CHAPTER 24: ONLY BEGINNING
Wendy panted for breath, crawling into a bush of thorns. The sharp needles pricked her soft skin, sending dark blood oozing out. She cried out in pain, wincing. Although it was the afternoon, the trees made it seem like nightfall. The weather turned dark with bloody rain pouring from the sky. Everyone in Neverland knew that Peter's emotions controlled the weather, or at least every friend of Peter knew so. Wendy shivered as the thick blood on her body turned soupy and thin, running down her like too much water in paint.
"Mother?" she called out, shocked. "What's a mother!" she cried, tears filling her emotions. "I'm no mother." Wendy whispered. "I never will be..." her voice faded away as she heard footsteps. Perhaps it would be Peter! But then again, maybe it wouldn't.
Quickly, Wendy crawled out of the brush and climbed into a tree-hole, shivering, watching the dark figure before her. A stinging sensation was around her, piercing her body. The only light was the sun, behind the now gray clouds. All was lost.
Peter flew down to where the Underground Home was and hid up in the Never Tree. The large door opened, revealing green smoke pushing its way out the door. Peter widened his eyes, afraid for his tribe. Pirates came running out, laughing with their hands over boys' bodies. Hook was not in sight, however Smee was off to the side, hauling Slightly away.
"Where's the captain?" Starkey asked with his hand over Curly's mouth.
"He's in Fairy Forest." Smee laughed. Peter let in a small gasp.
"Wendy." Peter whispered with horror.
"We're going to meet him back at the ship." Smee started walking away with the others. Soon, it was empty.
Hook paused for a moment, and searched around with his piercing blue eyes. Wendy gasped when he spotted her green eyes. She wanted to scream, yet her mouth wouldn't dare open. Hook walked elegantly and darkly over to her and grabbed her by the shoulders roughly. Wendy panicked, trying to hold onto a branch. The branch broke, as Hook pulled Wendy up to him. Wendy opened her mouth, ready to scream. Hook thrusted his left hand over her mouth, and put his sharp hook under her chin, holding her close.
"Wendy is your name, isn't it?" Hook growled. Wendy nodded slightly. Hook smiled his evil grin. "No doubt one of Peter's, aye?" Wendy sealed her eyes shut. Hook cut Wendy barely in the shoulder. Wendy's muffled cry was a sad one. "You know I've seen Peter take dozens of girls here. Why would he need you?"
Wendy bit his hand hard and stepped away, grabbing her sword. "Why should I believe you?" she glared, pointing the sword at him.
Hook took out his gun and pointed it at Wendy's heart. Wendy froze, putting the sword down. "Because I'm the only civil man on this island."
"I don't think so." Wendy muttered under her breath. "Pointing a gun at a girl."
Hook let out a laugh. "Wendy, Wendy, Wendy." He taunted, walking near her. "You don't seem like a mere girl," Wendy stepped back. "You are leaning on the woman side of things." Hook's left hand stroked her hair. Wendy ran backwards, falling. Hook towered over her. "And Wendy, a woman can't love a small boy, but a man." He offered a hand of help. Hook repulsed Wendy quite quickly. She let out a scream.
"HELP!" she screeched, jumping on Hook and knocking the gun out of his hands. HE clawed her, making a large scrape on her back. Wendy yelped in pain, cutting Hook's hand with her pocketknife. "PETER!"
Peter was busy fighting a pirate when he heard the plea. Instantly he flew to the rescue, grabbing Wendy by the arms and lifting up into the air.
"I'll get you for this! I'll kill you all!" Hook cried.
As they were sailing away, Wendy cried, "Peter, you saved my life!"
"The fight's not over, Wendy." Peter sat her down on a tree and fixed her many wounds. "The Lost Boys are captured, and Hook's out to get you."
"So, our adventure's only begun?" Wendy asked in Peter's arms. Peter nodded.
"The adventure hasn't even started yet..."
Wendy panted for breath, crawling into a bush of thorns. The sharp needles pricked her soft skin, sending dark blood oozing out. She cried out in pain, wincing. Although it was the afternoon, the trees made it seem like nightfall. The weather turned dark with bloody rain pouring from the sky. Everyone in Neverland knew that Peter's emotions controlled the weather, or at least every friend of Peter knew so. Wendy shivered as the thick blood on her body turned soupy and thin, running down her like too much water in paint.
"Mother?" she called out, shocked. "What's a mother!" she cried, tears filling her emotions. "I'm no mother." Wendy whispered. "I never will be..." her voice faded away as she heard footsteps. Perhaps it would be Peter! But then again, maybe it wouldn't.
Quickly, Wendy crawled out of the brush and climbed into a tree-hole, shivering, watching the dark figure before her. A stinging sensation was around her, piercing her body. The only light was the sun, behind the now gray clouds. All was lost.
Peter flew down to where the Underground Home was and hid up in the Never Tree. The large door opened, revealing green smoke pushing its way out the door. Peter widened his eyes, afraid for his tribe. Pirates came running out, laughing with their hands over boys' bodies. Hook was not in sight, however Smee was off to the side, hauling Slightly away.
"Where's the captain?" Starkey asked with his hand over Curly's mouth.
"He's in Fairy Forest." Smee laughed. Peter let in a small gasp.
"Wendy." Peter whispered with horror.
"We're going to meet him back at the ship." Smee started walking away with the others. Soon, it was empty.
Hook paused for a moment, and searched around with his piercing blue eyes. Wendy gasped when he spotted her green eyes. She wanted to scream, yet her mouth wouldn't dare open. Hook walked elegantly and darkly over to her and grabbed her by the shoulders roughly. Wendy panicked, trying to hold onto a branch. The branch broke, as Hook pulled Wendy up to him. Wendy opened her mouth, ready to scream. Hook thrusted his left hand over her mouth, and put his sharp hook under her chin, holding her close.
"Wendy is your name, isn't it?" Hook growled. Wendy nodded slightly. Hook smiled his evil grin. "No doubt one of Peter's, aye?" Wendy sealed her eyes shut. Hook cut Wendy barely in the shoulder. Wendy's muffled cry was a sad one. "You know I've seen Peter take dozens of girls here. Why would he need you?"
Wendy bit his hand hard and stepped away, grabbing her sword. "Why should I believe you?" she glared, pointing the sword at him.
Hook took out his gun and pointed it at Wendy's heart. Wendy froze, putting the sword down. "Because I'm the only civil man on this island."
"I don't think so." Wendy muttered under her breath. "Pointing a gun at a girl."
Hook let out a laugh. "Wendy, Wendy, Wendy." He taunted, walking near her. "You don't seem like a mere girl," Wendy stepped back. "You are leaning on the woman side of things." Hook's left hand stroked her hair. Wendy ran backwards, falling. Hook towered over her. "And Wendy, a woman can't love a small boy, but a man." He offered a hand of help. Hook repulsed Wendy quite quickly. She let out a scream.
"HELP!" she screeched, jumping on Hook and knocking the gun out of his hands. HE clawed her, making a large scrape on her back. Wendy yelped in pain, cutting Hook's hand with her pocketknife. "PETER!"
Peter was busy fighting a pirate when he heard the plea. Instantly he flew to the rescue, grabbing Wendy by the arms and lifting up into the air.
"I'll get you for this! I'll kill you all!" Hook cried.
As they were sailing away, Wendy cried, "Peter, you saved my life!"
"The fight's not over, Wendy." Peter sat her down on a tree and fixed her many wounds. "The Lost Boys are captured, and Hook's out to get you."
"So, our adventure's only begun?" Wendy asked in Peter's arms. Peter nodded.
"The adventure hasn't even started yet..."