*****Two chapters at once!? Can you believe it? 3:30 AM must be the golden hour for me to write. Read my followers, read…
Chapter 10
Peters nerves where still jumping from the dream, or better called nightmare, as he flew through the sapphire sky of Neverland. He could still almost hear the voice of Hook as he laughed and taunted him. He could almost hear the plea's of the voices, and almost see the face that was in front of him. The face he was so desperate to touch.
"Alex…" he said almost unconsciously. Seeming to be in a zoned out state of mind, he drifted aimlessly through the skies, until he heard a cheer from the Indian camp. Shaking his head to come back to reality, he looked toward the camp and tilted his head a little. There were no celebrations going on that he knew of. And he knew of all the celebrations on the island. Curiosity took him over and he headed toward the camp, with smoke curling through the air in a wicked grin.
*With Alex*
Alex's legs tried to jerk away from the flames that were threatening her. Her eyes were brought up to meet the eyes of the lighter of the flames. A torch in one hand, and the other hand on her hip. Tiger Lily's grin was still spread across her face as she watched the female pirate from behind the thin curtain of smoke.
The girls attention was brought back to the flames when one came dangerously close to her leg. She pulled at her restraints, and tried to stay calm. The sobs of the other girls where heard through the crackling of the fire, and tears almost came to their leaders eyes. Not because she was in pain or that she was scared. It was because she didn't want to die like this…not in front of them, not helpless. Letting out what she thought would be her last sigh, Alex leaned her head back against the stake and closed her eyes, waiting for the inevitable.
*Back with Peter*
Something was wrong. He could feel it like a dagger in his side. As he grew closer and closer the camp, he increased his speed. Through all the hoots and hollers, Peter could make out frightened screams and cries. Flying ever faster with desperation, Peter finally made it to the clearing just in time to hear the first scream emit from the fire. The screaming……his nightmare. The same voice!
Pulling the dagger from its spot in his belt, Peter darted for the growing flames, ignoring the exclamations from the Indians. He was going to be burned, but he didn't care. Diving into the fire, Peter grabbed for Alex and cut her bonds away as quick as he could. Fighting the burning sensation on his arms, he pulled the girl away from the stake and flew her out of the fire.
*Alex*
It was coming. Death. She could feel it like the flames that were licking at her legs. But she didn't welcome it like most people in this situation would, she was too stubborn. She didn't want to die, not like this, not helpless, not ever. That was the point of being in Neverland right?
But, yes, she could feel it now. Her freedom coming, death setting her free. The strong arms of death wrapped around her and pulled her away from the place, and to the place of comfort. She was surprised by the comfort she felt in those arms. So strong, so warm. Not a painful warm like the fire, not even close. She wanted to be in those arms forever.
"Alex…Alex wake up." she heard a voice. It was so far off, but so close at the same time. The arms loosened around her and she wanted to cry out for them to remain there. Then she felt something touch her cheek. It was warm, and she wanted to know what it was.
"Please…wake up…" the voice sounded again. It sounded so sad, so pleading. She had to know why the voice wanted her to come back so badly. She wanted to know who the arms belonged to.
*Peter*
"Please…wake up…" he pleaded looking down at her limp body. He reached a hand up to touch her face. To touch the face he wanted to touch in his nightmare, except this time he succeeded. Her face was smooth and cold, and pale compared to his tanned flesh. Looking at his arm and hand, he winced at the burns. He would have scars, but they were nothing to worry about.
He let out a sigh and moved down closer to her, resting his forehead against hers. Running his fingers over her cheek, he swallowed a lump in his throat when a tear was released from her still closed eye.
"Wake up…" he breathed out, and closed his eyes. She had to wake up right? She wasn't that burned up, and there wasn't that much smoke….she had to wake up.
Just when Peter was about to let out a sigh of defeat, he felt her warm breath flow over his lips. He shot his eyes open and raised his head and looked down at her. She licked her lips and opened her eyes slowly. Closing them again from the sudden light, she let out a painful sounding sigh.
A smile spread across the flying boys face and his face loosened in relief. He began to pick her up when she opened her eyes again and looked up at him.
"Peter…." she started and the smile returned to his face and nodded. "Y…You saved me…"she finished with her own small smile. Nodding again he continued looking at her as he lifted her off the ground and whispered to her.
"I never make the same mistake twice…"
*****ooooooh, how sweet. I hope you people get the point, I mean, she almost died ya know. She was dead….then she came back…deep…I'm really messed up. I finished all this at around 4:00 AM so…..bare with me. Anyway, you people hopefully know the drill. You review and I write.
