Chapter Fourteen
Meloney. That's all Alex could think about. The guilt, anger, horror, and helplessness was too much and brought the oldest girl to the ground. Laying on her side and bringing her legs up in a futile position, the only thing she could hear was the weeping of the other girls and the thudding in her head. All this was her fault. If it wasn't for her and her stubbornness, Meloney would still be here instead of…dead.
Alex cringed at the word. The little girls name and that dark word should never be said in the same sentence. Someone as innocent and pure as Meloney was should not have to face any kind of death. But she was gone. How ironic, the one person that she looked up to most was the one that was at fault for her death.
She had been a fool to care for the Pan's safety over Meloney's. Peter had faced Hook many times before and had a good chance of surviving any attack, but Melony had no chance. So why did she choose to protect Peter? Maybe it was the look Meloney gave her when she was hanging by Hooks hook. The look that told her not to tell no matter what happened to the younger girl. Maybe it was the thought of Peter being hurt that was her weakness. Or maybe it was just the boy in general that was her one weakness.
Maybe she shouldn't be laying here in the sand all pitiful like while Hook grew nearer and nearer to the boys hideout. How would Meloney react if she saw her beloved leader showing such cowardice. She would through a fit, that's what she'd do. Meloney would want her to go on and stop Hook. And besides the feeling of Peter being hurt tore Alex up.
But wait. If she goes she would have to tell Peter how Hook knew where the hideout was. She could already feel the hate cloud his eyes over and glare into her own. Could she deal with that? Sure the knowledge of Peter possibly being hurt made her feel terrible, but the thought of him hating her and seeing her as a traitor absolutely killed her inside. But here she was being a coward again. Now she wasn't admitting anything per say, but if she really cared about Peter the knowledge of knowing he was safe would be enough right? Right.
Slowly Alex picked herself up off the sand and looked out toward the crewless Jolly Roger. She may have been at fault for Meloneys…disappearance…but she'd make things right. Somehow. With new found confidence, Alex turned toward the girls behind her. They all looked up at her with tear stained faces. Nothing was said between them, but they knew what they had to do. Meloney may be gone, but she would want them to go and do what they usually did. And that group of girls could never pass up any kind of adventure.
********Lost Boys hideout********
'Stupid girl.' Peter though as he sat on the edge of the large bed in the room. He had returned not long ago and was currently oblivious to the incident that had taken place, and deaf to the shouts of the Lost Boys.
Peter had spent a good time of the day staring blankly in front of him, searching his mind for answers. He quickly found that it didn't do much good if his mind was as confused as he was. And when simple thoughts became complicated, he decided he needed a rest. So here he was, not further then he was this morning. The answer to why he didn't save Alex and the girls, and the answers to many other questions involving that girl eluded him.
He had found it strange that the Lost Boys and Tink were presently gone, but he shrugged it off and letting out a sigh he laid back on the bed, resting his head. Why was he feeling this way? He had a warm tingly feeling in his stomach whenever he thought about that 'stupid girl' that was plaguing him. Any other time he was say that the feeling was telling him that he was just hungry. Why was this time different? He honestly didn't know. He hadn't really known her that long, so she why would she have such an affect on him? Well sure he had peered at her through the window all those years ago, but it wasn't the same as actually meeting her.
Peters thoughts continued on until finally he feel into a deep well welcomed slumber.
********Outside the tree********
The stench of gunpowder, sweat and seawater swept over the area around the large tree as the pirates gathered around as silently as they could manage. Hook, of course, was at the front with Smee following closely behind. Not a sound came from the tree, at least none that the men could hear.
'This is it.' Hook thought excitedly as a sly grin spread across his face, making his mustache curl at either side. It would be a tight fit, but he could still make it through the little opening that was carved for a door. Trusting that his crew would stay put, the captain made his way through the door, the blue vile of liquid firmly clutched in his good hand. Running his hook down the wall to make sure he wouldn't stumble and give away his position in the darkness, Hook entered the main room of the hideout.
There was no sight of the Lost Boys, but there sleeping soundly on the bed was his nemesis. With one arm behind his head and the other set across his stomach, the Pan was extremely vulnerable. With a grimace, Hook looked down at the vile in his hand then to his sword. He could just kill him now, it would be the perfect opportunity. But, no. Sure any less of a man would, but the great captain Hook wanted the Pan and anyone who was close to him to feel pain, and being killed in his sleep wouldn't be that painful. Besides, there was no pride in killing an enemy while they're asleep.
So, Hook stepped toward the sleeping boy and lifted the vile in front of him. Popping off the cap, the dark man looked down on the Pan, his blue eyes determined. Carefully lowering the vile to the boys parted lips, Hook quickly poured the blue substance into his mouth. The man grinned when he saw Peters reflexes kick in and swallow the fluid. His grin spread even wider when the Pans eyes shot open. He kept his eyes on the boy, while he spoke.
