Chapter 3
Hook had seen Pan and Meg flying in the sky, not to mention the on coming of spring was a hint that Pan was back. He wanted to know who the person was that was flying Pan. Her limbs were longer than that of a child and he wanted to know who it was. Hook just about given up on using Wendy as a pawn to kill Peter Pan, just because he had always won. But maybe, this new person was the new key.
He had led a search into the Forest searching for the girl and Pan, he had seen Indians hidden in the brush, so surely now Pan and the Lost Boys had been alerted. He didn't mind much.
Who knows? He thought. Tonight might be the night I kill Pan.
At this sinister thought, a grin crept over his thin lips. The red around his pupil's deepened in color and he was determined to find his archenemy. Little did he know, Pan, Meg and Tink all floated above him in the trees quietly, while the Lost Boys, Wendy, John, Michael and young Indians, who always looked for a good time, hid in the brush.
Pan looked at Meg passed Tink who was sitting on his shoulder. He couldn't understand. How could someone who was as old as Meg remember Neverland, and also want to play with him? She was old enough to be a pirate, but her eyes sparkled at the prospect of attacking them.
"Hook looks just as foolish as I remember him. That hat has seriously got to go." Meg said impishly.
Then Pan got a flash of a memory.
The Lost Boys and Pirates are fighting on the Jolly Roger. Pan is fighting with Hook as usual. Hook looking as angry as ever and Pan grinning and laughing at the Pirate's expense. Then he sees Meg sneaking up behind Hook, slowly, undetected by the other pirates who were busy with Lost Boys. Her tiny feet aren't making a sound and there's a little pixie floating by her side... Jessenia. Meg's lips were curled into a mischievous grin and she grabbed Hook's hat off his head and ran towards the side of the boat and flings it over the side.
"There! Now you don't look so stupid." Meg stated triumphantly at Hook who looked back at that small girl with a sneer. He turned back to Pan and with more anger than ever lunged at him with his sword. Peter kept moving back at strikes Hook was giving him... then there was a ticking.
"Oh, but what's that I hear?" Meg's tiny voice could be heard now that there was silence from the pirates and Lost Boys alike. "Tick tock. Tick tock. Tick tock. Could it be? The Croc!" Meg said, as she ran to Peter a smile still plastered on her face.
"So long Hook!" Pan said as he lifted Meg into the and flew to shore, the Lost Boys close behind him as Tink and Jessenia sprinkled fairy dust on them.
From the shore, Meg, Pan, the fairies and the Lost Boys watched the pirates scrambling to get away from the croc.
"Now that was a great game." Meg said proudly.
Pan looked at Meg again, she was watching the Pirates intently. He remembered her. She was him, only as a girl... but she had grown up, but at the same time remained a child. He was wondering how one accomplished this but then got a nudge in the side.
"Can we go yet? I'm getting antsy." Meg said impatiently.
Pan's smile grew and he signaled to the Lost Boys to get ready. Then he flew beneath the protection of the canopy laughing and causing the pirates to look up.
"Pan!" Hook cried in outrage. He forgot all other things, finding the stranger and figuring out who it was, the only thing on his mind was killing Pan. "Get him! Shoot him!" He shouted at the pirates, who still stared in wonderment at Peter's flight.
Peter laughed at Hook's orders and flew down close to the ground and landed right before him. "Care for a game... codfish?" He said as he smiled impishly.
Hook charged at him, his sword unsheathed and screaming. While Peter met him in the middle, laughing as the two metals clashed causing a spark. "Today's the day Pan." Hook said. As Wendy, the Lost Boys and Indians all came rushing out of the brush for a battle.
"You've been saying that every fight for as long as I can remember." Pan said simply.
"Yes, but I've come closer and closer each time. You're losing your edge Pan." Hook said threateningly as Peter's back met a tree.
"Guess what James?" The Captain heard a girl's voice say. Though when he turned, his hook still at Peter's throat he saw a young woman, a teenager with coppery red hair and gray-blue eyes. "His edge is back!" She continued as she took his hat.
Hook's eyes went wide with the realization. "Meg's back!" He shouted at the top of his lungs to the pirates, which distracted him enough for Peter to push aside his sword and fly into the air after Meg. The rest of their militia followed them close behind.
They got to Pirate's Bay and Meg flew overhead. "Where is he?"
"Who?" Pan asked leaning on the wind.
"The croc." Meg said matter-of-factly. "Oh. He hides in the rocks." Pan said pointing to a cliff that had jagged boulders sticking out of the azure waves.
Meg was flying towards the rocks almost before Peter could realize.
