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Guilt Is Such A Pain
Tinkerbell paced in her little apartment. How could she hide it from him any longer. His powers were about to surface, and soon her fairy spells wouldn't work, and he would remember what she had made him forget years before.
Why had I spelled that spell? She constantly asked herself. And she knew the answer but she wasn't sure that was reason enough to have wiped his memory clear of Jamelynn. She was scared. Peter and Jamelynn were born with powers that if used wrongly could destroy lives, even kill someone. Tinkerbell and the other fairies were scared of Peter and Jamelynn because they would be more powerful than the fairies.
No one had ever been more powerful than the fairies. Everyone here were just normal people who had found their way to Neverland. But Peter and Jamelynn, they were special. The fairies knew of their coming way before the twins were even born.
The fairies even knew when their powers would come about, and knew what power each twin would have. Jamelynn would receive her gift in three days, the gift of perception and deception. The ability to read minds and control them. And the worst part, the part the fairies overlooked, the ability to extract any memory from someone's mind. Even if they themselves can not remember it.
Peter would receive his in a week, the powerful gift of memory. He could remember anything, and with that came muscle memory. His amazing gifts would not include the memories locked within, but the ones he was to experience. The twins powers were not to be a curse, but a blessing, if used right. And as they were young, their minds could be swayed. And the fairies thought that if the twins were separate it would be better.
And they expected one thing, for the twins to turn on each other and destroy each other, before they could destroy anything else. But it was a small chance the twins would even meet, let alone not like each other. For all they know the twins may become good friends. But they didn't know and there was no way of knowing, they just had to wait for everything to fall into place.
But as Tinkerbell paced Peter watched her. She shook her head every now and then muttering to herself. He didn't understand what she was thinking about, and he really wanted to know. And then he heard it, the call that signaled a new rival was on his way.
Peter flew to the Harbor and witnessed the ship arriving. It was a beautiful ship, very beautiful, seeing it there reminded him of something, but he couldn't quite place it. It reminded him of comfort and a childhood he never had. He shrugged the thoughts away, and jumped aboard eager for his next opponent.
"Hello there Pirate." He said standing behind a ship mate. The mate looked over his shoulder and grunted. Peter frowned a little, everytime he did that usually someone jumped.
"I wish to speak to your captain." Peter said, the mate smirked and pointed to a figure up on the top deck. Whoever it was was moving around very fast, giving orders, helping dock the ship, and enjoying the time with their mates.
"Are you the captain of this wondrous ship?" Peter asked following him around by flight. He turned around, and Peter dropped to the ground. It was girl, with curly brown red hair that was tied to the side, and her eyes were moss green, and she had a glow about her. The kind of glow that reminds you of the moon.
"Aye, I am. But we're docking the ship right now. You and I can talk when I'm done." She said turning around quickly. Peter nodded and watched her dock her ship. I am sure that if I end this right here you won't like me, but when this story's all said and done, you will forgive me for stopping here.
But perhaps I shant. "Hey, Captain!" Peter yelled as she started to walk off the boat, she turned around and smiled. Returning to where she had left Peter, she put her hands on her hips and looked at him questioningly.
"Have you come to challenge me?" He asked smiling mischieviously.
"I am sure I haven't the slightest idea of what you talk of. Me and my crew were tired of sailing around, and we needed to find port. This is the first place we spotted." She said smiling at the young boy. The coincidence was that she looked no older than he.
"I am Peter Pan, you've most likely heard of me. I've fought and beat almost every pirate captain out there." He said, his voice filled with pride and gloat.
"Well, I'm sorry but I've never heard of Peter Pan. Maybe next time I come around these parts I'll pay you another visit. By then I'll have had time to properly quiver in my boots." She said laughing, and with that she turned away. But Peter wasn't going to give up.
He followed her and taking off for flight, he landed softly in front of her, his sword held out at arms length. "Fight me." He said almost glaring at her. She took out her sword and batted his out of the way.
"Boy, I'm warning you, don't." She said, and started to put her sword away, when he brought his sword back to her neck.
"Fight me." He said, now fully glaring at her. Spectators had stopped in the street and people were watching with complete anticipation.
"Alright see if you can keep up. I'm the best fighter this side of the moon." She said, lowering herself into a bow. And they fought.