Myst: Finally, we have finished the third chapter!

Freak: Remember how we said we wouldn't include Pixar or Live Action Disney films?

Myst: Well, we change our minds. We're gonna have one or two in here.

Freak: We don't own any of the characters in Never Land or the island itself.

Myst: But we can take credit for Roxanne, Zeke, and Amy. And whatever plot we have.

Freak: And we like to thank all the support you give us, guys.

Myst; And a special thanks to PirateWizardThief and yeahIwentthere69. Enjoy the chapter.

Chapter 3

Zeke skidded around another corner and ran down the corridor. The pirates behind him were gaining. He had to think of something to get him out of this quick, or he'll end up with a knife in his back.

'Why didn't I follow Roxanne?' Zeke thought. 'Or more importantly, why didn't she follow me?'

He glanced over his shoulder and, without warning, crashed into a green-cloaked figure who just appeared around the corner. The figure pushed Zeke off and blocked the oncoming strike from one of Zeke's pursers with their sword. Then kicked low, aiming for his ankles. This knocked the pirate to the ground and causing his partner, who was trying to skid to a stop, to fall over him.

Meanwhile, Zeke watched until the cloaked figure's purser arrived and tried to stab him. Zeke rolled out of the way in time and kicked the pirate between the legs. The pirate collapsed, face contorted in pain.

"I think I just won my first fight." Zeke climbed to his feet, but the pirate he knocked down grabbed his leg. That caused Zeke to fall back on his stomach. "Hey! Let go!" Zeke struggled and kicked the man again. This time, in his face.

The pirate loosened his grip enough for Zeke to wrench his leg out, scrambling to his feet. He followed the cloaked figure, stepping on one of the pirates' stomach.

"Hey! Wait up!" Zeke called between breaths.

But the figure kept running, not showing any signs he heard Zeke. Zeke was halfway when the figure turned right, disappearing along the wall. There was a yell, shriek, and sounds of battle. He stopped and peeped around to see the figure trapped in a headlock by a big pirate, struggling to get out. Grabbing a wooden plank nearby (they seemed to have lots of those lying around, huh?), quickly snuck up to the pirate's back and smacked it across the guy's head, actually splitting the wood in the process.

Stiff as a board, the pirate fell with a thud. The figure stood there with her hand clutching her neck, trying to catch her breath.

'Wha-.'

Zeke stared at the long, bushy, red-haired maiden. She had light freckles on her face and blue eyes, her dark green dress visible under her cloak. "Princess Merida?"

Merida picked up her sword from the floor and straightened up, looking at him. "Thanks fer knockin' the bloke's lights out. He almost crushed me windpipe. Who are ye anyway?"

"I'm Zeke Collins." Then he bowed awkwardly. "Your Highness."

"Ye don't have tae do that." Merida said.

"Oh, sorry." Zeke cleared his voice. "This is my first time meeting royalty."

"Didn't expect it tae be in a pirate ship, huh?" She smiled.

"Not at all," Zeke agreed, then scratched the back of his ear in uncertainty. "So, you mind telling me what you are doing here?"

She crossed her arms, skeptical. "I should be askin' ye the same question."

"You first."

She exhaled noisily. "Alright, but later. Right now, we got tae move."

Hearing angry shouts behind him, Zeke glanced back to see the oncoming pirates' shadows dancing across the floor. "Agreed. Let's skedaddle."

Merida bolted, Zeke not-quite-so-fast running behind her. Though he didn't get far when he was yanked back by the collar of his shirt. The pirate, the one Zeke hit with the plank, roughly pinned Zeke against the wall, trapping the teen's hands behind his back while the other pirates ran down the hallway after the Scottish princess.

"Mer-mm!" Zeke tried to call out, but a hand slapped over his mouth.

"Don't worry 'bout yer little friend," the pirate spat, "She'll join ya soon. In the meantime, we'll go see ta Cap'n."

Zeke struggled as the pirate dragged him away, but it was useless as he was a scrawny guy and his captor had muscles bigger than his head.

'I've should've stayed home today.'

Roxanne quickly slipped inside the cargo room and shut the door, panting. After tripping the pirate, she was able to gain more time for herself to hide. He wasn't fast enough to get back on his feet to see where she'd gone. Maybe now she was safe.

The sound of footsteps proved her wrong. Thinking hastily, she rushed over to one of the many trunks in the cabin, opened the lid, slipped inside, and quietly shut it down.