The crocodile's eyes opened at the scent of Hook nearby. Meg could her the ticking of the clock inside him, as she got closer. He looked up hungrily at Meg and licked his lips as he moved through the water towards her.
"He's just there." She pointed towards the little rowboat that was headed towards the Jolly Roger with Hook in it. "Go get the rest of him." She said as she tossed his hat towards his boat. The crocodile followed eagerly and Meg heard the screeches for Smee from the rowboat as Hook panicked.
She turned back to the shore and glided gracefully over the wind to the Lost Boys. "Everybody all right?" She asked.
"Yes, everybody's fine!" Wendy said shortly.
Meg turned and glared at her. "I'm not sure I like you're tone." Meg said in a low growl.
"I'm not sure I like you." Wendy responded.
The Lost Boys looked between the two girls. They weren't sure on what to do. Wendy was their mother, they couldn't betray her, but Meg, hadn't done anything wrong except come back to play. John and Michael stood behind Wendy glowering at Meg. Meg stood her ground, even if nobody was behind her to help her, she wasn't going to let a thirteen year old English girl intimidate her.
"And why not, because I have fun with the boys? Because, they look up to me and I'm not their mother? Because I'm another girl and there's only supposed to be one girl in Neverland? What is it Wendy? Are you threatened by me somehow? Are you afraid I'm going to take your place as mother?"
"You could never be their mother! You're a pirate!" She screamed in Meg's face.
The boys gasped at the accusation, they remembered Meg's hatred towards the pirates. They had captured Jessenia and had danced around her while she sat in a lantern. By the time Meg, Tink and Peter had gotten to the Jolly Roger, Jesse was dead and the pirates were still chanting "There's no such thing as fairies!"
"What did you say?" Meg asked through clenched teeth. She pushed back the tears, and turned her broken heart into an angry storm in her eyes.
"You are a pirate." Wendy said.
"I'd rather die than be a pirate!" Meg shouted, losing it. Her sudden outburst surprised everyone. Wendy's eyes widened and she took a step back at Meg's booming voice. "And the fact that you've said such a thing proves that we can never, ever be friends." Meg said, he chest rising and falling with deep breaths. It took every part of her being not to take one of the Lost Boys swords and start a fight with Wendy. Instead Wendy started it.
Hook had seen Pan and Meg flying in the sky, not to mention the on coming of spring was a hint that Pan was back. He wanted to know who the person was that was flying Pan. Her limbs were longer than that of a child and he wanted to know who it was. Hook just about given up on using Wendy as a pawn to kill Peter Pan, just because he had always won. But maybe, this new person was the new key.
He had led a search into the Forest searching for the girl and Pan, he had seen Indians hidden in the brush, so surely now Pan and the Lost Boys had been alerted. He didn't mind much.
Who knows? He thought. Tonight might be the night I kill Pan.
At this sinister thought, a grin crept over his thin lips. The red around his pupil's deepened in color and he was determined to find his archenemy. Little did he know, Pan, Meg and Tink all floated above him in the trees quietly, while the Lost Boys, Wendy, John, Michael and young Indians, who always looked for a good time, hid in the brush.
Pan looked at Meg passed Tink who was sitting on his shoulder. He couldn't understand. How could someone who was as old as Meg remember Neverland, and also want to play with him? She was old enough to be a pirate, but her eyes sparkled at the prospect of attacking them.
"Hook looks just as foolish as I remember him. That hat has seriously got to go." Meg said impishly.
Then Pan got a flash of a memory.
The Lost Boys and Pirates are fighting on the Jolly Roger. Pan is fighting with Hook as usual. Hook looking as angry as ever and Pan grinning and laughing at the Pirate's expense. Then he sees Meg sneaking up behind Hook, slowly, undetected by the other pirates who were busy with Lost Boys. Her tiny feet aren't making a sound and there's a little pixie floating by her side... Jessenia. Meg's lips were curled into a mischievous grin and she grabbed Hook's hat off his head and ran towards the side of the boat and flings it over the side.
"There! Now you don't look so stupid." Meg stated triumphantly at Hook who looked back at that small girl with a sneer. He turned back to Pan and with more anger than ever lunged at him with his sword. Peter kept moving back at strikes Hook was giving him... then there was a ticking.
"Oh, but what's that I hear?" Meg's tiny voice could be heard now that there was silence from the pirates and Lost Boys alike. "Tick tock. Tick tock. Tick tock. Could it be? The Croc!" Meg said, as she ran to Peter a smile still plastered on her face.
