Chapter Eight

****Ahhh! (dodges the rotten fruits and vegetables being chucked at her.) Yes, yes, I know I'm a terrible, terrible person for waiting so long to update. So, please forgive, I come bearing another chapter. By the way thanks to everyone who reviewed, and once again, sorry for the wait. On with the story!

Swirls of dark blues and purples filled Alex's head when she attempted to open her eyes. She closed them tightly again sucking in a quick breath. She laid stiffly on the ground where she had fallen, trying the get the pounding ache in her head to go away. Finally after a few minutes, she slowly sat up with her eyes still closed and her right hand resting on her forehead.

She let out a painful sigh and tried opening her eyes again, this time with more success. The girl blinked a few times trying to get her eyes to focus again, while looking around the pit she and the girls had fallen in. Taking her hand away from the forehead, she brought it in front of her face, giving her a clear view of what she knew would be on that hand. Blood, and a lot of it. She gave an aggravated groan, and wiped the bloodied hand on the moist leaf and twig covered ground of the pit.

She looked down at her hand for a second before her eyes fell on one of the younger girls laying on the ground next to her.

"Honey!" Alex exclaimed moving over closer to the girl, trying to overcome the dizziness that had almost overtaken her.

She reached the girls side and moved on hand about an inch over the girls mouth to make sure she was breathing. Alex gave a smile when she felt strong breaths coming from the small girl. She placed her hands on the girls shoulders and shook her slightly.

"Honey, wake up. Hey Honey, come on wake up." she said in a bit of a whisper, not sure if the ones that had created this trap where around or not. She directed her eyes up to the side of the huge hole, checking for any sign of life. Seeing neither friend nor foe above them, she turned her attention back to Honey when she felt the girl shift.

"A…Alex?" she questioned while trying to open her eyes. When she was able to pry the lids open she shot up and looked around, finally remembered what had happened. Alex said nothing, just looked to the other girls that were still unconscious on the cold ground.

"Help me wake 'em up." she told Honey, making her way over to Meloney. Checking to see if they were breathing in the same way she checked Honey, Alex tried to wake the other girls, as did Honey.

After all the girls were awake and trying to get there bearings, the oldest girls stood and looked around at their earthy prison. There was no real hurry getting out, seeing it that she had the only real wound, and it was just minor, but the problem was how they would get out of here at all. The perfectly dug hole was a good 15 feet, with 90 degree walls.

She walked around the wall of the pit, running her hand over it to check for any places they could use for foot holes or anything. 'This would be a good time to have that flying boy around' Alex thought to herself. She stopped in her tracks after having this thought and mentally slapped herself. 'You don't need him, you can get out of this no problem', she thought, 'no problem…' as she gazed up at the holes edge that seemed so far away, partly squinting from the bright midday sun.

"What are we gonna do now Alex?" Karry questioned behind her, also looking up at the edge. Alex turned her head a bit to look at the girls that were looking at her with expectant eyes, and she bit her lip in thought.

*At Mermaid Lagoon*

"So ya don't remember anything?" Peter continued to ask the mermaids in a pleading, whining voice. He had been at the lagoon for a good 30 minutes or so and all the girls could talk about was him, and why he would want to find out about some stupid plan about some stupid girl.

"Nope, nothing. Anyway Peter, tell the story about the time…." Peter sighed and rubbed his eyes. It was a vicious cycle, every time he asked, they would want him to tell one of the stories. 'This is a waste of time.' he thought to himself. He had a feeling that even if the mermaids did remember anything, they would say in fear of another girl taking his attention away, like Wendy.

"Sorry girls, I gotta go." he said agitated and flew off before they could protest. He flew across Neverland blankly with no destination in mind. Did he even tell anyone about the plan? If he did would anyone remember? Finally he slowed down and rested on a tree branch, looking over the greenery of the island.

Why had this girl infatuated him so much back then? Was all this even worth it if he didn't know the answer to that question? He sat pondering these questions for a while, playing back all that had happened over the past few days. His mind tracked back to the day at Mermaid Lagoon when he first saw this Alex girl. Well first saw her, again. She seemed scared and brave at the same time when he had the knife to her throat. He leaned back against the trunk of the tree to think more. A soft smile graced itself across his face unknown to him, as his thoughts drifted back to, that day by the lagoon.

*In The Pit*

About an hour or two had passed by the girls in the hole. And they had tried everything they could think of. From standing on top of each other, to trying the throw the smallest of them out, which happened to be Meloney. That idea ended up with a bloody nose, and a bad case of hiccups. No one could quiet figure that out.

Alex plopped herself down on the ground and gave an angry sigh. She had finally came to the conclusion that the only way they were getting out of here was when the maker of this trap came to check it. And she had a feeling that wouldn't be a cheerful escape. She leaned her head on the dirt wall of the hole and closed her eyes, the image of the other girls sitting down as well disappearing.

She had almost drifted off, when she heard the sound the leaves and twigs crunching above her, and she shot open her eyes. She looked up quickly, but saw that whoever, or whatever was coming was still approaching. She glanced over at the girls who had fallen asleep nearby, then moved her vision upward again when she heard the walking stop.

Her silver eyes got wide and she gave a little gasp when she saw who was looking down at her. The brown, almost black eyes that had met with hers, looked almost as surprised, then they turned to an evil kind of satisfaction. The person flipped their black hair over their shoulders and crossed their red tinted arms over their chest. A wicked looking grin came upon the persons face as they looked down at Alex.

The pirate glared up at the person above her with a sort of hate. She parted her lips to speak in a sort of hiss.

"Tiger Lily."