"Well boy, the time has finally come."
"Come for what ya old codfish?!" Peter replied with anger in his voice. Partly from just the sight of Hook, and partly for letting his guard down like he did.
"For you to admit defeat." the captain let out a short laugh when the liquid started taking effect and Pan slowly fell on the floor breathing heavily.
"Wh…what'd you do to me?" Peter asked looking up a the man with dangerous eyes while trying to get back up.
"Oh, I just gave you a small drink. It's starting to kick in already as you can probably tell. Anytime now, you will be completely unconscious. And when you wake, you will be completely…how should I say it…clueless?" he explained the Peter with amused eyes.
Peter desperately grabbed for his dagger, but even if he could grasp it he was far too weak to fight. His vision became blurred, and his mind foggy. He could feel himself slipping, into what he didn't know. But he couldn't just let go like this, without him who would protect the boys? What would happen to Tink? The girls…Alex. What would happen to her? But he couldn't stop it. The next thing Peter knew, he was lost in darkness.
**Alex and the girls**
"We're almost there!" Alex yelled to the girls tailing her. For twenty minutes straight they had been running frantically toward the hideout, and the younger girls were less then enthusiastic about it.
"That's…what you said…five minutes ago!" Karry panted a response.
But this time they were very close. The birds of Neverland flew in every direction as the girls ran trough the trees, not caring what they disturbed. Their bare feet where scratched terribly and Alex's legs throbbed from her still healing burns, but they continued to run.
Finally the tree came into view, and Alex let loose one last burst of speed and dove into the door. Scrambling into the room, her face dropped abruptly when no one was found. Surely the Lost Boys would have found Peter by now. Breathing heavily, Alex quickly walked over to Peters room and pulled back the bear skin cover, and again found no one. Letting out an irritated sigh, she went back into the main room and plopped down on the bed. She shifted a little, feeling warmth. Almost as if someone had been sitting there previously.
Not bothering to look up at the girls when they entered, Alex instead looked down at her legs, cringing in pain. If she kept up like this they were never going to heal. But she had to continue on, she couldn't show a weakness again. Standing, she started toward the door, that is until something caught her eye. She turned back around and her eyes widened when she spotted Peters dagger laying abandoned on the floor.
Limping slightly over to the weapon, the ex-pirate picked it up and turned it in her hand. Something was wrong. Peter never left his dagger behind, ever. He may be the cockiest boy that ever lived, but it was too risky to just leave his dagger behind.
Tossing the blade on the bed she started out the door again, the girls following her like puppies. When the light of Neverland hit her face, she turned back toward the girls and pointed West.
"Sara, Karry, and Claire. You guys go that way and look for the Lost Boys or Peter. Honey, Jenni and me will go this way." she finished pointed North.
"We all meet back here in…" she looked up at the newly appearing stars. "…in four hours. With or without anyone, go it?" she asked as they nodded in agreement, then all took off in their separate ways.
********Aboard the Jolly Roger********
Hook was almost jumping around the deck he was so happy. Finally, a plan came full circle! A great plan! In only a matter of hours that boy would be out of his hair for good. The captain paced back an forth across the deck, his eyes on the unconscious form of Peter Pan who was tied to the mast just in case.
The dark haired man could hardly wait until he woke up. The reaction that was caused from the potion would be priceless. And the reaction that would come from that girl…HA! It was all too much for Hook to stand and he couldn't help but let out a little giggle. A passing crew member heard it and gave his captain an odd look, but thinking for his own safety he continued on his way.
"SMEE! ARE WE ALL SET?!" Hook screamed at his first mate that was up by the helm.
"Y…yes, sir!" he stuttered and rang out. "Prepare for cast off!"
As soon as this was sounded the boat lurched forward in the water, and in not time it was hovering over the depths. Hook stood proudly at the side of his ship watching as the boat rose slowly over the island into the surrounding clouds. Yes, everything would work out perfectly.
"Uhhhh…" a painful moan came from behind the captain. Turning around, the grin came to the captains face when he saw the Pan awaken. Gracefully walking toward his captive, Hook watched as Peter looked around then up at him. Then when Peter spoke, the mans grin grew wider and wider, and at the same time everything on Neverland stopped.
"Wh…who are you?"
"Perfect. Absolutely perfect."
**********AHHHHHHHH!!!!! NOOOOO PETER!!!!! Ahem…yes I know. This is an awful, awful thing to do to Peter. First he can't remember why he didn't save Alex, and now…now he can't remember anything at all. I would like to ask you people something. Would you consider Alex a mary-sue? The thoughts been plaguing me for a while and I need my loyal readers opinion. Just tell me in a review or somthin', but in the meantime…REVIEW!!!!!