"So long Hook!" Pan said as he lifted Meg into the and flew to shore, the Lost Boys close behind him as Tink and Jessenia sprinkled fairy dust on them.
From the shore, Meg, Pan, the fairies and the Lost Boys watched the pirates scrambling to get away from the croc.
"Now that was a great game." Meg said proudly.
Pan looked at Meg again, she was watching the Pirates intently. He remembered her. She was him, only as a girl... but she had grown up, but at the same time remained a child. He was wondering how one accomplished this but then got a nudge in the side.
"Can we go yet? I'm getting antsy." Meg said impatiently.
Pan's smile grew and he signaled to the Lost Boys to get ready. Then he flew beneath the protection of the canopy laughing and causing the pirates to look up.
"Pan!" Hook cried in outrage. He forgot all other things, finding the stranger and figuring out who it was, the only thing on his mind was killing Pan. "Get him! Shoot him!" He shouted at the pirates, who still stared in wonderment at Peter's flight.
Peter laughed at Hook's orders and flew down close to the ground and landed right before him. "Care for a game... codfish?" He said as he smiled impishly.
Hook charged at him, his sword unsheathed and screaming. While Peter met him in the middle, laughing as the two metals clashed causing a spark. "Today's the day Pan." Hook said. As Wendy, the Lost Boys and Indians all came rushing out of the brush for a battle.
"You've been saying that every fight for as long as I can remember." Pan said simply.
"Yes, but I've come closer and closer each time. You're losing your edge Pan." Hook said threateningly as Peter's back met a tree.
"Guess what James?" The Captain heard a girl's voice say. Though when he turned, his hook still at Peter's throat he saw a young woman, a teenager with coppery red hair and gray-blue eyes. "His edge is back!" She continued as she took his hat.
Hook's eyes went wide with the realization. "Meg's back!" He shouted at the top of his lungs to the pirates, which distracted him enough for Peter to push aside his sword and fly into the air after Meg. The rest of their militia followed them close behind.
They got to Pirate's Bay and Meg flew overhead. "Where is he?"
"Who?" Pan asked leaning on the wind.
"The croc." Meg said matter-of-factly. "Oh. He hides in the rocks." Pan said pointing to a cliff that had jagged boulders sticking out of the azure waves.
Meg was flying towards the rocks almost before Peter could realize.
The crocodile's eyes opened at the scent of Hook nearby. Meg could her the ticking of the clock inside him, as she got closer. He looked up hungrily at Meg and licked his lips as he moved through the water towards her.
"He's just there." She pointed towards the little rowboat that was headed towards the Jolly Roger with Hook in it. "Go get the rest of him." She said as she tossed his hat towards his boat. The crocodile followed eagerly and Meg heard the screeches for Smee from the rowboat as Hook panicked.
She turned back to the shore and glided gracefully over the wind to the Lost Boys. "Everybody all right?" She asked.
"Yes, everybody's fine!" Wendy said shortly.
Meg turned and glared at her. "I'm not sure I like you're tone." Meg said in a low growl.
"I'm not sure I like you." Wendy responded.
The Lost Boys looked between the two girls. They weren't sure on what to do. Wendy was their mother, they couldn't betray her, but Meg, hadn't done anything wrong except come back to play. John and Michael stood behind Wendy glowering at Meg. Meg stood her ground, even if nobody was behind her to help her, she wasn't going to let a thirteen year old English girl intimidate her.
"And why not, because I have fun with the boys? Because, they look up to me and I'm not their mother? Because I'm another girl and there's only supposed to be one girl in Neverland? What is it Wendy? Are you threatened by me somehow? Are you afraid I'm going to take your place as mother?"
"You could never be their mother! You're a pirate!" She screamed in Meg's face.
The boys gasped at the accusation, they remembered Meg's hatred towards the pirates. They had captured Jessenia and had danced around her while she sat in a lantern. By the time Meg, Tink and Peter had gotten to the Jolly Roger, Jesse was dead and the pirates were still chanting "There's no such thing as fairies!"
"What did you say?" Meg asked through clenched teeth. She pushed back the tears, and turned her broken heart into an angry storm in her eyes.
"You are a pirate." Wendy said.
"I'd rather die than be a pirate!" Meg shouted, losing it. Her sudden outburst surprised everyone. Wendy's eyes widened and she took a step back at Meg's booming voice. "And the fact that you've said such a thing proves that we can never, ever be friends." Meg said, he chest rising and falling with deep breaths. It took every part of her being not to take one of the Lost Boys swords and start a fight with Wendy. Instead Wendy started it.