Roxanne waited, eyes closed tightly with fear. She could hear him coming in, walking around the room, searching for her. She remembered back when she was Amy's age she would play hide-and-go-seek all the time, giggling and squeezing into the tiniest spaces she could. It was like that now, but she wasn't laughing or looking forward to being caught. Her heartbeat pounded against her chest so much that it hurt, sounding like a giant drum. If she didn't suddenly shriek in terror, then her thunderous pulse would give her away.

However, it seemed luck was on her side for once. She heard the door open and close, the footsteps fading.

She waited for another two minutes before she peeped out, opening the lid a crack. The room was empty, he was gone. She pushed the lid back and exhaled in relief.

"I thought I was toast for sure," she thought aloud. "I've never been so scared in my life."

"Yeah, me neither."

Roxanne stiffened. 'Who said that?' Slowly, she twisted her head to her right. And her eyes met two pairs of blue eyes and black hair. Startled, she shrieked and ducked back down, hidden from view. Gripping the edge, she slowly brought her head back up just as the person did the same.

In the chest next to hers, a twelve-year-old girl and an even smaller boy stood. The girl was fair skinned, slender, her hair in a ponytail, and was wearing a whitish-yellow shirt with matching pants. A clam locket with her name hung around her neck. The boy next to her was slightly pudgy in the face, but otherwise slender. He wore a yellow hat, a blue bow tie, red overalls, and a black vest.

"Melody and Pinocchio?" Roxanne said in disbelief. She looked up towards the ceiling. "You gotta be kidding me."

"I'm sorry. Who are you?" Melody asked timidly, hugging Pinocchio.

"Roxanne and I'm having a really bad day. What are you two doing here?"

"Right now, hiding from pirates. Same as you." Melody answered.

"We're also looking for something," Pinocchio chimed in, smiling brightly.

Melody shushed him. "You can't tell her that. It's a secret, remember?"

"Secret or not, I don't really care," Roxanne intervened, climbing out of the chest. The two characters followed. "I just want to get out of here. By the way, you haven't happened to see a little girl about six, about your size-" She gestured to Pinocchio. "And looks a lot like me?"

They shook their heads no. Roxanne's shoulders slumped. "Great."

"Maybe we can help you find her," Pinocchio proposed. He looked up at Melody. "We can help her, right?"

"Well," Melody mused, "I guess I can't see why not. We're also looking for a couple of people."

"That's nice of you guys, but me and Zeke-" She stopped, realization hitting her. She slapped her head. "Zeke! He was right behind me. He could've been captured. I gotta find him."

"We'll help you," Melody and Pinocchio said simultaneously.

"Ok. First off, jinx," Roxanne pointed out. "Second, I guess I don't really have a choice here. Alright, we'll work together. Let's go."

They hurried over to the door, but Melody stopped them. "Wait! What if there are pirates outside?"

Roxanne held up a hand. "I'll check." She cracked the door open and peeped out. So far, no one was out there. Opening the door wider, she poked her head out. "Seems ok so far." Then she heard the trampling of feet and angry shouts. "No, wait." She waved the characters back. Looking at the end of the hall, she could see shadows growing larger. She brought her head back in and closed the door.

Merida appeared around the corner and ran past the cargo's door. The pirates followed up to the cargo's door when it suddenly burst open. The pirates crashed into it, piling up into an unconscious heap with stars circling around their heads like vultures.

Merida stopped and watched as her pursers went down. When the last one slipped into the pile; Roxanne, Melody, and Pinocchio stepped out of the room. "Clean up on aisle 3." Roxanne shook her head. "Can't believe I just said that."

"Mel! Pinoke!" Merida ran over to them as they turned around.

"Merida!" Pinocchio called happily.

Melody looked behind Merida, searching for a second person. "Where's Caz?" she asked Merida.

Merida sheathed her sword. "I was hopin' he be with you." Then she noticed Roxanne. "Who's yer friend?"

Roxanne spoke up before Melody could. "I'm Roxanne. Don't ask how I got here, I'm not sure myself. Did you see a little girl who looked like me or a guy with a John Deer shirt?"

"I did see a lad with a funny lookin' shirt, yes."

Roxanne face brightened a little. "That's him. Where is he?"

"He was followin' meh, but he musta been captured."

Then her face fell. Roxanne touched her forehead with a fist, upset. "Now I got to save that dummy before they kill him."

