Sorry it's such a long chapter... i just kept writing... this is the last time i'll update for a while... school starts tomorrow so...
Challenges and Winnings
"Peter Pan!" Rosky yelled from the hole he was stuck in. Peter laughed from his vantage point from up above. This was a fun game.
"Come on, Peter. You've had your fun. Let him go." Tootles moaned from behind Peter. Peter laughed again.
"Alright Tootles. Rosky I'll set you free but you must tell Darcy that this isn't the last he'll hear of me." Peter said pulling Rosky out of his hole. Rosky nodded vigorously.
"Come on, Tootles I feel like going for a swim." Peter said. He and Tootles flew back to their side of the island, where Peter proceeded to dive into the ocean. He was immediately surrounded by beautiful mermaids, but he ignored them all and swam down to see how far he could get before he had to be saved.
The mermaids were disappointed with having been ignored and were reluctant to save him when he passed out, but they saved him anyway. He was a beautiful boy, and he would be an even more beautiful man. They brought him to the clam that brought him up to the surface. He woke up on the way up, and flew the rest of the way to his tree.
Peter had had a good last few months. He could fly better, and his skills of being a child mastermind were stronger. He was smarter in fights, and better at dodging, ducking, striking, and hiding. He was all over better. He hadn't exactly fought any opponents. Other than Rosky and Darcy.
They were two of a kind. Rosky and Darcy were kids that lived in town, and they were much older than Peter and The Lost Boys. But Peter didn't care, he still wanted to show them he was better than them. Other than that Peter didn't have any opponents. He needed someone to fight against. Someone more challenging than some 14 year old bullies.
And as Peter sat there on his tree, watching over his domain he felt as if today was the day he would finally get the opponent he deserved. Thats when he heard it. The chanting. He looked over and saw a ship drawing closer. He quickly pushed off the branch he was sitting on and took a trip over the boat. There must have been about 50 men working together. Pulling ropes and moving poles of wood.
Peter decided to stop and ask what was going on, the mischievious way, of course. So he flew up over the mast and stopped on the Crow's Nest and looked at the boy sitting there.
"Hi." He said simply. The boy said hi back, looking over Peter, wondering how he was flying.
"I'm Peter!" Peter said introducing himself, holding his hand out. The boy took it, and said his name was Simon.
"Well, Simon, what's going on here?" Peter asked sweeping his hand across the scene in front of them. Simon looked at Peter and smiled.
"This is a ship, and unless you wanna end up with a job like mine, I suggest you leave. These are pirates and they don't take kindly to kids that stow away on their ship. That's how I got here." Simon said, looking regretfully at the Crow's Nest.
"Hmm, pirates eh? They sound mean. What are pirates?" Peter asked, having never heard the word before.
"They're people who steal from other people. They steal and kill people without another thought. We ran into a pirate that kidnaps people and holds them for ransom on the way over here. We also ran into a ruthless pirate, I didn't see him, but I heard from the other crew members that he was younger and different than every other pirate captain they had ever seen." Simon said sounding fearful. Peter was about to ask another quesiton when he was interrupted.
"HEY! YOU THERE! WHAT ARE YOU DOING IN MY CROW'S NEST?!" The voice bellowed from beneath Peter. Peter looked down and saw all 50 men staring up at him. He smiled and was about to walk forward and introduce himself, but Simon stopped him.
"Look Peter, don't do anything. That's mean, old Blackbeard himself. You know, Gregory 'Blackbeard' Rodchester? He's one of the worst pirates out there, and you don't wanna get on his bad side." Simon said, his eyes scared beyond anything Peter had seen.
"It's ok, I can deal with him." Peter said, then he turned back to Captain Blackbeard and thought of a way to talk to him.
"Oy, Boy! I ASKED YOU YOUR NAME!" Captain Blackbeard bellowed to Peter. Peter laughed and looked over the Crow's Nest.
"I'm Peter Pan." Peter said, stepping onto the rail. Blackbeard smirked.
"Peter Pan? What're yer doing on me ship, Peter?" He called up.
"Wondering what you're doing on my island." Peter remarked. Blackbeard laughed.
"Your island? Really now. I thought this was MY island." Blackbeard yelled up.
"No, I believe it's mine. Island's don't belong to yellow bellied adults with no back bone." Peter said, picking a very dangerous fight.
"Peter!" Simon groaned from behind him.
"YELLOW BELLIED ADULTS!?!?!" Blackbeard exclaimed. "YOU COME DOWN HERE AND FIGHT ME YOURSELF!" Blackbeard challenged and Peter took it.
He landed softly in front of Blackbeard and took his sword out of his scabbard. Peter's first fight with a pirate. He was excited, but luckily his excitement did not cloud his judgement or his skill. As Blackbeard lunged and swung his sword, Peter dodged and turned, moving too fast for Blackbeard's sword.
He swung his own sword, and struck out, every time he hit Blackbeard. He moved with precision and fought bravely. None of the pirates had seen someone fight like this in a while. And Blackbeard was baffled at how someone could fight like this, especially at his age.
Finally Blackbeard wound up on his back, with the tip of Peter's sword scraping his neck.
"Who are you?" Blackbeard asked, wondering how this young boy was so talented.
"Peter Pan, and don't forget the name. In fact, spread it around. The Greatest fighter in all of Neverland, and the King of this Island. And I dare any pirate who wishes a good fight, to come here and request one with me." Peter said majestically. Blackbeard nodded.
"Now, do what you came here to do and leave. For I hate waiting for my next fight." Peter then turned on his heel and pushed off into the air, when he was high enough he let out a loud crow, his trademark.
And every few weeks a new opponent would come and challenge Peter Pan. But Peter beat them all. Blackbeard came back and watched someone else battle Peter and remarked how Peter had improved since he had fought Peter. Pirates feared Peter and many feared making port in Neverland. There were still a few pirate ships who had not made their way to Neverland and quite a few pirates who hadn't fought Peter yet.
Peter heard news of the Pirate captain that Simon had mentioned. The ruthless younger one. He heard many rumors of this captain. Some said he was a girl, others said he was barely older than Peter, but every one said whoever it was, was ruthless, unforgiving and undeterminably evil. Not one of them said a name, and all said none survived the attacks this captain made.
One question came to mind though, if none survive the attacks, then how do you know the Captain exists? None were able to answer the question. Fortunately Peter didn't care for those who didn't challenge him. To him, anyone who didn't challenge him was a coward.
It had been nearly a year since Blackbeard had first challenged him when Peter had a dream. It was a very weird dream. He saw a girl, around his own age. She looked familiar but he had never seen her before. Her hair was a brilliant mix of brown and red, her eyes a lovely moss green. She was so familiar, but he had never seen her before...
And then something come to his mind... Peter, Peter the loneliest boy in Neverland. Peter, oh Peter the King and Lord of the Land. Crow my brother, crow til the end. Crow in the air, Crow Peter Pan.
