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dash180: Hey thanks for reading the story. I'm glad you're liking it. You will find out about Wendy and everybody soon. Doona worry!
Jessica Marie: Yea! Great review. Thanks! Yes it was kind of brutal. You must be warned. I am a sucker for sad things happening in my stories........
Yuki Aso: Your reviews always make me feel great. Thanks so much! Italy!!!! Ahhh! That's awesome!!! I'm jealous! I hope you have fun!
Chapter 7: Embrace of the Starlight
They backed up slowly and as quietly as they could. They weren't sure if the pirates had seen them yet. The light was very little. Peter pulled Colleen after him as he headed over to his great bed. He rose into the air and slid inbetween roots. "We can get out this way. Hurry."
Colleen nodded and stepping onto the furs, grabbed hold of a root and pulled herself up. She had her head through when a pirate cried out. "They're getting away!"
Peter grabbed her hand and pulled. "Come on."
She grabbed hold of his other arm and started pulling herself up. She stopped short though. She couldn't get through. Her wings were too big! She straightened them out behind her but it did no good. She looked up to Peter's eyes, scared to death. She heard a sword leave it's scabbard. Peter seeming to understand, nodded his head. He placed her hand on a rough, knot nearby and suddenly crawled inbetween the roots again and into the great room. She couldn't see a thing but put her trust into Peter as she wiggled this way and that, trying to get her wings through.
Peter sped into the room and kicked a rather smelly pirate into the table which crashed over. He took a sword from the wall and landed, sword at the ready in front of four pirates. They all looked at him in awe. Peter smiled and rose his right brow. "What? You look a little startled."
Peter, crowed and then lept in the air at them, swinging his sword around. The one closest, got it through his gut and fell over. A red headed pirate with serious dread locks, pushed him out of the way and came at Peter. He jabbed his sword out and Peter parried it. Laughing all the while, Peter grabbed a lock of hair and lifted the pirate into the air. He then flung him away hitting the other pirates, who like Dominos, fell over one by one. "Man, I missed this."
Peter laughed and looking behind him saw that Wings had gotten through. He laughed again and knocked another table over and onto the grunting pirates. He then, tucking the sword into his belt, flew off and into the roots and out into the night air. Wings and Tink were waiting for him, both flapping their wings to different rhythms. Wings motioned him to follow her. He nodded and turned to Tink. "Check and see if there are any more pirates about will you Tink? Also, I need to talk with you later."
She nodded and they watched as her glow faded off into the night. He turned to Wings and smiled. She grinned back at him and motioned for him once again. She turned her body gracefully as her wings flapped gently and they flew off into the chilly night. She was getting off aways but he still could see her. Her white clothes and wings seemed to glow in the evening. Leaves rustled as they passed over the tree tops and birds sung to the night. Suddenly, Wings flight path angled upwards. She sped up her pace, her feathers rustling as she flew. Peter followed her laughing a bit. Finally she stopped slowly and seemed to hover there. Peter next to her, looked at her as she gazed at the stars. Looking up, Peter too watched the stars glitter in the night sky. The night air was silent, up so high.
The only breeze was from her wings pushing the air around. The sky looked like velvet with crystal's embeddoned in it every where you looked. Colleen felt as if the stars were watching over the two of them at that moment. The star's light, embracing their bodies in their safe haven in the sky. She looked to Peter and could see the stars reflection in his own eyes. His eyes showed a wisdom beyond many. He had seen so much, done so much, he had lived. That night, she felt as if his soul was pouring out of his eyes and into the air, delicatly remembering every thing and boaring it inside itself. She felt as if she were reading it right then and there. It was bare naked to her eye. His soul flew into the night air and the starlight embraced it, holding its story forever. Peter looked to her finally, the stars still in his eyes. They were so bright. Looking into his pure, joyful eyes made her feel she could let go. Let go of her nightmares.
So she did. She let the tears fall silently and fall into the night. Each tear retold a memory as it fell, and as each one was released, it seemed as if more light entered her eyes. She let herself go that night, and a little girl who never got to live showed her face finally. Peter looked at her worringly but she smiled so brightly and with something new crossing her eyes, that he couldn't help but smile back. They didn't speak a word as they stayed in their haven awhile longer.
Finally, they flew back down to Neverlands' ground and through the trees. Peter followed her for awhile when finally they came upon a huge tree. It was beautiful. They came upon it and flew up the length of its trunk which Peter was sure, was the biggest tree in Neverland. When they got near the top, Wings folded her wings as she landed gently in a wide area between the large branches coming out of the trunk. The trunk was so large, they had about a 15 foot area to walk freely around in.
The bark was warm as their bare feet touched it. It was soft and the lull of the leaves rustling was very calming. They were high above the other trees and so could see miles around.
She was looking out over the forest of Neverland when Peter put his hand on her shoulder. She turned to him and looked up into his sky blue eyes. "What is your real name?"