Meloney. That's all Alex could think about. The guilt, anger, horror, and helplessness was too much and brought the oldest girl to the ground. Laying on her side and bringing her legs up in a futile position, the only thing she could hear was the weeping of the other girls and the thudding in her head. All this was her fault. If it wasn't for her and her stubbornness, Meloney would still be here instead of…dead.
Alex cringed at the word. The little girls name and that dark word should never be said in the same sentence. Someone as innocent and pure as Meloney was should not have to face any kind of death. But she was gone. How ironic, the one person that she looked up to most was the one that was at fault for her death.
She had been a fool to care for the Pan's safety over Meloney's. Peter had faced Hook many times before and had a good chance of surviving any attack, but Melony had no chance. So why did she choose to protect Peter? Maybe it was the look Meloney gave her when she was hanging by Hooks hook. The look that told her not to tell no matter what happened to the younger girl. Maybe it was the thought of Peter being hurt that was her weakness. Or maybe it was just the boy in general that was her one weakness.
Maybe she shouldn't be laying here in the sand all pitiful like while Hook grew nearer and nearer to the boys hideout. How would Meloney react if she saw her beloved leader showing such cowardice. She would through a fit, that's what she'd do. Meloney would want her to go on and stop Hook. And besides the feeling of Peter being hurt tore Alex up.
But wait. If she goes she would have to tell Peter how Hook knew where the hideout was. She could already feel the hate cloud his eyes over and glare into her own. Could she deal with that? Sure the knowledge of Peter possibly being hurt made her feel terrible, but the thought of him hating her and seeing her as a traitor absolutely killed her inside. But here she was being a coward again. Now she wasn't admitting anything per say, but if she really cared about Peter the knowledge of knowing he was safe would be enough right? Right.
Slowly Alex picked herself up off the sand and looked out toward the crewless Jolly Roger. She may have been at fault for Meloneys…disappearance…but she'd make things right. Somehow. With new found confidence, Alex turned toward the girls behind her. They all looked up at her with tear stained faces. Nothing was said between them, but they knew what they had to do. Meloney may be gone, but she would want them to go and do what they usually did. And that group of girls could never pass up any kind of adventure.
********Lost Boys hideout********
'Stupid girl.' Peter though as he sat on the edge of the large bed in the room. He had returned not long ago and was currently oblivious to the incident that had taken place, and deaf to the shouts of the Lost Boys.
Peter had spent a good time of the day staring blankly in front of him, searching his mind for answers. He quickly found that it didn't do much good if his mind was as confused as he was. And when simple thoughts became complicated, he decided he needed a rest. So here he was, not further then he was this morning. The answer to why he didn't save Alex and the girls, and the answers to many other questions involving that girl eluded him.
He had found it strange that the Lost Boys and Tink were presently gone, but he shrugged it off and letting out a sigh he laid back on the bed, resting his head. Why was he feeling this way? He had a warm tingly feeling in his stomach whenever he thought about that 'stupid girl' that was plaguing him. Any other time he was say that the feeling was telling him that he was just hungry. Why was this time different? He honestly didn't know. He hadn't really known her that long, so she why would she have such an affect on him? Well sure he had peered at her through the window all those years ago, but it wasn't the same as actually meeting her.
Peters thoughts continued on until finally he feel into a deep well welcomed slumber.
********Outside the tree********
The stench of gunpowder, sweat and seawater swept over the area around the large tree as the pirates gathered around as silently as they could manage. Hook, of course, was at the front with Smee following closely behind. Not a sound came from the tree, at least none that the men could hear.
'This is it.' Hook thought excitedly as a sly grin spread across his face, making his mustache curl at either side. It would be a tight fit, but he could still make it through the little opening that was carved for a door. Trusting that his crew would stay put, the captain made his way through the door, the blue vile of liquid firmly clutched in his good hand. Running his hook down the wall to make sure he wouldn't stumble and give away his position in the darkness, Hook entered the main room of the hideout.
There was no sight of the Lost Boys, but there sleeping soundly on the bed was his nemesis. With one arm behind his head and the other set across his stomach, the Pan was extremely vulnerable. With a grimace, Hook looked down at the vile in his hand then to his sword. He could just kill him now, it would be the perfect opportunity. But, no. Sure any less of a man would, but the great captain Hook wanted the Pan and anyone who was close to him to feel pain, and being killed in his sleep wouldn't be that painful. Besides, there was no pride in killing an enemy while they're asleep.
So, Hook stepped toward the sleeping boy and lifted the vile in front of him. Popping off the cap, the dark man looked down on the Pan, his blue eyes determined. Carefully lowering the vile to the boys parted lips, Hook quickly poured the blue substance into his mouth. The man grinned when he saw Peters reflexes kick in and swallow the fluid. His grin spread even wider when the Pans eyes shot open. He kept his eyes on the boy, while he spoke.
