Peter Pan: The Next Generation
By: DreamlessMermaid
Chapter 11
AN: OMG!! I AM SOOOOO SORRY!! I know I haven't updated in like . . .FOREVER, but I have been working on my two other stories, The Saturday Night He'll Never Forget and Kill the Competition, Sell the Next Edition. I know I have some "Newsies" fans when they reviewed and these two are both "Newsies" stories . . .SO GO READ THEM!
Special thanks to my beloved beta reader and best friend, LegallyRed. She's the one who always gets on me to write my chapters. Thanks, girl! I'd be lost without you! SHOUT OUTS as usual . . .
Amanda struggled and struggled to free herself from the mermaid's grasp, but without luck. She could feel her head start to get lighter as the pressure of the water suffocated her. Her heartbeat became slower, and she could see a white light coming into her line if vision.
'Is this dying?' Amanda thought. 'Because, if it is, I think I like it . . .oohh, pretty light . . .' With her last ounce of strength she tried to release herself from her captor, but still no luck. Finally, when she reached the dark blue, almost black, depths of the ocean, the last thing Amanda remembered was the light getting brighter and brighter and everything seemed to stop . . .
Amanda's body floated lifelessly in the waters below. The mermaid seemed to have vanished, having accomplished her task of drowning this poor, unsuspecting girl. A huge shadow came swimming into view and grabbed Amanda's body and pulled them up, up, up, breaking the surface of the ocean. The figure gasped for air and they kicked over to the nearest rock, the figure hauling Amanda's body up on the smooth surface while climbing out after her. The mysterious figure bent over Amanda checking for a heart beat. They cursed under their breath and put two hands to Amanda's chest and started to do CPR. . .
White mist swirled around Amanda as she walked through a room. She looked around her and noticed that everything, from the walls surrounding her to her clothes, was white. Pure white. Not a speck of dust to be seen, nor anything out of proportion. Perfect. Then a horrible thought struck her . . .
"Am I in Heaven?" she said outloud, and her voice echoed throughout this seemingly perfect world. As if someone, or something, could hear her, magnificent white gates were gleaming before, like popping out of thin air. But they didn't pop . . .it was more like they glided forward. There, atop the gates, stood out the words as clear as day, HEAVEN. Amanda started to panic. No, no she couldn't go yet. It wasn't her time! She was to stay in Neverland and stay a little girl forever. If she was in Neverland and not growing up, she couldn't die, right? Right . . .?
Almost as if someone were reading her thoughts, too, a glimmering fountain appeared before her. Although there weren't any statues spitting out water, it was just a plain pool. She cautiously walked over to it and peered over its edge. She placed her hands on its rim and, like someone had switched on the television, an image projected from the water. It looked like two figures, one lying on a rock, obviously unconscious, the other leaning over her. It looked as if they were kissing them. . .
Then the horrible truth came into view. The figure that looked like it was kissing the figure on the rock moved a little, and Amanda saw it.
"That's me!" She was right. Lying on the rock was an unconscious, obviously dead, Amanda. Her skin looked ghostly pale and her lips were starting to turn a purple-blue color. "Oh no! I can't be here! Let me go back, please! I don't belong here! Please, just give me another chance . . ." Amanda cried, hitting the water with her palm and splattering the floor with it. The image disappeared immediately, but soon after that Amanda's body began to fade. She was starting to look like a television station that was not being received. Finally, she was gone.
"Come on, girl. Wake up . . .," the figure pleaded. One, two, three pumps to the chest and the figure leaned down and put their mouth on top of Amanda's and tried to blow air into her lungs. Finally, after several attempts Amanda's eyes opened and she gasped and coughed up water. She sat up and was gasping, feeling going back into her system. The figure beside her smiled and sighed with relief. All Amanda could do was stare.
"Th-thank you. I don't even know you and you saved my life!" Amanda said, clutching at her chest.
"I'm guessing you're a new Lost and so I say, what are friends for?" The figure winked and Amanda grinned.
"What's your name?"
"My real name is Lorelei, but my Lost name is Trinity. Nice to meet you . . .?" Trinity trailed off. Amanda laughed.
"Oh! Sorry. My name's Amanda, Amanda Darling," she said. Trinity's smile faded from her face slightly.
"You wouldn't know a girl named Wendy would you?" Trinity asked. Amanda nodded.
"Yeah, Wendy's my sister," Amanda said. Trinity's lip twitched and she suddenly stood up and hopped down from the rock. "Hey, wha-? Wait up!" Amanda shouted, trying to keep up with Trinity as she ran from the beach into the forest.