She looked up to him, head cocked and smiled. He gave her his dagger and she gently stepped over to a huge branch spreading away from them and up higher into the sky. She sat down and began carving into the bark. He waited quietly before she finally moved aside and he could see the carved name. He looked at her and smiled. "Colleen."
He walked over to her and took the dagger from her and began carving his name roughly into the tree. When he was done, he pulled back and laughed. His was messily carved in there with his "r" being bigger than the rest of the letters. She smiled as well, her eyes laughing as she put her hand to it and traced it with her finger. Suddenly a light made its way toward them. Tinkerbell stopped before them looking worried and crying.
"What is it Tink?" She motioned for them to follow her. She flew out and into the night air as Peter followed. He just lifted off of their perch and into the air. Colleen took a running start and dove off of the tree. Her wings were straigh out behind her and before she reached the top of the other trees, she spread them and catching an air pocket, lifted into the air and behind the other two.
Tink led them through the trees, but before they reached their destination, Peter and Colleen already had an idea as to what was wrong. The air was warm and full of soot and ash. They started coughing and so landed on the ground and brushed through the bushes until they came upon the tree.
The beautiful oak that had been Peter's home ever since he came to Neverland, was burning. Peter put his hands up to his head in a frantic hurry. He didn't know what to do. Tears came to his eyes as all he could do was watch it burn. So many memories were with that tree. Many adventures, stories, the lost boys, Wendy. Peter fell to the ground as the thought came to him suddenly. All he could do was watch as the flames danced their hypnotic dance as thoughts flew through his head. His vision swam as tears overflowed from his eyes. He had forgotten. A fear unknown to him crept up from his belly and into his heart, chilling his every bone. He shook with fright and the unknowing. Suddenly He dug his hands into the ground. He voice cried out into the smokey air. "Tink!"
Colleen looked over at Peter kneeling on the ground covered in soot, shadows dancing on his face, as Tink flew over. His chest was rising rapidly as he stared up into Tink eyes with the most heart breaking look on his face. "Tinkerbell. Where is Wendy?"
Suddenly, the fire seemed to explode. The smoke cleared for a brief second. High up on the tree, slashed into the bark, surrounded by fire, was a symbol. Looking back to Peter startled, Colleen could see it reflected in his tear filled eyes. In his eyes she could see a million unknown questions flying around. It seemed Peter's nightmare was showing itself. The nightmare that was the hook carved onto his home, while the flames ate it up.
dash180: Hey thanks for reading the story. I'm glad you're liking it. You will find out about Wendy and everybody soon. Doona worry!
Jessica Marie: Yea! Great review. Thanks! Yes it was kind of brutal. You must be warned. I am a sucker for sad things happening in my stories........
Yuki Aso: Your reviews always make me feel great. Thanks so much! Italy!!!! Ahhh! That's awesome!!! I'm jealous! I hope you have fun!
Chapter 7: Embrace of the Starlight
They backed up slowly and as quietly as they could. They weren't sure if the pirates had seen them yet. The light was very little. Peter pulled Colleen after him as he headed over to his great bed. He rose into the air and slid inbetween roots. "We can get out this way. Hurry."
Colleen nodded and stepping onto the furs, grabbed hold of a root and pulled herself up. She had her head through when a pirate cried out. "They're getting away!"
Peter grabbed her hand and pulled. "Come on."
She grabbed hold of his other arm and started pulling herself up. She stopped short though. She couldn't get through. Her wings were too big! She straightened them out behind her but it did no good. She looked up to Peter's eyes, scared to death. She heard a sword leave it's scabbard. Peter seeming to understand, nodded his head. He placed her hand on a rough, knot nearby and suddenly crawled inbetween the roots again and into the great room. She couldn't see a thing but put her trust into Peter as she wiggled this way and that, trying to get her wings through.
Peter sped into the room and kicked a rather smelly pirate into the table which crashed over. He took a sword from the wall and landed, sword at the ready in front of four pirates. They all looked at him in awe. Peter smiled and rose his right brow. "What? You look a little startled."
Peter, crowed and then lept in the air at them, swinging his sword around. The one closest, got it through his gut and fell over. A red headed pirate with serious dread locks, pushed him out of the way and came at Peter. He jabbed his sword out and Peter parried it. Laughing all the while, Peter grabbed a lock of hair and lifted the pirate into the air. He then flung him away hitting the other pirates, who like Dominos, fell over one by one. "Man, I missed this."
Peter laughed and looking behind him saw that Wings had gotten through. He laughed again and knocked another table over and onto the grunting pirates. He then, tucking the sword into his belt, flew off and into the roots and out into the night air. Wings and Tink were waiting for him, both flapping their wings to different rhythms. Wings motioned him to follow her. He nodded and turned to Tink. "Check and see if there are any more pirates about will you Tink? Also, I need to talk with you later."