"Well boy, the time has finally come."
"Come for what ya old codfish?!" Peter replied with anger in his voice. Partly from just the sight of Hook, and partly for letting his guard down like he did.
"For you to admit defeat." the captain let out a short laugh when the liquid started taking effect and Pan slowly fell on the floor breathing heavily.
"Wh…what'd you do to me?" Peter asked looking up a the man with dangerous eyes while trying to get back up.
"Oh, I just gave you a small drink. It's starting to kick in already as you can probably tell. Anytime now, you will be completely unconscious. And when you wake, you will be completely…how should I say it…clueless?" he explained the Peter with amused eyes.
Peter desperately grabbed for his dagger, but even if he could grasp it he was far too weak to fight. His vision became blurred, and his mind foggy. He could feel himself slipping, into what he didn't know. But he couldn't just let go like this, without him who would protect the boys? What would happen to Tink? The girls…Alex. What would happen to her? But he couldn't stop it. The next thing Peter knew, he was lost in darkness.
**Alex and the girls**
"We're almost there!" Alex yelled to the girls tailing her. For twenty minutes straight they had been running frantically toward the hideout, and the younger girls were less then enthusiastic about it.
"That's…what you said…five minutes ago!" Karry panted a response.
But this time they were very close. The birds of Neverland flew in every direction as the girls ran trough the trees, not caring what they disturbed. Their bare feet where scratched terribly and Alex's legs throbbed from her still healing burns, but they continued to run.
Finally the tree came into view, and Alex let loose one last burst of speed and dove into the door. Scrambling into the room, her face dropped abruptly when no one was found. Surely the Lost Boys would have found Peter by now. Breathing heavily, Alex quickly walked over to Peters room and pulled back the bear skin cover, and again found no one. Letting out an irritated sigh, she went back into the main room and plopped down on the bed. She shifted a little, feeling warmth. Almost as if someone had been sitting there previously.
Not bothering to look up at the girls when they entered, Alex instead looked down at her legs, cringing in pain. If she kept up like this they were never going to heal. But she had to continue on, she couldn't show a weakness again. Standing, she started toward the door, that is until something caught her eye. She turned back around and her eyes widened when she spotted Peters dagger laying abandoned on the floor.
Limping slightly over to the weapon, the ex-pirate picked it up and turned it in her hand. Something was wrong. Peter never left his dagger behind, ever. He may be the cockiest boy that ever lived, but it was too risky to just leave his dagger behind.
Tossing the blade on the bed she started out the door again, the girls following her like puppies. When the light of Neverland hit her face, she turned back toward the girls and pointed West.
"Sara, Karry, and Claire. You guys go that way and look for the Lost Boys or Peter. Honey, Jenni and me will go this way." she finished pointed North.
"We all meet back here in…" she looked up at the newly appearing stars. "…in four hours. With or without anyone, go it?" she asked as they nodded in agreement, then all took off in their separate ways.
********Aboard the Jolly Roger********
Hook was almost jumping around the deck he was so happy. Finally, a plan came full circle! A great plan! In only a matter of hours that boy would be out of his hair for good. The captain paced back an forth across the deck, his eyes on the unconscious form of Peter Pan who was tied to the mast just in case.
The dark haired man could hardly wait until he woke up. The reaction that was caused from the potion would be priceless. And the reaction that would come from that girl…HA! It was all too much for Hook to stand and he couldn't help but let out a little giggle. A passing crew member heard it and gave his captain an odd look, but thinking for his own safety he continued on his way.
"SMEE! ARE WE ALL SET?!" Hook screamed at his first mate that was up by the helm.
"Y…yes, sir!" he stuttered and rang out. "Prepare for cast off!"
As soon as this was sounded the boat lurched forward in the water, and in not time it was hovering over the depths. Hook stood proudly at the side of his ship watching as the boat rose slowly over the island into the surrounding clouds. Yes, everything would work out perfectly.
"Uhhhh…" a painful moan came from behind the captain. Turning around, the grin came to the captains face when he saw the Pan awaken. Gracefully walking toward his captive, Hook watched as Peter looked around then up at him. Then when Peter spoke, the mans grin grew wider and wider, and at the same time everything on Neverland stopped.
"Wh…who are you?"
"Perfect. Absolutely perfect."
**********AHHHHHHHH!!!!! NOOOOO PETER!!!!! Ahem…yes I know. This is an awful, awful thing to do to Peter. First he can't remember why he didn't save Alex, and now…now he can't remember anything at all. I would like to ask you people something. Would you consider Alex a mary-sue? The thoughts been plaguing me for a while and I need my loyal readers opinion. Just tell me in a review or somthin', but in the meantime…REVIEW!!!!!