"We better get going then," Melody said. They started to run, but Roxanne stopped when she got an idea. She quickly headed over to the out cold pirates and stole one of their swords, tying the scabbard to her waist.

"Still can't believe this is happening to me," she muttered. With that, she rushed to catch up with the cartoon trio.

They ended up at a trapdoor leading outside. Lifting the cover a fracture, Merida surveyed the deck.

"How does it look out there?" Roxanne asked Merida as she climbed back down.

"There are about ten men out there, including the cap'n and first mate. Zeke is out there."

Roxanne turned towards the group. "Anyone got any ideas how we can save him?"

Melody smirked. "I think I have a plan that might just work."

"It is just not my day today," Zeke thought.

After being tied up and dragged up deck, Zeke was brought before the captain. He's got to admit, Hook was taller in person. And more menacing than he did in the movie. If Zeke wasn't careful of what he said, he might get tear to pieces like a ribbon by the hook that served as the captain's left hand.

"Aligh' lad," Hook started, irritation clearly in his voice, "what are ye doin' on me ship?"

Zeke nervously shifted his feet. "You mean this isn't the Black Pearl? Ah, that explains the white sails." So much for being careful.

Hook's face darkened. "You some spy that idiojit Sparrow sent?"

Zeke face fell. "Wait, he actually exists? I mean-No-I was planning on stealing his compass to-impress a girl."

"A girl?"

"Yeah, but apparently I snuck onto the wrong ship. That's my mistake on doing it on a rainy night. Lesson learned."

Hook just gave him a look that said he wasn't buying it. He turned to Zeke's captor. "What was the boy doing down there when you found him?"

"He knocked me with a plank and try to run off with the red-haired lass," he replied, rubbing the lump on his head.

"You mean tha' Scottish brat?"

"Aye, sir."

Hook whirled back to Zeke. "You're in league with those brats runnin' around me ship, aren't you?"

Zeke rolled his eyes up, looking at the sky. "Well…actually-"

"Shut up!" Zeke flinched back as Hook's hook nearly pierced his face. "I don' know how many reinforcements that Scottish brat brough' with her, but I'll get each and every one of you. That treasure is mine, and none of ya will get yer scrawny hands on it!"

Zeke vigorously shook his head. "No, no , no, you got it all wrong! I didn't even know Merida was here until I run into her. I don't want your fool's gold. Just let me go!"

"Go?" Hook laughed as if the boy said something funny. "Fine, we'll let you go…OFF THE EDGE OF THE PLANK!"

The pirates hauled Zeke across the deck and threw him onto the long plank, landing on his knees. His stomach churned as he looked down to the water below. He tried to turn back, but various weapons blocked his path. The pirates laughed cruelly as they made him back away towards the end of the plank.

"Oh, come on! Don't I at least get a last request or something? A phone call, maybe?" He stopped as he felt empty air underneath his heels. "Or a floatie?"

"Say your prayers, boy!" Hook jeered, slapping his sword into his hook hand.

Just as the worst was about to happen for Zeke, a sharp whistle broke the noise. Everyone stopped and spun around to see Pinocchio waving at them. "Hi." Then he threw an apple at Hook's face.

The captain wiped the mess off his face and, boy, was it red. He turned his head to his men and pointed his sword in the direction of the boy. "Don't just stand there! Get the brat!"

With swords upraised, the pirates chased after the running boy; leaving Zeke, Hook, and Mr. Smee. Zeke started to slowly slide his way back to the deck, but a cold blade went to his neck almost touching it stopped him.

"Don't think you can escape from this just 'cause I got hit with an apple. As soon as the little brat is caught, you'll both go overbroad," Hook sneered.

Meanwhile, the pirates chased Pinocchio to a dead-end. Before they could seize him, a fishing-net enveloped them from above and caused them to get so tangled up they collapsed. Above, Merida and Melody laughed as the pirates struggled in the net like fishes.

Roxanne nervously gripped the rope in her hand. "Explain to me why I have to do this?"

"It's part of the plan," Melody replied, hurrying over to Roxanne's backside.

"Maybe Merida shou-" But she didn't finished as Melody pushed her off the rail.

Zeke, Hook, and Mr. Smee twisted their heads around to see a screaming Roxanne swinging towards them like a clumsy Tarzan. Zeke and Smee ducked as Hook was hit and toppled overbroad, screaming. Smee ran over to the side and looked down, worried for his captain. "Cap'n!"