She nodded and they watched as her glow faded off into the night. He turned to Wings and smiled. She grinned back at him and motioned for him once again. She turned her body gracefully as her wings flapped gently and they flew off into the chilly night. She was getting off aways but he still could see her. Her white clothes and wings seemed to glow in the evening. Leaves rustled as they passed over the tree tops and birds sung to the night. Suddenly, Wings flight path angled upwards. She sped up her pace, her feathers rustling as she flew. Peter followed her laughing a bit. Finally she stopped slowly and seemed to hover there. Peter next to her, looked at her as she gazed at the stars. Looking up, Peter too watched the stars glitter in the night sky. The night air was silent, up so high.
The only breeze was from her wings pushing the air around. The sky looked like velvet with crystal's embeddoned in it every where you looked. Colleen felt as if the stars were watching over the two of them at that moment. The star's light, embracing their bodies in their safe haven in the sky. She looked to Peter and could see the stars reflection in his own eyes. His eyes showed a wisdom beyond many. He had seen so much, done so much, he had lived. That night, she felt as if his soul was pouring out of his eyes and into the air, delicatly remembering every thing and boaring it inside itself. She felt as if she were reading it right then and there. It was bare naked to her eye. His soul flew into the night air and the starlight embraced it, holding its story forever. Peter looked to her finally, the stars still in his eyes. They were so bright. Looking into his pure, joyful eyes made her feel she could let go. Let go of her nightmares.
So she did. She let the tears fall silently and fall into the night. Each tear retold a memory as it fell, and as each one was released, it seemed as if more light entered her eyes. She let herself go that night, and a little girl who never got to live showed her face finally. Peter looked at her worringly but she smiled so brightly and with something new crossing her eyes, that he couldn't help but smile back. They didn't speak a word as they stayed in their haven awhile longer.
Finally, they flew back down to Neverlands' ground and through the trees. Peter followed her for awhile when finally they came upon a huge tree. It was beautiful. They came upon it and flew up the length of its trunk which Peter was sure, was the biggest tree in Neverland. When they got near the top, Wings folded her wings as she landed gently in a wide area between the large branches coming out of the trunk. The trunk was so large, they had about a 15 foot area to walk freely around in.
The bark was warm as their bare feet touched it. It was soft and the lull of the leaves rustling was very calming. They were high above the other trees and so could see miles around.
She was looking out over the forest of Neverland when Peter put his hand on her shoulder. She turned to him and looked up into his sky blue eyes. "What is your real name?"
She looked up to him, head cocked and smiled. He gave her his dagger and she gently stepped over to a huge branch spreading away from them and up higher into the sky. She sat down and began carving into the bark. He waited quietly before she finally moved aside and he could see the carved name. He looked at her and smiled. "Colleen."
He walked over to her and took the dagger from her and began carving his name roughly into the tree. When he was done, he pulled back and laughed. His was messily carved in there with his "r" being bigger than the rest of the letters. She smiled as well, her eyes laughing as she put her hand to it and traced it with her finger. Suddenly a light made its way toward them. Tinkerbell stopped before them looking worried and crying.
"What is it Tink?" She motioned for them to follow her. She flew out and into the night air as Peter followed. He just lifted off of their perch and into the air. Colleen took a running start and dove off of the tree. Her wings were straigh out behind her and before she reached the top of the other trees, she spread them and catching an air pocket, lifted into the air and behind the other two.
Tink led them through the trees, but before they reached their destination, Peter and Colleen already had an idea as to what was wrong. The air was warm and full of soot and ash. They started coughing and so landed on the ground and brushed through the bushes until they came upon the tree.
The beautiful oak that had been Peter's home ever since he came to Neverland, was burning. Peter put his hands up to his head in a frantic hurry. He didn't know what to do. Tears came to his eyes as all he could do was watch it burn. So many memories were with that tree. Many adventures, stories, the lost boys, Wendy. Peter fell to the ground as the thought came to him suddenly. All he could do was watch as the flames danced their hypnotic dance as thoughts flew through his head. His vision swam as tears overflowed from his eyes. He had forgotten. A fear unknown to him crept up from his belly and into his heart, chilling his every bone. He shook with fright and the unknowing. Suddenly He dug his hands into the ground. He voice cried out into the smokey air. "Tink!"
Colleen looked over at Peter kneeling on the ground covered in soot, shadows dancing on his face, as Tink flew over. His chest was rising rapidly as he stared up into Tink eyes with the most heart breaking look on his face. "Tinkerbell. Where is Wendy?"
Suddenly, the fire seemed to explode. The smoke cleared for a brief second. High up on the tree, slashed into the bark, surrounded by fire, was a symbol. Looking back to Peter startled, Colleen could see it reflected in his tear filled eyes. In his eyes she could see a million unknown questions flying around. It seemed Peter's nightmare was showing itself. The nightmare that was the hook carved onto his home, while the flames ate it up.