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CHAPTER FOURTEEN
ANTICIPATING
"Make sure that each is tied tightly, hands and feet!" Captain Hook barked the orders at his crew. They had reached the Jolly Roger. Some of the Lost Boys were waking up; most still remained unconscious from being knocked out earlier.
"If anyone of them escapes, or almost escapes, I assure you, you will not live." Captain Hook stared his men down, some gulped, others broke the eye contact. Positive that his men understood him and the consequences he turned and left them to finish tying the boys.
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Tinkerbell turned to Peter. He was slowly descending down his eyes, she noted, were unbelievable. She had never seen them like this. They concentrated on something, he was starring in the direction of the Jolly Roger, but he could not see the ship, it was too far away, so many trees and other things blocked it. Yet Peter seemed to be staring right at it. Hate seemed to be shooting out of his eyes like sharp and deadly daggers. Tinkerbell, for the first time ever, was scared, scared of Peter. What was he going to do?
Peter's feet reached one of the rocks that rose out from the lagoon. Silently he stood upon it. He clenched his hands into fists and the action caused him to remember his fading hand. He looked down at it, noted that his arm was transparent up to his elbow now.
Tinkerbell noticed Peter's arm and she flew down to him, terrified now, but not of Peter, but for Peter. What was happening to him? She flew around him. Peter ignored her concern. There was so much more to worry about right now, he could care less about his arm. Tinkerbell finally forced him to tell her what was happening.
"It started before you got me to come here." Realization began to sink in slowly. "Which means it happened while Hook was kidnapping the Lost Boys." Peter turned to Tinkerbell. "Tink! Did Hook do anything, like, like alter the lagoon?" Peter couldn't think of a better way to put it. Tinkerbell frantically nodded her head yes. Peter's gaze fell back to his hand. "So that means then, that every time Hook changed Neverland it affected me. It makes perfect sense! When Neverland started to erase or change so did I! See, this is all because of Hook!" Peter jumped off of the rock and began to fly in the direction of Captain Hook's ship.
Tinkerbell flew after him, trying to stop him, but he wouldn't listen. Tinkerbell gave up and flew to find help. Yes, they needed help.
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Tinkerbell reached the Indian Encampment. She flew into the Chief's tent and, as best she could, she relayed what had happened, and what was happening. Tiger Lilly, who entered the tent when she saw Tinkerbell, looked at her father, worry written on her face, and his. She waited for him to speak.
After a few moments the Chief crossed his arms. "Peter is one with Neverland, so as Neverland fades, so does he." He looked down at his daughter. "Gather the warriors, it is time to repay Flying Eagle for all he's done for us, and Neverland."
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The Lost Boys at this time were all awake. Slightly tried to loosen the rope around his wrists, but it was futile. The ropes were tied well, too well. None of them would be able to untie themselves.
"Now what?" The twins asked in unison. No one answered. What could they do? Nothing, absolutely nothing, but wait, wait for Peter.
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Captain Hook stood on deck. His eyes scanned the sky, looking, waiting, anticipating. Unconsciously his one hand stroke his hook. Yes, soon, soon he would have his long overdue revenge. Yes, Peter Pan was his.
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Peter flew toward the Jolly Roger. No plan ran through his head. No, he wasn't planning anything; all he knew was that by the end of the night Hook would be dead.
CHAPTER FOURTEEN
ANTICIPATING
"Make sure that each is tied tightly, hands and feet!" Captain Hook barked the orders at his crew. They had reached the Jolly Roger. Some of the Lost Boys were waking up; most still remained unconscious from being knocked out earlier.
"If anyone of them escapes, or almost escapes, I assure you, you will not live." Captain Hook stared his men down, some gulped, others broke the eye contact. Positive that his men understood him and the consequences he turned and left them to finish tying the boys.
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Tinkerbell turned to Peter. He was slowly descending down his eyes, she noted, were unbelievable. She had never seen them like this. They concentrated on something, he was starring in the direction of the Jolly Roger, but he could not see the ship, it was too far away, so many trees and other things blocked it. Yet Peter seemed to be staring right at it. Hate seemed to be shooting out of his eyes like sharp and deadly daggers. Tinkerbell, for the first time ever, was scared, scared of Peter. What was he going to do?
Peter's feet reached one of the rocks that rose out from the lagoon. Silently he stood upon it. He clenched his hands into fists and the action caused him to remember his fading hand. He looked down at it, noted that his arm was transparent up to his elbow now.
Tinkerbell noticed Peter's arm and she flew down to him, terrified now, but not of Peter, but for Peter. What was happening to him? She flew around him. Peter ignored her concern. There was so much more to worry about right now, he could care less about his arm. Tinkerbell finally forced him to tell her what was happening.
"It started before you got me to come here." Realization began to sink in slowly. "Which means it happened while Hook was kidnapping the Lost Boys." Peter turned to Tinkerbell. "Tink! Did Hook do anything, like, like alter the lagoon?" Peter couldn't think of a better way to put it. Tinkerbell frantically nodded her head yes. Peter's gaze fell back to his hand. "So that means then, that every time Hook changed Neverland it affected me. It makes perfect sense! When Neverland started to erase or change so did I! See, this is all because of Hook!" Peter jumped off of the rock and began to fly in the direction of Captain Hook's ship.
Tinkerbell flew after him, trying to stop him, but he wouldn't listen. Tinkerbell gave up and flew to find help. Yes, they needed help.
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Tinkerbell reached the Indian Encampment. She flew into the Chief's tent and, as best she could, she relayed what had happened, and what was happening. Tiger Lilly, who entered the tent when she saw Tinkerbell, looked at her father, worry written on her face, and his. She waited for him to speak.
After a few moments the Chief crossed his arms. "Peter is one with Neverland, so as Neverland fades, so does he." He looked down at his daughter. "Gather the warriors, it is time to repay Flying Eagle for all he's done for us, and Neverland."
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The Lost Boys at this time were all awake. Slightly tried to loosen the rope around his wrists, but it was futile. The ropes were tied well, too well. None of them would be able to untie themselves.
"Now what?" The twins asked in unison. No one answered. What could they do? Nothing, absolutely nothing, but wait, wait for Peter.
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Captain Hook stood on deck. His eyes scanned the sky, looking, waiting, anticipating. Unconsciously his one hand stroke his hook. Yes, soon, soon he would have his long overdue revenge. Yes, Peter Pan was his.
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Peter flew toward the Jolly Roger. No plan ran through his head. No, he wasn't planning anything; all he knew was that by the end of the night Hook would be dead.