Trinity was NOT happy at all. First Wendy had to move in, now her little spawn of a sister? Well, she supposed it wasn't Amanda's fault. No one can pick their family members. But it just made her SO MAD! Who was Wendy to think she could just worm her way into their lives and attract so much of Peter's attention? Who?! It wasn't fair! Everything was going perfectly normal until Wendy showed up. Wendy with her stupid hair . . .Wendy with her eyes always looking at the ground and . . .blushing whenever Peter said something nice to her. Trinity had heard about the stories of Peter's past, about the first Wendy that had come to Neverland. Thankfully she wasn't around to see that because if she had been she probably would have gagged like she is doing now. The way Peter used to talk about the first Wendy is the same way he's talking about this Wendy.
A thought struck Trinity that had never occurred to her before now. Peter only "loved" this Wendy because she reminded him of his old Wendy. Trinity knew she should feel bad for this new Wendy . . .but who cares?! SHE'S the one who came here in the first place!
"And probably NOT against her will, either," Trinity mumbled under her breath as she started walking again. She could hear Amanda's footsteps hurrying to keep up with her. Ah, screw it. Let the little shrimp fall behind. Anyone who's associating with Wendy is automatically marked on her Shit List.
Peter watched Wendy fly up through his hole and had a sinking feeling in his heart. Should he NOT have brought Amanda with him? He thought that maybe if Wendy saw her sister again she would be happy . . .but obviously that was what Wendy was trying to get away from. As much as he tried he couldn't seem to get ANYTHING right. Damn it all . . .
He flopped himself back down in the wooden chair and crossed his arms. Foxx looked over at Peter and cocked and eyebrow.
"You know, pouting about this won't bring her back," Foxx said, slightly amused.
"Shut up," Peter mumbled and sank lower into his seat. Foxx sighed and got up and walked over to his leader.
"Okay, Pete. What's up?" Foxx was the only one who could call Peter, "Pete" and not get a body part chopped off. It was just the way it worked.
"Nothing, Foxx," Peter muttered again. Foxx sighed and smacked him upside the head. "OWWWW! That hurt!" Peter cried, clutching at the back of his head.
"Good! Don't give me that "Nothing" bull crap. Something's wrong but you're just too scared to tell me," Foxx said. Peter glared at him.
"I am not," Peter said.
"Are too," Foxx challenged.
"Am not!"
"Are too!"
"Ok! I'mafraidWendy'smadatmecuzIbroughthersisteralongwithoutherpermissionandnowsh emighthatemeforit. There I said it!" Peter said in one huge breath. Foxx blinked.
"I'm guessing the translation is, "I'm afraid Wendy's mad at me cuz I brought her sister along without her permission and now she might hate me for it". Is that right?" Foxx asked. Peter nodded. "Look, Peter, she doesn't HATE you. Sure she might be a little ticked off, but she'll get over it. It's you! What girl could never resist you?" Foxx said. Peter grinned.
"Yeah . . .that's true," Peter said and swelled with pride and puffed out his chest. "She'll come back. They always do,"
"Peter, have you seen Amanda?" Well, speak of the angel. "It's pretty dark outside and I can't find her anywhere," Wendy said, flying down through the top of the tree. Peter looked at her with affection but Wendy ignored it. Foxx was trying to hide his snickers through coughing.
"No, Wendy, princess I haven't. I thought you were mad at Amanda anyway," Peter said.
"Oh, Peter I know I said some pretty horrible things but I didn't mean them. Wait-princess? Since when have you started calling me that?" Wendy asked, totally forgetting the subject at hand. You see, when Wendy flew off in such a huff she thought about this whole her and Peter situation. Thinking back on when they had first met, she remembered that Peter had been looking for his Wendy. Obviously she didn't fit the qualifications, but since she looked so much like her great grandmother Peter thought it best to be "in love" with her now. Damn her for inheriting the traits that made her look EXACTLY like her relative.
Did she love him? Did she even like him like that? No, they had just met! Wendy did not believe in love at first sight and that was what had happened to Peter. How could she make him see that she was not like her great grandmother? That she had her own thoughts and opinions and reactions to things, not her ancestors? She decided that from now on if Peter made a pass at her that she would move away, or have him say something witty and her blush that she would ignore it and saying something else like nothing ever happened. Yes, that was a sure-fire plan. Right?
"Since just now, Wendy," Peter said smiling coyly at her. Although, that smile of his was pretty cute . . .NO! FOCUS!
"Peter, please we have to find her! Who knows what kind of trouble she could be in," Wendy said, turning away so she wouldn't get sucked in again. Hey, she was new to this!