Zeke stepped back onto deck. A second later, Roxanne crashed into him and they rolled head over heels across the deck.

Zeke groaned, sending a sidelong glance in Roxanne's direction. "Smooth landing."

She got up on her knees and helped Zeke out of his bonds. "You can thank me later for saving your life." Then she stood up and pulled him to his feet. "Right now we got to move."

Roxanne led Zeke to Merida, Melody, and Pinocchio. Zeke was surprised to see the two other characters, but decided to ask questions later.

"So what do we do next, Mel?" Roxanne asked.

Melody bit her lip. "Um, that was it."

"That's it? What do you mean that's it?"

"Here's an idea," Zeke piped up. "We leave."

"But we can't leave without Caz," Pinocchio protested. Melody nodded.

"We have to find him first."

Roxanne held her hands up. "Hold on. Who is this Caz person?"

"He's-"

"Watch out!" Merida suddenly pushed them down and unsheathed her sword just as another blade came down. Hook, now dripping wet, battled with the Scottish princess with both sword and hook. The others crawled away to a safe distance and hid behind the mast. Watching, Hook seemed to be an expert at fencing, but Merida was gaining the upper hand quickly. She managed to disarmed him and send his weapon across the deck. Hook was pinned to the mast with Merida's blade at his throat. "Ye loss, codfish."

Melody picked up some rope, and with Zeke's help, tied it around the mast with Hook caught in it.

Hook struggled. "Ye little brats!"

"Quick! To the longboats!" Roxanne yelled. They got into one and lowered it into the water. While they started paddling, Smee managed to free the rest of the crew from the net, but got himself tangled. One of the pirates aimed a pistol at the kids and was about to pull the trigger when he was suddenly pushed overbroad.

Splash!

The kids looked up to see a flying carpet soar over their heads. Melody smiled. "It's Caz!"

Carpet veered back and stopped in front of the longboat. Upon it, a boy of 13 with messy, black hair and brown eyes sat. He wore a white shirt under a midnight blue vest with yellow lining and a pair of black pants with a yellow belt. "Is everyone ok?"

Pinocchio nodded. "Yeah, did you find it?"

"Got it right here." Caz tossed a wad of cloth covering a sphere-like object in his hand.

"Excuse me for the intrusion," Roxanne intervened, "But we have pirates to worry about!"

Then water exploded near them, swaying the boat.

"And they're firing the cannons," Zeke added. He screamed as all of them ducked out of the way of a cannonball zipping above their heads.

"Hurry, everyone get on!"

Caz pulled them up onto Carpet one by one, cannonballs hitting the water left and right of them. Roxanne was halfway on when Carpet zoomed off moments before their boat exploded into shards of wood, obliterated.

Zeke helped Caz pulled Roxanne fully on top, hugging her tightly afterwards. "You ok?"

"I just decided that I really hate pirates and cannons," Roxanne panted, hyperventilating. "I don't think Amy was on that ship at all."

"I second the thought." Zeke turned to Merida. "By the way, that was awesome what you did back there. Way to show Hook who's boss."

Merida smiled. "Thanks. And way tae come tae the rescue, Caz."

"What happen to you anyway?" Pinocchio asked.

"We were afraid you got caught," Melody added.

Caz ruffled the back of his head. "Well, when those pirates found us below decks, I outrun them and went to the captain's cabin. I searched through everything until I found this." He held up the package. "What about you?"

"We ran into these guys," Melody indicated to Roxanne and Zeke.

Zeke waved. "Hey. I'm Zeke and this is Roxanne."

Caz shook Zeke's hand. "Nice to meet you."

Roxanne glanced down on their flying transportation. "Where did you get this Carpet?"

"It's my dad's. He loaned it to me for this mission me and my friends are on."

"Your dad?" Roxanne and Zeke cried.

Caz nodded. "Yeah. Aladdin, hero of Agrabah. You know him?"

Roxanne exchanged a glance with Zeke. "We've… heard of him that's for sure."

As they flew to the island, Roxanne pondered on the events that transpired. 'This day just gets weirder and weirder.'

Myst: Well they have gotten away from the pirates like we did.

Freak: Only ours have fallen into a ditch.

Myst: Curtsey of the Lost Boys.

*Cheers.*

Myst: Freak, put the noise maker away.

Freak: *turns off recorder.* Party pooper.

Myst: Well, if anyone would like to give shouts of what worlds they would like to see, just review.

Freak: Till next time!