the side of the first that she hadn't seen during her first inspection of the hollow. There was a large bed made of wood and furs, "You sleep here," Peter said pointing to the bed.
Renae looked around the room; it was obvious that she was not the first girl to inhabit this room. There were dried flowers on the small table that had been constructed out of the same wood as the bed. The walls were smoother in this room as though more care had been taken to make it than the rest. There was a chair, needles, and thread in the corner.
Peter smiled seeing Renae in the same room that had housed the rest of the Wendy girls. She was so different in appearance from all the others, she had very pale hair, and he had always chosen dark haired girls because that was what the first Wendy had had. Her eyes seemed to be made of the lightest blue summer sky, they sparkled as she looked around the room. She frowned after a moment as if confused, there was no fire in this room, but it was lit well with a warm golden glow. She looked at him and he looked up at the ceiling, above them was the fairy's tree's hollow trunk. There were fairy's flitting from one place to the next and Renae stared at then amazed, "Are those… Fairy's?" She asked after a moments hesitation.
"Yes," Peter said simply. Her eyes grew even larger and she stared at them in fascination. Peter smiled silently and said, "Tinker Bell where are you?" It was soft but after a moment a sheepish looking female fairy came darting out of the trunk.
Tink had been napping in her alcove; she smiled when she saw that Peter was not mad at her for falling asleep when she was supposed to be watching the new Wendy girl. She wasn't happy that the Wendy had been brought there without her knowing but Peter always did what he wanted without considering her opinions first. The new Wendy was looking at her and Tinker Bell couldn't help but to stare back. The girl smiled and Tink laughed to herself, this girl was amusing to her. She looked at Peter wondering what he had called her for but found him studying the new Wendy's face instead of looking at her. So that was it was it? He had only wanted her to come to please the Wendy.
"Tink," Peter said smiling and then looking at her for the first time since she'd come in, "This is Renae, she is our new guest."
Tinker Bell raised her perfect eyebrows and tinkled, "Is she now?"
Peter nodded not noting her sarcastic tone. He was too busy waiting for her reaction.
"She is quite lovely," the new Wendy… Renae… said.
Tinker Bell grinned a little, "Yes I am," she twinkled with a smug smile.
Peter laughed and said, "Guess what Renae, Tink agrees with you." Renae yawned and Peter said "She also thinks you should get some sleep, you have a long day full of questions ahead of you."
Renae nodded and smiled at Tinker Bell, "Thank you Tinker Bell, that is very kind of you."
Tink smiled overly sweetly while rolling her eyes and then dashed off into the trunk of the tree above.
Peter watched Renae closely as she yawned again and said, "I think I will sleep now, I am awfully tired." She looked rather tired but Peter thought that she looked exquisite all the same. Her hair shimmered in the fairy's light from above and she seemed to glow with a lunar radiance. He smiled and bowed slightly, "Good night Renae," he said before turning around and exiting. "Good night Peter," she replied to his retreating form as he left her room allowing the fur hanging to close.
He strode across the hollow to his own room, it was about the same size as the Wendy room, but it was filled with stuff. Most of it was bits of junk that he kept meaning to get rid of but some of it was precious jewels and gold nicked from unsuspecting pirates. He went over to his hammock and lay in it looking up at the rugged ceiling of the small underground room. He was content at last, a new Wendy was in her proper place and the hollow was quiet but for the sound of soft breathing. He knew that the next day would be interesting; he longed to know more about this new Wendy who came from the sea. She claimed to know nothing about her past and he believed it, he just hoped that her memory of the world did not return. If she never had anything to forget she would never remember and she would stay and be his Wendy forever…
Renae lay down on the bed of soft furs and pulled one over her. For the first time since awaking on the beach she reflected on what she knew about herself and the place she was in. She knew that she was not from this place, where ever this place was but nothing about herself or anything about her past. She thought for a minute more and decided that it was easier to list all the things she didn't know, like her real name, age, birth place, or past. She had no clue where she was or if the 'boy's' or Peter intended her harm. She didn't think that Peter did, if so he wouldn't have started her a fire that first night when she was cold, why cover someone you intended to kill later anyways? Peter seemed nice enough though a little odd. After a minute she retracted that thought because she didn't truly know what odd was. Perhaps he was completely normal and thought her to be odd because she didn't act like him.
She sighed and told herself she'd have plenty of time to find out later. At that thought she closed her eyes and allowed herself to slip into a dream.
While her conscious mind was asleep her subconscious mind wove a dream for her of a place quite unlike here, a place where people didn't bow or curtsy, a place that had an empty room left unlit and a weeping woman and a man with a sorrowful face… Then she dreamed of a small child with her head in the lap of a younger version of that woman but the woman wept not here, she was smiling contentedly while stroking the child's head whispering tales of a far off place, second star to the right and straight on until morning. The place she spoke of was fantastical with fairy's and mermaids, evil pirates and their enemies the lost boy's and the flying boy who led them… Peter his name was… Peter Pan.
Renae awoke the next morning with no recollection of dreaming at all; everyone in the hollow was asleep still, she could hear them breathing lightly. Renae had yet to open her eyes and was about to roll over to drift back off into sleep when she heard a small bell. She opened her eyes to see a fairy hovering just above her face. This fairy was male, unlike Peter's Tinker Bell, and wore a tiny golden circlet on his brow. Renae smiled and said, "Hello," to the fairy.
The fairy smiled in return and she heard a welcome within the bells that next sounded.
Renae sat up and the fairy landed on the furs that still covered her lap. Renae tilted her head wondering what the fairy could want from her. The fairy seemed to know what she was thinking and began to jingle.
At first it wasn't easy to make out but she got the gist of what he was saying. He was saying that he was Raeign a prince of the fairy people and that he had heard her call to him while she was adrift at sea, he had rounded up some of the other fairies and helped her reach the shores safely. That was how she had wound up on the island.
Renae accepted the explanation for what it was but them said, "I don't remember calling for help. I don't remember being lost at sea at all…"
She reflected back on the little about her past that she could remember… the storm and the boat. The last thing she remembered was being surrounded by water drowning. She supposed that it was possible that she'd been able to surface once again and call out for help. "Thank you for rescuing me," she said with a small smile at the small fairy prince.
He nodded and said in a cadence of bells that it was the only thing he could have done. That, after all, he was her fairy. This confused her. He noticed her confusion before she had a chance to ask her question and explained to her that some people, like Peter, had a fairy destined to be their companion. He was destined to be hers just as Tinker Bell was Peters. She nodded though she still didn't know exactly what he was explaining to her. Raeign grinned up at her the smile lighting up his small handsome features. Renae yawned and Raeign fluttered up to pat her cheek.
"Sleep," he told her kindly. "You've had a long night. Peter won't let the boy's wake you," he said as he flew alighted on one of the posts of her bed. "Don't worry about anything Renae, I'll talk to you when you awaken." Renae nodded and lay back down closing her eyes.
'Saved by a fairy prince,' she thought as she drifted into dreams again, 'sounds like a dream to me.'
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