That night, I woke up to the sound of the creaking bars of the cell. My hair was standing on end and my eyes were wide opened all though I hid my face to confuse whoever was opening the door. If they still thought I was asleep then I could spring past them when they walked out unsuspecting. Just as it sounded like they were leaving, I leapt to my feet and ran to the door. But it was still closed and a I banged my head on the bars.

"Ouch! What the?" I exclaimed. I rubbed my head and looked around. The only thing there was a sword on the ground right in front of the cage. It started to float. Holy Crap! A floating sword! This is like that Scooby Doo episode I use to watch when I was small. It was a ghost pirate ship…. Oh man. I forgot. I'm on a ghost pirate ship. I reached for my sword on my belt, not taking my eyes off the sword. But mine wasn't there. Nothing was there. The pirates had taken all my weapons! I'd have to rely my skills for this one. The sword floated to the bars and with one swipe, cut the bars to pieces. It moved on toward me, slashing a swiping in the air. Just as it was about to cut me, I flew up high and out of the cell. The sword followed after me, only a few inches off. I flew down the corridor and straight to the room they kept the weapons in. Sure enough, there was my sword. It was sitting in a high glass case. My dagger was right beside that. I slammed the door behind me and locked it up. Then I took some heavy metal and desks in the room and put it up against the door. That should hold it for a while. I flew over to the sword and read the label. It read: Property of Captain Jack Hook, Captain of the Ghoulish Cruiser. This sword once belonged to a hard foe that shall not be forgotten. A beautiful maiden who was a friend of the great foe Peter Pan. She could have been a great pirate. But Sara chose against us. Poor girl…. And the rest of the label was smudged. I almost felt flattered by it. But there was no time for that. The sword was beginning to break through and soon it would be here. I smashed the glass and took out both the dagger and the sword then slipped them into my belt and broke through the door. The sword flew back against the wall and fell to the ground, lifeless and still. There was a shimmer and then a ghost appeared. He was pale and was barely visible. The ghost wore a dirty shirt and blouse and some pirate jeans. Almost like in the cartoon Scooby Doo. I took out my sword and pointed it at him. He looked down at it and shrugged.

"Who are you? Why do you want me and why are you here?" I asked.

"I'm the captain of the shipwreck. But when you have been dead for so long you forget what your name was. I need your body to stay on this planet of else I go poof." said the ghost.

"Poof?"

"Poof. Only if you beat me in a sword battle will I leave these poor pirates alone." And with that, he bent down and picked up his sword. The blade crossed mine, making a perfect X.

"X marks the spot." I said with a snicker and banged at his blade. It threw him off but only for a second and he soon recovered, charging me with the sword pointed at my chest. I made a circular motion and held the sword on the ground with my own. I tried to kick him but my foot went right through him. That's not fair! He put up one ghostly hand and reached for my face. I tried to dodge but it was too late, he grabbed my nose and pulled me forward. I put my foot on his sword and took mine up. Then I slashed through his hand. The hand came off and the ghost screamed. It is a deafening scream that almost knocked me over. He glared at me through blood red eyes. Uh Oh. I jumped back into the air and slashed at him with my sword. He dodged and pointed his at my throat. He made a throwing motion and let it go flying at me. I dodged just in time to catch the sword. Now I had two and he had none. He smiled and snapped his fingers. The sword flew out of my hand and right to his. He started swinging it at me. The ghost went for my hip but I blocked him with my sword and turned up side down. I dove at his feet and tripped him. The ghost fell on the ground with a sickening crack as his back bone snapped. I didn't even know he had bones. He struggled up and put his hands on his head. The ghost twisted his head all the way around and looked at me like it was my turn to do something scary. I cracked my knuckles and shrugged. Then I put my hands on my bottom eyes lids and pulled them down. I looked up so all you could see was the white part of my eyes. The ghost didn't seem impressed. He rolled his eyes backward so the white parts showed a then he pulled his head off his shoulders. I was about to scream. It was absolutely terrifying! I controlled my emotions and got ready for the big one. I flew up high, banged my head straight through the ceiling and hung there for a while. Now the ghost seemed impressed. I came back down with a bottle of soda between my teeth. I shook it up and opened it so it pointed straight at the ghost. It blew right into him, knocking him right over. He started to shimmer and he shook his head. It wasn't over yet. I took my dagger in my right hand and my sword in my left and crossed them at his neck. He smiled and sank into the floor, disappearing from sight. I looked all around, scared almost to death. There was a moan from behind me and the creek of old wood as the ghost came up through the floor boards. He pointed his sword at me and charged. I flew up and walked on the sword to his head. If I could kick him then his head would fly off. Hmmmm. Let's try that. Maybe his head will fly off. I thought. As I approached his head I lifted my foot high. He looked at me puzzled but only for a split second. Just as he was realizing what I was doing, I swung my foot at his head with all my might. His head came clean off and flew straight through the wall and into the ocean. The ghost's body shimmered and disappeared. His sword fell to the floor with a clang and then all was silent. FINALLY! HE'S GONE! NOW I CAN RE- oh, wait, I can't. I'm still on the enemy pirate ship and Salmakia is still in trouble. I put my sword in the belt and kept my dagger at hand. Hopefully it would get easier from here. Boy, I never knew how wrong I was.

What Peter had been doing all this time.

Peter had gathered all he needed and was ready to go except for one problem. One of the Lost Boys got there head stuck in a tree hole when he was looking for rocks. It was Sean and he had been shouting and screaming now for at least an hour. Luke ran over to Peter and told him everything. Peter just shook his head and calmly walked over to Sean. All the Lost Boys started gathering around and laughing. Sean was shaking with rage and tugged and pulled away from the tree. But it was no use; he was stuck in the hole tight. How he got his head stuck in there we will never know. He refuses to tell anyone. The twins grabbed his legs and Peter flew to the Home Under the Ground. He started searching through the cabinets and the secret refrigerator he had. It was amazing how he got it to work with no electricity.

"Butter. I need butter. Sara was the last to use it but where did she put it?!" Peter said to himself. He closed the refrigerator door and walked over to Sara's room. He looked in all the drawers and closets, going through her unmentionables in the process. He took the key off her dresser and went into her secret door. How rude! He opened the door and reached inside. There it was, the creamy butter he had been looking for.

"Why is it in here?" Peter asked himself. He scratched his head, puzzled. Peter flew out of the room, leaving it a mess still. He went straight to Sean. Sean was still shaking with rage. Sooner or later he's going to hurt himself. Peter spread the over Sean's head and ordered the Lost Boys to pull. Sean cried out in pain as his head started to slide out of the hole. The Lost Boys pulled harder and harder until Sean's head popped out of the hole. They all flew back and hit there heads on the tree behind them. Sean sat dazed and stunned with the rest of the Lost Boys. Tink was on a nearby branch, laughing hysterically. Silly Asses. Peter laughed too but quickly controlled it and gathered up all the Lost Boys to get ready to leave. They rose into the air and set off for the pirate ship.