He lay on his stomach on the fluffy white cloud, watching with a keen eye over the land he called home. He looked down as the mermaids played in their lagoon, as the Indians went out on their daily hunt, and as Hook and his swabbies sat around throwing knives and drinking beer.

Everything seemed to him the same as it always was, but he kept a careful eye on the ship below. He and Hook had been adversaries for longer then he could remember. And ever since he had cut off his enemy's hand and fed it to the Croc, Hook had made it his life long task to kill him.

He could hear the Lost Boys singing as they made their way back to Hangman's tree. But wait what was that. Is that a grown up with them? He leaped to his feet and quickly sailed through the sky to the land below.

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"PAN TO THE STARBOARD BOW!" the cry rang out through the ship.

"Pan. Pan. Smee. Get my gun!" he ordered as he made haste towards the cabin door.

"Aye Cap'n." Smee saluted as he quickly grabbed hold of the wooden chest that held the Captains guns and various hooks.

"Where is he?"

"There Cap'n, almost directly above Indian territory." The pirate answered

"Oh yes. Now I have you, you flying child." He said as he raised his gun towards the flying object in the sky.

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She flew across the island faster then she had in sometime. She had to find him, she had to tell him. There. She flew faster right in front of him.

"Tink. What are you doing?"

Tinkle tinkle

"I know there is a stranger on the island."

Tinkle tinkle

"I know it's a grown up. But why are they heading towards home?"

Tinkle tinkle

"What do mean they think she is their mother?"

Tinkle tinkle

"Like Wendy?" he said shocked, "Come on Tink we have to stop them, but keep an eye on Hook he's been awfully quiet lately. I know he's up to something." He said taking one last look down at the pirate ship.

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"Easy Cap'n you don't want to miss."

"I won't miss Smee." He said with a smile. "Ready. Aim. Fire." He said as he pulled the trigger to his gun sending the small yet deadly metal ball at the boy in the sky

He saw the deadly object as it flew past him missing him by a fair distance. Turning back to the ship below, "Hook you codfish!" he yelled below though laughing at the lousy shot

"I'll get you Pan if it's the last thing I do." Hook yelled back seeing his shot go astray, though knowing why. He turned to the woman on the deck beside him, "You."

She had watched him storm out of the cabin and Smee following him. They almost forgot that she was even there. Bent on their revenge on their own flying enemy, but she could not let an innocent get hurt.

So in her own bravery she followed after the two pirates. Waiting for her chance to stop what ever it was the captain was planning.

She sprang to action and knocked into his side just as he pulled down on the trigger. Sending his shot wild, and him sprawling to the deck.

Smee helped Hook up and brushed off his long coat. Even he could see the rage in his captains face.

"Now Cap'n. Your blood pressure."

"You. You." His rage building as he starred down at the woman on the deck.

"Smee throw her below until I find a just punishment for her crime."

"Crime? You were going to kill someone!"

He stepped closer to her grabbing the front of her shirt in his hook. "Someone? That was not just someone. That flying child did this to me. But no he couldn't just stop there. He tossed my hand to that crazy Croc. Who now after getting a sample, wants more. He follows my ship wherever I go. I hear that damn clock that he swallowed ticking in my dreams. You ruined my best chance of getting him out of my life forever. And you will pay for that. It's just I dont know what yet." He sneered at her, "Though I'm sure some of my boys would be able to figure something out." He said as she looked over her shoulder at the waiting crowd of men. "So you see me throwing you below is actually doing you a favour." He finished as he dropped her to the ground. "Smee. Get her out of my site." He ordered as he went back to his cabin.

"Wait you live here?" she asked looking at the old tree.

"Yeah."

"Isn't it great."

"Wait till you see inside."

"Yeah we have this really neat hammock. Though that is Peter's bed."

"Yeah but it makes a great swing when he's not here."

"Come on let go inside." They all cried out and disappeared in various directions around the tree.

Standing there in awe she watched as they dove through branches and into burrows. Soon she found she was standing alone outside the tree trunk.

"Ok now what?"

"Now. Now you tell me who you are?"

She turned around only to meet another boy dressed in green from head to toe. You didn't have to be an expert on Peter Pan to know that was who was standing before you.

"Peter Pan." She said just above a whisper.

"Well now that's not fair. You know my name. And I don't know yours."

She looked at him though not answering his question. She was trying to put some of the pieces together. They were on the Peter Pan ride, and now she was in Never Land? Only one explanation to her question came to mind; Demon. Somehow a demon had transported her and possibly her sisters to Never Land. As she recalled the story her worries turned to fears as she remembered some of the dangers that the island held.

"Indians and Pirates." She said to no one.

'What about the Indians? And the pirates, I wouldn't worry about them. That codfish couldn't hurt a fly. Now why are you here?"

"She's gonna be our mother."

"Yeah like Wendy was."

"Didn't you bring her Peter?"

"Yeah Peter we like her. Let her stay."

The little boys were once again popping out from various directions of the tree.

"She's a grown up. She can't stay here. And I didn't bring her here so how did she get her?" Peter said to all the Lost Boys that now had come back out from inside the tree.

"Magic." She said

"You can do magic?"

"Wow. Can you show us to do magic?"

"Yeah we want to learn magic."

"Well I can't really."

"See its just another grown up lying to you." Peter told them

"No wait I can explain. You see my sisters and I were at this park with rides and stuff."

"Stuff?"

"Like hot dogs and cotton candy?"

"Candied apples and peanuts?"

"And all the pop you can drink?"

"Well sort of. Anyway you see there is this one ride Peter Pan. Based on the story book of the same name."

"Wow Peter your famous."

"Yeah Peter, your famous."

"Ok ok go on."

"Anyway. As we were flying along in this ride we all got this funny feeling. The next thing I know I wake up here surrounded by all these boys. I have no idea where my sisters are. If they're hurt or worse." She sat on the ground all her emotions starting to build in her. She felt her fears and worries for her two missing sisters. "I just want to find them." she had puled her knees up to her chest and rest her forehead on her knees as she let some of her tears go. She knew it was foolish to be crying in front of these boys but she couldn't help it she felt like a little kid again.

One of the small boys watched as she gave into her tears. He walked up to her and draped his arm over her shoulders. "Don't worry miss. We'll help you find your sisters." He told her as he then looked up to his friends, "Won't we guys?"

"Yup."

"Yeah sure thing."

"Sure we will."

"This could be fun actually. Maybe we could hunt some Indians too."

"And take on a few pirates." Another added.

She smiled inwardly at the bravery of these small children. It reminded her of the bravery that her sisters had ever since they had become witches. It stirred back into her what was her heritage. And she knew then that she needed to find her sisters and the only way to do that was with a story book character who help adults hang on to their childhood dreams.