A/N: Hello everybody! OK here's what's up lately. Now for those of you who didn't know about my Review Reply thingies here's an explanation since I never gave y'all one. What it is, is when you send in a review I will reply in the next chapter. I will reply to all of the reviews since the last chapter. Meaning if you review for chapter one but the latest chapter is 3 I will still reply to it because it was since the last chapter, get it?! So I just wanted you to know if you have reviewed in any of the chapters before this one, please go back to check your reply I have added for you if you haven't seen it. So I hope you enjoy reading this story and here's another chapter just for you! Review Replies since chapter 9 below:
brettley: Thank you very much for that lovely helpful criticism! I thank you very much for even reviewing! ::cinnamon-n-sugar hugs brettley:: You are very kind! WOW I just noticed that (the talking thing) after you pointed it out. I don't know how you got the idea but my friend Abbey suggested that I have an accent for some of my characters. So we just picked our favorite (kinda random) accent...Australian! Thanks again...ttfn
Yuki Asao: Hi, for the... I think, third time! Thanks. I like my imagination too! ;) I dunno I think it's just part of my style writing short chapters. I really am tryin' though, so please stop askin'. I know it may not seem that way but I am. So yeah, thanks Yuki!
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Injury, Pain, Thoughts
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"Ah no." Michael sighed. "Peter and the boys are fightin' again." Kala suddenly perked up. Peter Pan? She thought. The boy mentioned in story books? Kala searched the boat for any signs of this peculiar boy. She noticed a person in ragged clothes fighting one of the pirates, jumping about and taunting him.
One of the cannons exploded with gunpowder as it shot a gigantic cannonball in Alika's direction. Hook, the pirates, the Lost Boys, and Pan all turned to gaze into the sky and saw three people. One of which curled over, screamed, and hurtled downward as another raced after her, without a second thought. The two of them quickly glided into the forest, leaving one still floating in the gleaming sky.
That one still floating was Kala. She knew she should defend Alika, as they promised each other long ago. She flew over to the ship and noticed that eyes were staring at her hungrily. She picked up a sword from the hard, wood, floor and attacked a gruesome looking pirate, and the fighting commenced. She fought with such force none other than Pan had, for she had practiced many times in her make-believe playing of Hook.
Peter then looked over in her direction and questioned, "What's yer name again, luv?" Kala looked back at him and smiled quickly. Then noticed that Peter looked older? How could this be, Peter doesn't look like a child, he looks about my age. From what I have read and from my understanding he's supposed to be young, a ten-year-old. And what's with the Australian accents? I'll deal with that later, for now I need to concentrate. Thought Kala.
"No time for explanations!" she responded, throwing three more pirates overboard.
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Meanwhile, in the Neverland's Forest Alika was struggling to breathe. Her left top two ribs, and her bottom right rib were broken. They needed caring for, so that they would have a chance at healing. Michael understood that perfectly. First, he thought, I need to find shelter. So Michael carried Alika to a cave only he knew about. Actually everybody knew about it, but it was simply forgotten. In the cave there was a bed, well preserved food, and a table with two chairs. Michael and Peter used to go to the cave when they need to be alone to think or plan something. He very gently set Alika down on the bed, so as not to cause her any unnecessary pain.
Alika had a look of severe distress spread across her face. She was barely breathing. Without warning Alika gasped for air, she couldn't get in enough to live on. Michael noticed how she was out of breath, and flew to the nearby lake to get some water, though he was kind of hesitant leaving Alika behind. When he returned Alika was not choking anymore, but still looked like she could use some cool liquid. So Michael lifted the home-made, wooden, cup to her lips and let her drink. Alika quietly said thank you before moaning in pain as she shifted her weight slightly. He then ripped his loose fitting shirt from his chest and cut the seems with his dagger. He carefully laid Alika down, and tore her shirt right above her top right rib. Alika winced with the unbearable pain. "I know how much it hurts but if ya want me to help, I need to work quickly. I can't pay attention to ya, luv." Michael said calmly.
"Sure, of course." Alika inaudibly replied.
"Just close yer eyes and don't think about any of et." Michael ordered. He then lifted her back up with his left arm, and began to inspect her wound. It's a very serious wound, I can't believe she hasn't cried yet. Her face twisted up with agony kills me just looking at it. Thought Michael. He put cold water on it, then wrapped her ribs with his shirt, and added a slender piece of wood to her left side. Once he was done caring for her ribs he was exhausted. Working quickly was quite tiring, but the trip to Neverland was even more so. The events of the day had taken their toll on Alika, for she was already asleep. Michael couldn't fight the slumber that sought to take over his mind. He slowly walked over to the other side of the bed and laid down. He smiled at Alika before he drifted asleep, while taking in her beauty.
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A/N: So was that good for the first, full, Neverland chap??? Tell me what ya think by sending a review. It is sooooo simple, all you have to do is hit the review button, and WHAM you made me happy!!! ::a huge smile creeps across cinnamon-n-sugar's face::