So I was on the internet and realized… I'm bored… AND HAVE FREE TIME! So I decided to update a few of my stories that I've neglected for the past few… months…. Wow. Anyway. Not sure where I want to go with this but I'll give it my best shot!


Alice's POV

I shifted in my bed, not ready to get up for school just yet. I buried my head down into the soft wood smoke seated pillow and pulled the warm pelt blanket over my shoulders. Heaving a content sigh, I snuggled back into the warmth when I realized something important.

My pillow smelt like me and my blanket was a wool blend. Not pelt.

Shooting upright I noticed I wasn't in London anymore. Wherever I was, it was strangely familiar somehow. With a start I actually took in my surroundings and realized that someone took me from my room and brought me somewhere far away. The room was round, and seemed to be built into the roots of a large tree. All over the walls were knickknacks like feathers, skulls, shells and berries, giving it a rustic feel. Slowly propping myself up, I could feel my arms pounding painfully, and I collapsed back into the pillow with a defeated groan. I gave myself maybe another minute before I swing my legs over the edge of the bed only to find it raised higher off the ground than my bed back home.

The room was as silent as a tomb, the only sounds coming from a drippy root a few feet away from my head. I could see the jacket I was wearing draped over the edge of the closest chair, along with the shoes I never removed myself on the floor next to it. As quickly as I could before anyone came, I tied my laces and shrugged on the jacket, wincing as the fabric pulled on the bandages. It took maybe five minutes, and in all that time, still no one came. As a quick second thought, I placed two pillows from a nearby bed under the covers, hoping it would buy me some time with whomever took me from my home.

I went to head for the door when I realized I couldn't find the exit. Panicked, I looked around the area and saw no immediate doors or even openings. I tried to calm my heat beat as it sped up at the prospect of being trapped. Taking a deep breath, I placed my hand on the nearest wall and walked the perimeter, trying to find something, anything. I was about two thirds the way around when my hand caught on a ledge. Looking closer, I was a vine pull at the top.

"And there we are!" I whispered to no one in particular before grasping the vine and pulling. It was tough, and my progress was slower than I had hoped, but I managed to make an opening wide enough for my frame to slip through. When I finally squeezed through the door, I had to close my eyes at the sudden light that bombarded me. After being inside… where ever I was… the sun hurt my sensitive eyes. Blinking away spots, I was able to observe my surroundings.

With a skeptical glare, I took in the dense trees, lush vines and vibrant flowers that seem to be choking me with their colours. All around me there were sounds of birds, bugs and … bells? I shook my head to clear it of this nonsense and tried to focus on getting out and back home again. Thankfully I had worn my sneakers and not my boots, for the roots from the trees proved my skill at balance to be lacking, and boots would have made it that much harder.

"GAAHH!" My arms flung around my head as I tripped yet again on a root and fell face first into a patch of punk flowers. Sitting back, I stared ruefully at the decimated flowers while picking petals from my knotted hair. Not for the first time during this trip, I wished I had a brush and some hair ties… or a pair of scissors.

Something hot rolled down my face and for a second I though maybe it had started raining, which would have made this so much better. Bringing a dirtied and cut hand to my cheek, I realized that it was only a tear. Drawing my knees up to my chest, I placed my head down and simply cried. I cried for myself, being lost. I cried for my step-family, probably worried sick. I cried for myself some more, for getting myself in this situation. I knew it was frivolous to cry, that I was wasting precious sunlight that I could be using to escape this jungle, but I couldn't seem to stop.

In the distance from the direction I came from, I heard a crowing, almost like an actual cock would at sunrise, but disregarded it because why would a chicken be in the jungle? Wearily, I tried to stand up, wincing when my knees, spine and arms cracked from sitting so long. I allowed myself another moment to stretch out and work out the knot in my shoulder before I continued on my way. I was able to trek peacefully – well as peacefully as you can while tripping every three steps – before more commotion drew my attention back the way I came.

It sounded like… crying? Yes, like crying and shouting. A finger of cold dread made its way down my spine as I imagined what it could be, and thinking of only one logical idea. Wha if it was those who brought me to this jungle, who came back and found me gone? My heat beat picked up once again and I found myself running faster despite the roots constantly underfoot. The only thought in my mind, running in a loop, was what will happen to me if they catch me again.


Peter POV

It took us while, but we (well I) were able to convince Tiger Lily to give us some "girl things" for our guest. It was really awkward but thankfully I was able to keep my cool, being the leader that I am. Making my way back to the hide out carrying the bundle of dresses, short and "other things" that Tiger Lily wouldn't tell me about, the lost boys were underfoot talking loudly and excitedly. Laughing, I shifted the bundle to one arm and yanked on the pulley to open the latch. My laughter died a little when I noticed the door was slightly open.

Shaking my head and fixing my hat, I pushed my way inside and dumped the clothes onto the table. Shushing the lost boys, so as not to wake our new friend, I made my way to my bed, which was higher than the other beds, to see the girl still curled up under the blankets.

"Lost boys! I need you to go on an important mission and gather some berries for when our guest wakes up!" I knew we didn't need more berries, but I didn't want them to see the wounds on her arms. When I was sure they were all out, I pulled the blanket back gently and dropped it with a gasp.

The bed before me didn't hold an injured girl, but rather two pillows. I took one shaking step back, then another. I must have made a sound, for the lost boys came rushing back, asking all sorts of questions. When they saw the empty bed, there was chaos. We all ran outside, yelling different things which resulted in simply shouts echoing through the trees. Who was she? Where was she? What am I going to so? I lost a girl!


Alice's POV
I continued to run away from the sounds until I fell flat on my face and finally understood that I couldn't run anymore. Gasping for breath, wiping sweat and blood from my eyes, I rolled onto my back and stared at the canopy, waiting for something bad to happen. After maybe twenty minutes of catching my breath, I could feel my eyelids growing heavy and my breathing slow. Soon I could feel myself drifting off to sleep, even though I was lying in the middle of a strange jungle forest.

On the cusp of sleep, I didn't notice the approaching foot steps at first. I didn't notice the new presence until it was upon me. Fearing the worst, I tried to shield my face, but my limbs were just too heavy. A slight whimper escaped my lips when I heard a voice address me.

"Hello?" The voice was strange yet familiar, "Wait! You're injured?" A hand brushed some hair away from my face. Strong arms reached under my back and lifted me up. Right before completely losing my consciousness, I heard one last sentence.

"Mr. Smee! Run to the ship and prepare a room!"


And boom! It wasn't Peter who found Alice was it!? Anyway I hope this doesn't seem too abstract to you guys. It was written in one sitting :P

Until next time my Lovlies

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