So here it is folks – the follow up to my story! I wasn't sure whether or not to continue on and I know sum people liked the story just as I left it, but I got loadsa pleas to go on that I just had to lol
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Wendy turned over, smiling softly in her sleep. Her hair splayed luxuriously around her, framing her features as she yawned, slowly awakening.
Wendy breathed deeply, glorifying in the rich, intoxicating scent of pine leaves and the delicate, exotic aroma of the foreign flowers surrounding her.
Sitting up, Wendy allowed the fresh, enlivening fragrance to wash over her; invigorating her.
Opening her eyes languidly, Wendy peered about her, running her fingers through her tousled locks. The blissful sense pleasure was slowly dispelled as Wendy looked around suddenly in a vain search for Peter.
She stood up, shaded from the sweltering sun by the great canopy of the tree under which she had slept.
Wendy licked her lips nervously, her eyes darting around the unfamiliar surroundings, seeking Peter to no avail.
Stepping out from the awning, barely noticing as the long, green vines swept across her face, Wendy stood in the sunny clearing, her heart beating uncomfortably fast.
She clasped her hands anxiously, where on earth could he be? Her eyes scoured the horizon, scarcely taking in how beautiful the island looked in the early morning sunlight. In the distance, the great stretch of water glistened a deep enticing turquoise; as though filled with a thousand sparkling gems, but still, the scene was void of all sign of Peter.
Despite the warm sun beating down upon her, Wendy shivered with a sudden fear; what could be so important that Peter would see fit to leave her alone in this strange land that was still a mystery to her.
Withdrawing back into the shadows of the tree, Wendy sat down, pulling her knees up tight to her body. She leant her head lightly against the tree, willing herself not to panic.
The leaves rustled with a sudden whisper of wind, as though telling a secret. The boughs creaked and the branches shifted, each creating an ominous silhouette to Wendy. Through the dark shadows Wendy thought, for just one second, she saw a shape; a person standing. Wendy cast her eyes about wildly, her breath caught in her throat as a cold hand closed on her shoulder...
Letting out a small shriek of surprise, Wendy stood up, whirling around only to find herself face to face with...Peter! Wendy's eyes grew wide, her two conflicting emotions trying to overcome each other; her relief at Peter's return was so great that she longed to throw her arms around him...but... how dare he leave her alone in the first place! She longed to slap his face, which, even now, was creased in a self-satisfied grin.
Pushing him away from her, Wendy stamped her foot angrily, "Peter!" she burst out, hands on her hips.
Peter had the good grace to stop smiling, looking now, for all the world like a child about to be scolded by his mother after spilling soup over her best dress.
Wendy glowered at him, her brow furrowed in a deep frown. "How could you Peter? How could you leave me all alone in a land I know nothing about?"
Peter, his eyes downcast, mumbled, "I was only away for a little while, I thought I'd be back long before you woke up." He shifted uncomfortably, his hands behind his back.
A wave of tenderness swept over Wendy at the sorry sight of Peter, but no; she would not give in, not yet. "Peter, that's not the point," she started, more gently now, "I was scared...I imagined all sorts of terrible things had happened. How was I to know you wouldn't be gone for very long?"
Peter chanced a glance at her, his eyes seeking hers, "I'm sorry," he said simply, but sincerely, "I'd never, never hurt you on purpose Wendy, you know that."
Her anger forgotten, Wendy smiled, the old Peter would never have apologised, the old Peter would never even have dreamed admitting he was wrong; he truly had changed.
"That's quite all right Peter," she stated primly, still putting up a front of annoyance which broke as Peter beamed at her, lifting her up in a flight that took them far above the tallest tree.
She giggled, the blissful feeling of happiness back. Sweeping through the endlessly blue sky, Wendy stretched out her arms as she turned to Peter, "Is it possible to be this happy?"
Peter looked at her, "What do you mean?"
"I mean, it can't be possible to be this happy...I suppose I'm scared that it won't last, that sooner or later something will come along and destroy it..."
Peter smiled at her, his hair more dishevelled than usual, whipped back by the wind. "But that's what makes it so exciting Wendy; not knowing what's going to happen next...wouldn't it be very boring if things were always the same?" His smile deepened in his typical arrogance, "Besides, I would never let anything harm you or make you unhappy."
Wendy rolled her eyes; it was a very sweet thing to say...but it was a classic sign of Peter's overconfidence that he could do or fix anything.
Wendy turned to Peter, a sudden thought occurring, "Oh Peter, where did you go this morning?"
Peter looked awkward, he avoided Wendy's steady gaze, "Well, you see...Tinkerbell found me this morning...she was very...upset that I hadn't come to find her last night..."
Wendy sighed, was Tinkerbell always to be this tiresome?
"She was annoyed that I had left her alone all night with Grubby..."
Wendy stared at Peter, confused, her irritation at the little fairy forgotten. "Grubby? What's a Grubby?"
Peter laughed, "Grubby is a lost boy...a new one..."
Understanding dawned in Wendy's eyes, "Oh," she smiled, "just the one?"
Peter waved his hand impatiently, "There'll be more. Grubby arrived a couple of days after you left, I guess...I just forgot to mention him."
Wendy's eyes were bright, another child to tell hers stories to; it would be like having a little brother again, she could hardly wait! "When can I meet him?"
Peter shrugged, already bored with the conversation, "Later, but first, there's something I want to show you..."
"What is it?" Wendy asked keenly.
Peter grinned, "It's a surprise..." he tightened his grip on her, "Hold on!"
Wendy shrieked as the pair soared over the isle, heading towards the south, where the sea met the earth.
Landing softly on the sandy terrain, Peter took Wendy's hand; she smiled at him, slightly perplexed, "Peter..."
Peter placed a gentle finger on her lips, "Shhhh," he moved away, beckoning her, "Follow me," he whispered.
Peter walked slowly down the path, parallel to the ocean, time and time again he glanced about him, as though to make sure they were alone. Wendy tailed him, still confused, her gaze fixed on the ground. Her eyes narrowed suddenly as they focused on the path, it appeared to be scattered with grains of sand, but as Wendy stared the 'grains' glittered gold.
Bending down, Wendy scooped up a handful of the mysterious granules, she sifted them through her fingers, marvelling at the way in which each grain seemed to sparkle and shimmer.
Peter turned round, abruptly swiping the grains from Wendy's hands, "Don't touch them!" he hissed.
Wendy looked up, startled and hurt, "I meant no harm. Why, whatever are they?" Peter gestured for her to be quiet and, taking her hand once more, he led her down to the very edge of the sea towards a bed of large rocks and boulders.
Upon reaching the layers of rocks, Wendy stood in awe as Peter placed his hand on the largest boulder; he rubbed it softly until a hole appeared in the middle; a hole just large enough for a fairly slim person to slip through.
Pulling Wendy through the fissure, Peter drew back as the opening simply melted away and the rock face became whole again.
There was no sunlight within the cavern but there didn't seem to be any need for it; a soft light illuminated the entire grotto, the mellow glow was emitted from something Wendy couldn't quite make out in the centre of the room.
Peter smiled at her, "No-one but me has ever entered this cave,"
Wendy stared back at him, her features still creased in confusion, "What's so special about this cave?"
Peter's eyes shone, he indicated the strange object in the middle of the cavern, "That, Wendy, is the key to all of Neverland's powers..."
"But what...what is it?" Wendy moved closer curiously, Peter right behind her.
Sooooooooo...wat does every1 fink of the new part?? Should I carry on?? I have the next chapter written out, if I get enough reviews...I'll post it, k?
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