Chapter 10
Peters nerves where still jumping from the dream, or better called nightmare, as he flew through the sapphire sky of Neverland. He could still almost hear the voice of Hook as he laughed and taunted him. He could almost hear the plea's of the voices, and almost see the face that was in front of him. The face he was so desperate to touch.
"Alex…" he said almost unconsciously. Seeming to be in a zoned out state of mind, he drifted aimlessly through the skies, until he heard a cheer from the Indian camp. Shaking his head to come back to reality, he looked toward the camp and tilted his head a little. There were no celebrations going on that he knew of. And he knew of all the celebrations on the island. Curiosity took him over and he headed toward the camp, with smoke curling through the air in a wicked grin.
*With Alex*
Alex's legs tried to jerk away from the flames that were threatening her. Her eyes were brought up to meet the eyes of the lighter of the flames. A torch in one hand, and the other hand on her hip. Tiger Lily's grin was still spread across her face as she watched the female pirate from behind the thin curtain of smoke.
The girls attention was brought back to the flames when one came dangerously close to her leg. She pulled at her restraints, and tried to stay calm. The sobs of the other girls where heard through the crackling of the fire, and tears almost came to their leaders eyes. Not because she was in pain or that she was scared. It was because she didn't want to die like this…not in front of them, not helpless. Letting out what she thought would be her last sigh, Alex leaned her head back against the stake and closed her eyes, waiting for the inevitable.
*Back with Peter*
Something was wrong. He could feel it like a dagger in his side. As he grew closer and closer the camp, he increased his speed. Through all the hoots and hollers, Peter could make out frightened screams and cries. Flying ever faster with desperation, Peter finally made it to the clearing just in time to hear the first scream emit from the fire. The screaming……his nightmare. The same voice!
Pulling the dagger from its spot in his belt, Peter darted for the growing flames, ignoring the exclamations from the Indians. He was going to be burned, but he didn't care. Diving into the fire, Peter grabbed for Alex and cut her bonds away as quick as he could. Fighting the burning sensation on his arms, he pulled the girl away from the stake and flew her out of the fire.
*Alex*
It was coming. Death. She could feel it like the flames that were licking at her legs. But she didn't welcome it like most people in this situation would, she was too stubborn. She didn't want to die, not like this, not helpless, not ever. That was the point of being in Neverland right?
But, yes, she could feel it now. Her freedom coming, death setting her free. The strong arms of death wrapped around her and pulled her away from the place, and to the place of comfort. She was surprised by the comfort she felt in those arms. So strong, so warm. Not a painful warm like the fire, not even close. She wanted to be in those arms forever.
"Alex…Alex wake up." she heard a voice. It was so far off, but so close at the same time. The arms loosened around her and she wanted to cry out for them to remain there. Then she felt something touch her cheek. It was warm, and she wanted to know what it was.
"Please…wake up…" the voice sounded again. It sounded so sad, so pleading. She had to know why the voice wanted her to come back so badly. She wanted to know who the arms belonged to.
*Peter*
"Please…wake up…" he pleaded looking down at her limp body. He reached a hand up to touch her face. To touch the face he wanted to touch in his nightmare, except this time he succeeded. Her face was smooth and cold, and pale compared to his tanned flesh. Looking at his arm and hand, he winced at the burns. He would have scars, but they were nothing to worry about.
He let out a sigh and moved down closer to her, resting his forehead against hers. Running his fingers over her cheek, he swallowed a lump in his throat when a tear was released from her still closed eye.
"Wake up…" he breathed out, and closed his eyes. She had to wake up right? She wasn't that burned up, and there wasn't that much smoke….she had to wake up.
Just when Peter was about to let out a sigh of defeat, he felt her warm breath flow over his lips. He shot his eyes open and raised his head and looked down at her. She licked her lips and opened her eyes slowly. Closing them again from the sudden light, she let out a painful sounding sigh.
A smile spread across the flying boys face and his face loosened in relief. He began to pick her up when she opened her eyes again and looked up at him.
"Peter…." she started and the smile returned to his face and nodded. "Y…You saved me…"she finished with her own small smile. Nodding again he continued looking at her as he lifted her off the ground and whispered to her.
"I never make the same mistake twice…"
*****ooooooh, how sweet. I hope you people get the point, I mean, she almost died ya know. She was dead….then she came back…deep…I'm really messed up. I finished all this at around 4:00 AM so…..bare with me. Anyway, you people hopefully know the drill. You review and I write.