"I'm fine, Wendy. I'm actually surprised that you'd come looking for me," said a voice from Wendy's left. There was Amanda, climbing in through the hole. Obviously some of the pixie dust had left her. Wendy ran up to her sister and enveloped her into a hug.
"I was getting worried, Mandy. And of course I'd come looking for you! I know what I said was mean but I was just in shock," Wendy said and pulled away . . .noticing that the front of her clothes were not slightly wet. "Mandy, you're drenched! What happened?"
"Mermaid got her and drowned her," Trinity said, stepping through behind Amanda. Wendy stood up and held on to Amanda by the shoulders.
"Drowned . . .drowned her? You mean she-"
"Yes, Wendy I died. But it was so cool! I got to see what heaven looks like . . .although I think it might be starting to fade away," Amanda added thoughtfully.
"I was flying over when I saw Amanda getting pulled in. I pulled her out and did CPR on her and she finally came to, spitting up water," Trinity said.
"Thank you so much, Trinity. If you need anything in return-"Wendy said. Trinity shook her head, even though she so desperately wanted to say, Yeah, leaving would be nice. But she held her tongue.
"I want you to return anything. I don't want any favors paid or anything like that," Trinity said and turned and flew back out through the hole. Wendy sighed. She wished she knew what was wrong.
"Come on, Mandy. Let's get you a blanket and see if we can't start a fire to get you dry," Wendy said, leading Amanda into Peter's room. Wendy walked by Peter without so much as a glance. This puzzled Peter. The Wendy he knew would give him a sweet grin first, then blush and be on her merry way. Hmmmm . . .this complicated things a bit.
AN: Hey guys! YAY! I'M BACK! Ok, I know that Peter may have come off as cheesy in this chapter, but he's a guy! Maybe even a little Gary Stu-ish. But believe me, that's not going to be the case. You know, Peter. He'll be cool about it. And Trinity may have seemed harsh, but trust me she'll get better. Yeah, Wendy's JUST now figuring out that Peter just might be using her a little bit. So she's a bit slow on the uptake. You'd do the same thing! DON'T LIE, YOU KNOW YOU WOULD! LoL. Ok, enough with that. SHOUT OUTS!
Willa, Mellem, harryptaxd204, Sofia/3sh, electricxrain, LegallyRed, boogalaga, surfer-gurl and KelKelgirl
THANKS YOU GUYS! You are the awesome. Please keep it up!
By: DreamlessMermaid
Chapter 11
AN: OMG!! I AM SOOOOO SORRY!! I know I haven't updated in like . . .FOREVER, but I have been working on my two other stories, The Saturday Night He'll Never Forget and Kill the Competition, Sell the Next Edition. I know I have some "Newsies" fans when they reviewed and these two are both "Newsies" stories . . .SO GO READ THEM!
Special thanks to my beloved beta reader and best friend, LegallyRed. She's the one who always gets on me to write my chapters. Thanks, girl! I'd be lost without you! SHOUT OUTS as usual . . .
Amanda struggled and struggled to free herself from the mermaid's grasp, but without luck. She could feel her head start to get lighter as the pressure of the water suffocated her. Her heartbeat became slower, and she could see a white light coming into her line if vision.
'Is this dying?' Amanda thought. 'Because, if it is, I think I like it . . .oohh, pretty light . . .' With her last ounce of strength she tried to release herself from her captor, but still no luck. Finally, when she reached the dark blue, almost black, depths of the ocean, the last thing Amanda remembered was the light getting brighter and brighter and everything seemed to stop . . .
Amanda's body floated lifelessly in the waters below. The mermaid seemed to have vanished, having accomplished her task of drowning this poor, unsuspecting girl. A huge shadow came swimming into view and grabbed Amanda's body and pulled them up, up, up, breaking the surface of the ocean. The figure gasped for air and they kicked over to the nearest rock, the figure hauling Amanda's body up on the smooth surface while climbing out after her. The mysterious figure bent over Amanda checking for a heart beat. They cursed under their breath and put two hands to Amanda's chest and started to do CPR. . .
White mist swirled around Amanda as she walked through a room. She looked around her and noticed that everything, from the walls surrounding her to her clothes, was white. Pure white. Not a speck of dust to be seen, nor anything out of proportion. Perfect. Then a horrible thought struck her . . .
"Am I in Heaven?" she said outloud, and her voice echoed throughout this seemingly perfect world. As if someone, or something, could hear her, magnificent white gates were gleaming before, like popping out of thin air. But they didn't pop . . .it was more like they glided forward. There, atop the gates, stood out the words as clear as day, HEAVEN. Amanda started to panic. No, no she couldn't go yet. It wasn't her time! She was to stay in Neverland and stay a little girl forever. If she was in Neverland and not growing up, she couldn't die, right? Right . . .?
