Hi everyone, I'm really sorry about how long it has been between updates. I have been insanely busy and whenever I have a spare moment I just can't think of anything to write! It seems to be a major case of writer's block. LOL
Now this chapter is a bit here and there, but I am hoping that it is ok over-all. Yet all the same, please leave me a review to share your opinions on what could be done or what you think of the story in general.

Cheers.

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'You look so... different.' Tallus sulked, whilst sitting opposite Peter. Neither had said much since they had come face to face. The shock of finding his leader, the boy that supposedly never grows up, standing before him in complete adult form, was not a happy occurrence.

'I know.'

'So, what happens now?'

Peter, who had been drawing a circle in the ground with the end of a small stick, was thinking about the days events. Wendy had come back into his life, Hook had once again outwitted him in the most recent of many battles, he no longer looked or even felt like the boy he once was, and he was still no closer to figuring out what he was meant to do.

'I should talk to the others; they deserve to know what's happening.'

'What is happening?'

Standing up, Peter dropped the stick and brushed the dirt off his hands.

'Truthfully, I am as confused as you. All I know is that I'm feeling things now that I've never felt before. I want things, things that… things that I'm not so sure I can have.

'Her?' Tallus muttered, not really intending Peter to hear him, but at the same time hoping he would.

With only a glare for an answer, they headed off back to the hide-out.

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'I'm sick of this, what is the time?' One of the few Pirates, who stayed to search the Island, asked.

'A few hours till sundown, we'll be back on the ship soon so quit complaining already, it's not helping.'

Most of the crew who had stayed on the Island felt uneasy about entering to far into the woods, so instead they decided to only go as far in as necessary, in other words- far enough in so that the Captain wouldn't spot them from the long boat.

These two however, wanted the credit more then the safety.

'I haven't spotted anything since we left the beach, we should go back.'

'No. There is still time. We will find something!'

The words were only just spoken, when something did catch the eye of the smaller- but much smarter of the two men.

'Get down!'

Dropping to their knees rather chaotically; both saw what was impossible to miss.

In front of them, stood a small group of boys, all rather puny in comparison to the man standing amongst them, a man who looked a darn site like-

'Split my infinities!' They shrieked in unison. Looking from each other, back to the man, and then back again, the two Pirates realised that they had just hit the jack pot. Staying as out of sight as possible, they began listening to what Peter had to say.

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'What does this mean for us? Do we have to grow up aswell?'

Even though an uproar was what Peter had expected to hear after that comment had been made, he was surprised when nothing but silence came. All eyes were on him, as he stood before them all.

'I don't know.'

'What about Hook?' Asked a larger member of the group of boys. His tone held no anger or sadness, just confusion. A confusion for everything that seemed to be occurring in the Neverland that they had all come to love.

Peter hadn't even begun to think of how Hook would react to such a change in situation. Yet he couldn't help but think that this could work greatly in their favor, if all could be kept quiet about his new found form, there was no reason as to why he shouldn't be able to make his way onto the Jolly Roger, undetected as a Pirate.

'Hook is not going to find out. Not yet. Not until I am ready to tell him myself.' As he began walking away, Peter felt a change in the wind, the air seemed to get all of a sudden very heavy. Looking up towards the sky, the boys saw dark clouds rolling over the sunset. It seemed a storm was coming, and Peter felt for sure that the rain was the least of his worries. Looking back at the boys, he realised that the fight he was facing wasn't theirs, but his and his alone.

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It didn't take James Hook long to realise that something was seriously wrong. Neither Pirate in which he had left onboard, was there waiting to assist with the long boat as it brushed up against the side of the vessel.

Thinking for a moment he heard shouts over the rumbling thunder, Hook stopped to listen more carefully, but hearing nothing apart from the water braking against the side of the ship, and the wind whipping through the sails, he started up the ladder, refusing any of the assistance offered.

By the time he had stepped onto the deck, James realised that something was very, very wrong. Drawing his pistol, he gestured for his men to do the same.

'Search the ship, find them.'

'Can we shoot?'

Turning immediately, the Pirate Captain fired his weapon into the man's chest, killing him instantly.

'No.'

Worried that they would be next, the men scattered. Hook reloaded his pistol and started off to his quarters. That was until he heard the cheer of some of the men.

Turning, he saw Wendy being pulled forward from the small group of men that had gone down to the galley.

Almost unconscious, she was thrown at Hooks feet. Her lip was bleeding and clothes ripped, but what really caught the Captains attention, was that she was crying. It was the first time in many years that he had seen Wendy Darling cry. Angry at the trick that she and her friend had played on him, he was tempted to add to her injury, but instead signalled for the men to be silent.

'Who did this?' He snarled, not looking away from the girl.

After a few seconds, the men that had found Wendy pushed forward the man that was found with her.

'You?' Hook asked, finally allowing himself to look at the Pirate in which he had left on the ship.

'Take him below. Fifty lashes at dawn.'

Amidst the struggles of the distressed prisoner, James heard Wendy muttering indistinctively. Kneeling down beside her, he lifted her head slightly so that he could distinguish what she was saying.

'Anita.' She choked, fear in her eyes. But the moment after she had spoke, a gunshot sounded, making all men turn directly towards the Captains cabin.

'Smee!' Hook shouted, helping Wendy to her feet.

'Aye, Captain?' He stated, springing forward.

'Take Miss Darling below, she needs to be tended to.'

Ignoring the rest of the crews protests, Hook pulled out his gun once more, and made the dash to his quarters.

As the door was already a fraction open, Hook kicked it the rest of the way making it collide violently with the wall.

Looking ahead he saw a complete demolishment of his room, nothing was in order, and there on the floor was the other Pirate who had stayed behind with the ship, face down dead.

Putting away his gun, James looked around for Anita. She wasn't hard to find, standing in the far corner of the room, completely pale and shaking. The pistol that she had used, still in her hand aimed towards the dead Pirate. She hadn't been able to lower it after pulling the trigger.

Hook closed the door behind him as he crossed the room towards the girl. When he reached her, Anita still hadn't lowered the gun.

'You're safe, it's alright.'

Moving slowly closer, Hook took the weapon from her grasp. As soon as she felt it leave her hands however, Anita started to crumble, but before she hit the floor, Hook had managed to lift her into his arms and carry her towards the bed.

Even though she was now unconscious, the Captain took extra care as he placed her onto the sheets.

With a final look, he left the room, uncertain as to how much more he would be able to take of these two females on-board his ship. Causing a nuisance, causing havoc and causing a rather unusual sensation that he, James Hook, was afraid he'd not much longer be able to ignore.

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Well there it is, I hope it was alright, it's just been so long and I have had so many stops and starts it is unbelievable. I won't even try to guess when the next chapter will be up, but hopefully it won't be that long. Thanks for sticking with me this far, not long to go now!

Please Review. :)