Chapter 3- Survival leads to possible safety; The Battle Intensifies as new abilities are revealed
Wendy moaned, rubbing her throbbing head as she opened her eyes. She sat up in the bed, trying to look around, but still half-asleep. She heard his voice and felt something wet touch her rear. Looking down, she screamed as she saw blood, her husband's blood, flowing out of his form, which lay a few feet away.
She leapt over him, examining his bloody face. She opened his eyes, which were simply empty pupils. She felt his heart, he was still alive, but was in critical condition; she had to work fast! Stripping him of his clothing, she bathed his torso with a wet rag, wiping the blood from his face and chest. Trembling, she pressed her lips to his own softly. Immediately, she felt warmth radiating from his form. Her spirit leapt for joy, her husband was back!
Peter moaned, slowly rising to sit up. "What happened? Where's Marco?" He asked. "I don't know." Wendy said. Noting Abby, they ran over to her, her body feeble and utterly broken, with absolutely no signs of life. "We have to get out of here." Peter said. "Not without Abby." Wendy said, lifting Abby's torso into her arms. Together, they flew to the surface.
Marco and Alyssa exchanged blows, battling fiercely in the air. Michael stood, arms crossed, smiling as the chaos ensued before him. "Marco is finally going to die." He thought. It began to rain, the falling water replenishing the ocean below.
They clashed and collided in midair with intense ferocity. Alyssa lashed out, striking him in the face. Marco retaliated with an equally powerful strike to her abdomen, causing her to scream. Surprisingly, Alyssa was giggling, causing Marco's eyes to widen slightly.
"What's so funny, Alyssa?" Marco asked. "You just don't get it, do you? As the queen of Neverland, I have control over everything. I can cause a catastrophic earthquake that can kill you, should I will it. I can control the oceans, bring up a tsunami and watch it drown you slowly. I can kill you whenever I wish, I just want to have some fun first." Alyssa said, cackling.
Marco suddenly sensed a very faint signal coming from behind him. Taken aback, he dropped his guard for a split second, which was all Alyssa needed. She kneed him in the stomach, swiftly slamming him into the ocean a moment later. She cackled, laughing in joy at her successful attack.
Marco stood on the ocean floor, focusing on the signal that he had sensed. "It's Peter and Wendy! But what are they doing out of the hideout? I have to get them out of here immediately." He thought.
Peter and Wendy flew slowly through the air, Abby in tow. Wendy saw Alyssa, and trembled slightly. Peter pecked her on the cheek, and she smiled warmly. "We have to stay away from them." Peter said.
Marco came out of nowhere, uppercutting Alyssa in the jaw and throwing her away with all his might. "That should buy us some time." Marco said, rushing toward the three people. "Hold on!" Marco said, flying away at his full speed.
Marco found a little island after an hour-long flight. He immediately got to work, clearing away the palm trees that were scattered around the island. He looked back at the others and pondered what to do for shelter. Looking around, he saw a small hut, which was made entirely from wood, in the center of the island itself.
As quickly as possible, Marco retrieved Peter and Wendy's bed from the hideout, and brought it to the island, placing it inside the wooden hut. It wasn't much, but it was good enough for now. He knelt beside Wendy, gently shaking her body. Moaning, Wendy opened her eyes. She saw where they were and Marco explained what had happened. Peter groaned, sitting up and being informed of the situation as well.
The sun began to set in the distance. "You two take the hut. I'll take the first watch." Marco said. "Thank you Marco, for everything." Peter said, and he and Wendy entered the hut and went to bed. Marco walked over to Abby, falling to his knees immediately and sobbing miserably as the first stars formed in the sky.