Almost as if someone were reading her thoughts, too, a glimmering fountain appeared before her. Although there weren't any statues spitting out water, it was just a plain pool. She cautiously walked over to it and peered over its edge. She placed her hands on its rim and, like someone had switched on the television, an image projected from the water. It looked like two figures, one lying on a rock, obviously unconscious, the other leaning over her. It looked as if they were kissing them. . .
Then the horrible truth came into view. The figure that looked like it was kissing the figure on the rock moved a little, and Amanda saw it.
"That's me!" She was right. Lying on the rock was an unconscious, obviously dead, Amanda. Her skin looked ghostly pale and her lips were starting to turn a purple-blue color. "Oh no! I can't be here! Let me go back, please! I don't belong here! Please, just give me another chance . . ." Amanda cried, hitting the water with her palm and splattering the floor with it. The image disappeared immediately, but soon after that Amanda's body began to fade. She was starting to look like a television station that was not being received. Finally, she was gone.
"Come on, girl. Wake up . . .," the figure pleaded. One, two, three pumps to the chest and the figure leaned down and put their mouth on top of Amanda's and tried to blow air into her lungs. Finally, after several attempts Amanda's eyes opened and she gasped and coughed up water. She sat up and was gasping, feeling going back into her system. The figure beside her smiled and sighed with relief. All Amanda could do was stare.
"Th-thank you. I don't even know you and you saved my life!" Amanda said, clutching at her chest.
"I'm guessing you're a new Lost and so I say, what are friends for?" The figure winked and Amanda grinned.
"What's your name?"
"My real name is Lorelei, but my Lost name is Trinity. Nice to meet you . . .?" Trinity trailed off. Amanda laughed.
"Oh! Sorry. My name's Amanda, Amanda Darling," she said. Trinity's smile faded from her face slightly.
"You wouldn't know a girl named Wendy would you?" Trinity asked. Amanda nodded.
"Yeah, Wendy's my sister," Amanda said. Trinity's lip twitched and she suddenly stood up and hopped down from the rock. "Hey, wha-? Wait up!" Amanda shouted, trying to keep up with Trinity as she ran from the beach into the forest.
Trinity was NOT happy at all. First Wendy had to move in, now her little spawn of a sister? Well, she supposed it wasn't Amanda's fault. No one can pick their family members. But it just made her SO MAD! Who was Wendy to think she could just worm her way into their lives and attract so much of Peter's attention? Who?! It wasn't fair! Everything was going perfectly normal until Wendy showed up. Wendy with her stupid hair . . .Wendy with her eyes always looking at the ground and . . .blushing whenever Peter said something nice to her. Trinity had heard about the stories of Peter's past, about the first Wendy that had come to Neverland. Thankfully she wasn't around to see that because if she had been she probably would have gagged like she is doing now. The way Peter used to talk about the first Wendy is the same way he's talking about this Wendy.
A thought struck Trinity that had never occurred to her before now. Peter only "loved" this Wendy because she reminded him of his old Wendy. Trinity knew she should feel bad for this new Wendy . . .but who cares?! SHE'S the one who came here in the first place!
"And probably NOT against her will, either," Trinity mumbled under her breath as she started walking again. She could hear Amanda's footsteps hurrying to keep up with her. Ah, screw it. Let the little shrimp fall behind. Anyone who's associating with Wendy is automatically marked on her Shit List.
Peter watched Wendy fly up through his hole and had a sinking feeling in his heart. Should he NOT have brought Amanda with him? He thought that maybe if Wendy saw her sister again she would be happy . . .but obviously that was what Wendy was trying to get away from. As much as he tried he couldn't seem to get ANYTHING right. Damn it all . . .
He flopped himself back down in the wooden chair and crossed his arms. Foxx looked over at Peter and cocked and eyebrow.
"You know, pouting about this won't bring her back," Foxx said, slightly amused.
"Shut up," Peter mumbled and sank lower into his seat. Foxx sighed and got up and walked over to his leader.
"Okay, Pete. What's up?" Foxx was the only one who could call Peter, "Pete" and not get a body part chopped off. It was just the way it worked.
"Nothing, Foxx," Peter muttered again. Foxx sighed and smacked him upside the head. "OWWWW! That hurt!" Peter cried, clutching at the back of his head.
"Good! Don't give me that "Nothing" bull crap. Something's wrong but you're just too scared to tell me," Foxx said. Peter glared at him.
"I am not," Peter said.
"Are too," Foxx challenged.
"Am not!"
"Are too!"
