Hello everyone. Thanks for all the great reviews. To tell you all the truth I was getting burnt out of writing for this fanfic. But my sister told me that I should finish what ever I start. So with the help from my two sisters I'm going to try and finish it.
I would like to dedicate this story to my two sisters for they helped me come up with ideas for the remaining story.
The American Adventure!
Ch. 17. It ticks no longer!
Peter flew high above New York with Wendy in his arms. Wendy who had been yelling and struggling with him to take her back home was now quiet. She had given up on the fight for she knew Peter wouldn't listen to her. When Peter wanted to do something, he did it. So why should she bother.
After a few more minutes Wendy finally figured out where Peter was taking her. He was heading towards the Statue of Liberty; to the very top, to the torch.
They flew over the railing which kept people away from the edge of the statue, and landed safely on its floor. But as they did, Wendy tore away from Peter and went and stood beside the railing looking out over the City.
Peter stood behind her wondering what was wrong. She had pulled away from him so quickly even before they had even landed. A smile formed across Peters face thinking maybe she was just excided to finally be out and see the city. You could definally see the whole place from up here.
He went and stood next to Wendy by the railing.
Peter looked out over the city as well.
Peter: Gosh Wendy, isn't it great? You can see everything from up here.
Wendy didn't respond.
Peter: Wendy?
She didn't even look at him.
Peter: WWWWEEEEENNNNNDDDDDYYYYYY!
Still no response.
Peter: Come on Wendy! Say something!
Wendy faced Peter with a sly smile.
Wendy: All right Peter you want me to say something!
Peter smiled and nodded.
Suddenly out of the blue a firmly gripped hand socked Peter right in the chin causing him to fall over in surprise.
Before he even realized what had happened Wendy was on top of him punching his chest and slapping him as hard as she could with her trembling hands. As she yelled at him she couldn't help but cry.
Hit! Slap! Hit!
Wendy: You Stupid!
Slap! Slap! Slap!
Peter: Wendy!
Wendy: You Jerk!
Hit! Hit! Hit!
Peter tried to grab a hold of her hands but was unsuccessful with that but he did manage to grab something.
Wendy: You Liar!
Slap! Hit! Slap!
Peter finally managed to push Wendy off to the side and stood up. Wendy just laid there and cried.
Peter: What do you mean liar? I don't lie?
Wendy: Yes you do! You promised to stay and protect me but you lied. You went off with Marie to Neverland leaving me behind.
Peter: But Wendy...
Wendy: You weren't there for me. To protect me or anybody else. You lied when you said you would be back in time. You lied.
And with that she got up and ran off to the other side of the big stone torch leaving Peter staring after her.
WENDY'S TIME TO THINK
Wendy slid down against the wall and looked up towards the stars as tears slid down her cheeks. How could he be such a self centered jerk? He is so immature and always thinking about himself. He just takes me out without my permission and thinks I would be happy about it. Yeah right! I wouldn't care if I never saw that selfish boy ever again.
But a thought suddenly hit her. She had to get home somehow!
PETERS TIME TO THINK
Meanwhile Peter flew up to the very top of the torch. And with him he held Wendy's locket in his hand.
How could she call him a liar? He was the Peter Pan. Peter Pan was no liar.
He looked at the object that he held in his hand. This was the evil thing that had turned Wendy against him. It had hurt her and caused her pain. It must be destroyed. The ticking must stop. It must never work ever again. It must never hurt Wendy.
Peter began to strike it against the hard metal that made up the big lady with the torch. Again and again until the ticking of the clock inside the locket ceased. Then he hid it into the pocket of his trousers. Then he just sat there as a small tear rolled down his cheek. But only one for Peter Pan never cries.
Suddenly he hears his name being called.
Wendy: PETER PAN! PETER PAN! I WANT TO GO HOME!
Peter sighed as he floated down ready to face the very angry Wendy lady.
He landed in front of her.
She just stood there with her arms across her chest.
Without looking at him she spoke up.
Wendy: I demand you take me back to my room.
Peter: Alright. But you will have to hold on to me.
Wendy: Fine, but my eyes will be closed.
Peter: Fine if that's the way you want it.
So Wendy grabbed a hold of him and with her eyes closed he took off. Higher and higher they went in silence.
When they finally arrived back to her room she said no other word to Peter then a simple Good night sir and she crawled into bed. Peter just stood there for a moment and watched her. She seemed like she didn't even want him around. All he tried to do is help her rid her pain of loosing that Adam person. But if she didn't want him around well fine; He would just go back to Neverland.
And folks I'm sorry to say but that's exactly what he did. He flew off into the heavens and disappeared into the second star to the right. But before he did he through something into the window of Wendy's room. It landed on the bed, right on the pillow next to the sleeping Wendy.
And if we take a closer glimpse we see that it's the locket.
The locket that's clock ticked no longer.
End Ch. 17.
Did anyone like it! I know many of you may not like Wendy beating on Peter. But it's a way she is trying to deal with her grief of loosing her dear friend Adam. And anyway she is pretty upset that Peter took her out when she didn't want to go. PLEASE R&R and tell me what you all think.
TOOTLES!