Peter Pan

A Young Boy No More

Disclaimer: Yes, I am the one and ONLY Raekitty13, writer of the rears… Sorry for those of you who missed it, but I replaced the chapter… had to get rid of the evidence. Lol.

Author's Notes: I know I use Italics a lot in this story, but I decided to use them as translations of the fairy's language. As you have learned from the last chapter, Tink taught Jessica how to speak Fairy, so it's understandable to her, and in a different language to us. Anyway, I hope you enjoy the latest chapter!

Thank yous: Firefarire93, Narnia Forever, Samalamadingdong Luna32, how dare you make fun of someone stumbling, blinded by TEARS? Oh well, it was a good laugh, thank you! Thank you Nicole, and Sasukeandrockleelvr, I was waiting for someone to ask that! Thank you all ever so much!

Chapter Ten- Prince Okami

I'm not sure how far I ran or how long I was running. All I knew was that I wanted to get away. What was wrong with me? Why was I always mad, always depressed? What happened to the fun Jessica, the caring Jessica? What had happened to ME?

I continued to run. I ran as if my life depended upon it, and maybe it did. What was I going to do if I stopped? I had no clue where I was and there was nothing left for me to live for, nothing.

Suddenly the ground came rushing up a lot closer to my face than I would have liked.

"Shit!" I said as I ate a mouth full of dirt. "Owww, shit. That hurt."

I tried to sit up using my arms to push myself up. But instead of pushing off the ground and sitting up, I ended up eating another mouthful of worm poop as pain shot up my left arm.

Fresh tears of pain rain down my dirty face. "Ahhh," I cried.

I looked down at my left wrist. It was already beginning to swell up.

Great. Just what you NEED, Jess. A broken wrist.

I looked back at my feet, wondering why I had even tripped in the first place. There at my feet where I had expected to see a twig or a large tuff of grass was a large crack in the ground.

What the hell…

Cradling my sore wrist I turned around and crawled over to the crack until my face was hovering over it. The crack was not only long, but deep. It's jagged sides raced along what seemed to be the whole jungle floor to me. In some places it had even looked as if it had cut through the trees. But what could have that kind of impact on the earth?

An earthquake? But caused by what? Did earthquakes even occur in the Never Land?

Peering into the unfathomable darkness of the crevice, I noticed that some where in the unimaginable darkness, there was a light. The light was faint and distant, but sure enough, there in the darkest dark I had ever seen was a small, tiny, almost microscopic light. What was it?

I reached my right hand down into the crack. As my fingers searched the endless darkness below, I heard an ever so faint tinkle.

Thinking it was Tinker Bell and Peter I cried out, "Peter! Tinker Bell! I'm over here!"

I didn't get a response at all. Plus there was no sound of footsteps. What was going on?

If the twinkle hadn't come from Tinker Bell…

I looked down into the crack again, cocking my head slightly and heard another faint twinkle, "Help… Me…"

Instinctively I reached down once more. This time my fingers made contact with a small, warm winged body as I reached as far down as I could. Gently wrapping my fingers around my find I began to pull my hand back out.

Suddenly something from the trees came flying towards me disrupting the little balance I had. I fell back forward and almost dropped the small fairy in my hands. My face once again came in contact with dirt.

"My savior… are you… all right?" the twinkles were faint and hard to hear, but surprisingly their meaning was clear.

"I think so." I replied, trying to sit up again, this time with out the use of either hands.

"Careful." The twinkles didn't sound the same as Tinker Bells. They were deeper and more regal sounding.

"There we go," I muttered as I sat up and pulled the fairy out carefully.

"C-c-o-l-d…" it replied.

Without thinking I pulled the fairy close to me, my dark curls falling over my shoulders. I scooted closer to the nearest tree and leaned against it. Trying to keep the small fairy in my arms safe and warm I somehow managed to drift off to sleep…

Feeling a slight tug on my hair I tried to open my eyes. Although I was beginning to wake up, my eyes refused to open. It was almost as if I had been crying all night…

Again something tugged on my hair. Opening my eyes the bright sunlight flooded into my eyes, bringing with it not only the new pain of being blinded, but also the pain of last night. All of it, from the pain in my left wrist to the pain in my heart…

Groaning slightly I brought my right hand up to shade my eyes from the sun. There, sitting on my middle finger was a male fairy dressed in a royal purple suit, tugging on my hair.

"My savior. How are you?" He asked, as he stood and bowed to me. "I am Okami, Fairy Prince of the Never Land."

I just stared at him.

"You're wrist," He said. "I looks like it's causing you much pain. Do you wish of me to heal it for you the best I can, my savior?"

Looking down at my wrist I noticed it was a horrid bluish-black color signifying a painful bruise. Trying to wiggle my fingers only caused pain to shoot up my left arm. Turning my attention back to the Fairy Prince I said painfully, "Yes please."

He nodded and jumped lightly from my right hand to my left. Then he jumped straight up and hovered above my wrist, trying to cover it with a slight dusting of Pixy Dust. He would have managed, except Prince Okami had an injury of own.

He had only hovered above my wrist for a matter of two seconds before he fell. I reached out my hand and he landed hard in the center of my palm.

"You silly, fairy." I said. "Are you all right, Prince Okami?"

"Please, to you I am your friend, your fairy for ever more. Call me Okami." He said grandly. "And yes, I'm fine."

He smiled despite the fact that his right wing was bent at what must have been a very painful position. Looking directly at his face I could see his pain etched there. Simply crouching there in my hand was causing him great pain.

"Okami." I said quietly.

"I'm fine," He said grimacing.

"Right." I said distractedly. "Oh, by the way. My name is Jessica."

"Pleased to be your fairy, Jessica." He replied. The sound of his twinkle convinced me. He needed help, and I couldn't give it to him. The only one who could was Peter, and I had to find him.

Standing up I looked around for any sign of recognition as to where I was. No matter how hard I looked though, I found none.

"Say, Okami, do you know where we're at?"

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