"Ok! I'mafraidWendy'smadatmecuzIbroughthersisteralongwithoutherpermissionandnowsh emighthatemeforit. There I said it!" Peter said in one huge breath. Foxx blinked.
"I'm guessing the translation is, "I'm afraid Wendy's mad at me cuz I brought her sister along without her permission and now she might hate me for it". Is that right?" Foxx asked. Peter nodded. "Look, Peter, she doesn't HATE you. Sure she might be a little ticked off, but she'll get over it. It's you! What girl could never resist you?" Foxx said. Peter grinned.
"Yeah . . .that's true," Peter said and swelled with pride and puffed out his chest. "She'll come back. They always do,"
"Peter, have you seen Amanda?" Well, speak of the angel. "It's pretty dark outside and I can't find her anywhere," Wendy said, flying down through the top of the tree. Peter looked at her with affection but Wendy ignored it. Foxx was trying to hide his snickers through coughing.
"No, Wendy, princess I haven't. I thought you were mad at Amanda anyway," Peter said.
"Oh, Peter I know I said some pretty horrible things but I didn't mean them. Wait-princess? Since when have you started calling me that?" Wendy asked, totally forgetting the subject at hand. You see, when Wendy flew off in such a huff she thought about this whole her and Peter situation. Thinking back on when they had first met, she remembered that Peter had been looking for his Wendy. Obviously she didn't fit the qualifications, but since she looked so much like her great grandmother Peter thought it best to be "in love" with her now. Damn her for inheriting the traits that made her look EXACTLY like her relative.
Did she love him? Did she even like him like that? No, they had just met! Wendy did not believe in love at first sight and that was what had happened to Peter. How could she make him see that she was not like her great grandmother? That she had her own thoughts and opinions and reactions to things, not her ancestors? She decided that from now on if Peter made a pass at her that she would move away, or have him say something witty and her blush that she would ignore it and saying something else like nothing ever happened. Yes, that was a sure-fire plan. Right?
"Since just now, Wendy," Peter said smiling coyly at her. Although, that smile of his was pretty cute . . .NO! FOCUS!
"Peter, please we have to find her! Who knows what kind of trouble she could be in," Wendy said, turning away so she wouldn't get sucked in again. Hey, she was new to this!
"I'm fine, Wendy. I'm actually surprised that you'd come looking for me," said a voice from Wendy's left. There was Amanda, climbing in through the hole. Obviously some of the pixie dust had left her. Wendy ran up to her sister and enveloped her into a hug.
"I was getting worried, Mandy. And of course I'd come looking for you! I know what I said was mean but I was just in shock," Wendy said and pulled away . . .noticing that the front of her clothes were not slightly wet. "Mandy, you're drenched! What happened?"
"Mermaid got her and drowned her," Trinity said, stepping through behind Amanda. Wendy stood up and held on to Amanda by the shoulders.
"Drowned . . .drowned her? You mean she-"
"Yes, Wendy I died. But it was so cool! I got to see what heaven looks like . . .although I think it might be starting to fade away," Amanda added thoughtfully.
"I was flying over when I saw Amanda getting pulled in. I pulled her out and did CPR on her and she finally came to, spitting up water," Trinity said.
"Thank you so much, Trinity. If you need anything in return-"Wendy said. Trinity shook her head, even though she so desperately wanted to say, Yeah, leaving would be nice. But she held her tongue.
"I want you to return anything. I don't want any favors paid or anything like that," Trinity said and turned and flew back out through the hole. Wendy sighed. She wished she knew what was wrong.
"Come on, Mandy. Let's get you a blanket and see if we can't start a fire to get you dry," Wendy said, leading Amanda into Peter's room. Wendy walked by Peter without so much as a glance. This puzzled Peter. The Wendy he knew would give him a sweet grin first, then blush and be on her merry way. Hmmmm . . .this complicated things a bit.
AN: Hey guys! YAY! I'M BACK! Ok, I know that Peter may have come off as cheesy in this chapter, but he's a guy! Maybe even a little Gary Stu-ish. But believe me, that's not going to be the case. You know, Peter. He'll be cool about it. And Trinity may have seemed harsh, but trust me she'll get better. Yeah, Wendy's JUST now figuring out that Peter just might be using her a little bit. So she's a bit slow on the uptake. You'd do the same thing! DON'T LIE, YOU KNOW YOU WOULD! LoL. Ok, enough with that. SHOUT OUTS!
Willa, Mellem, harryptaxd204, Sofia/3sh, electricxrain, LegallyRed, boogalaga, surfer-gurl and KelKelgirl
THANKS YOU GUYS! You are the awesome. Please keep it up!