Lalain watched, as he just became a tiny speck.
"And what's that supposed to mean?" She asked to the air around her. Sighing she continued on through the woods trying to find some shelter that she could sleep under. Soon though she found herself walking along one of the beaches towards a large pool of water. When she got there she looked in and instead of seeing her own face she saw the face of someone else. Lalain screamed and jumped backward as a head came sprouting out of the water. Trying to catch her breath, Lalain stared wide-eyed as the creature, woman, thing jumped out of the water and flopped a tail on the rocks. She was looking straight at Lalain, her eyes shimmering in the light.
"Your eyes are nice." The mermaid said squeezing the water out of her blond locks. And moving her lightly colored scaled tale around on the rocks. Lalain sat still not really sure what to say. The mermaid eyed her with a snotty look and raised one of her beautifully curved eyebrows. Suddenly two more mermaids splashed their way onto the rocks to sunbathe.
"I'm Shala, this is Audrey, and Shaylee. She is the princess of our underwater frantics." Shala said the last part with a smirk. Shaylee shot her nose into the air and turned away from the two laughing mermaids. Then Shala turned piercing purple eyes to Lalain.
"And you are…" She waited and watched as Lalain gulped and sat up straighter gathering herself together from this weird incident.
"Lalain, or Lain as some people call me, but I really do like either one. It doesn't matter which one you prefer to call me." Lain stopped abruptly as she found she was babbling and the mermaids were looking at her amused.
"Funny little thing isn't she. Quite different somehow from Wendy and Jane." Audrey said fanning herself. Shala was watching Lain so carefully and with a certain glint to her eye, she could have been thinking about anything.
"Hello girls, and uh Lain!" A male's voice cried from overhead. The three mermaids and Lain's head shot up to look at a flying boy coming toward them. The three mermaids squealed with joy and started crying out 'peter', 'oh peter' and similar things. He landed on a rock opposite of Lain and he smiled brightly at the three who adored him. Then his gaze dropped at Lain and his smile faded slightly.
"Why the frown Lain, don't you want to here about my gallantry?" Peter seemed as though he was kidding by the way he said it, which reassured her, but as he started the stories with the mermaids fanning over him she found that the stories really were all about him.
Lalain hurriedly got up after the first story and made her way over the rocks away from the boy and his pets. She was just about to reach the sand again when none other then the hero of his own stories appeared.
"Why are you leaving? Don't you want to hear of my great adventures?" Peter asked brushing his hair out of his face. A smile crept onto her face and she batted her black eyelashes.
"How old are you Peter?" She asked total innocence. Peter looked around almost anxiously then back to Lain's face.
"About 15." He said quietly. The smile immediately flowed off of Lain's face and hit the ground. A frown etched its way into her face instead.
"Then I suggest you start acting 15, because you sure are not now!" Lain then marched off around the boy and back into the forest-leaving Pan to deal with his pride problems.
"What a prideful, stupid, boy he is. I can't believe him talking all about himself not a care about anyone else in the world." Lain continued to mutter and mumble similar things as she moved onward toward nowhere. As she went on untangling herself from the plants she heard a loud ruckus from up ahead, so being the curious person that she was, she had to see what it was all about. The noise continued to get louder as she approached a clearing.
Once she came to the field or clearing she could plainly see about 10 boys running around and flying at each other. Lain smiled and stepped into the clearing and right as she did was tackled by one of the boys. She was flung to the ground and hit it, sending the breath soaring from her body. The boy immediately hopped off of her, and helped her to stand. The other boys, now noticing her, stopped what they were doing and watched as she took a turn staring at each one of them.
"I didn't mean to stop your play." Lain said head slightly bent. One of the boys laughed out loud, and in doing so brightened Lain's spirit. She brought her eyes up from the ground and to the faces of the laughing boys.
"Who might you be?" One of the older boys said still laughing. Lain smiled and told them who she was and how she had gotten there. They all ended up sitting in front of her staring intently at into, and this time it wasn't into her eyes, but into who she was. When she finished they all glanced among each other, and smiled.
"You're a good story teller." A little boy said climbing into her lap. Lain smiled down at him.
"Will you tell us another story?" One of the boys called Nibs said leaning forward. Lain thought hard and finally got one.
"Why don't one of you boys tell my a little about Neverland in exchange for another story." Lain said sounding as interested as she could. A middle-aged boy named Curly smiled.
"You should have Peter tell you about Neverland and its adventures. He's the one all the stories revolve around." The other boys nodded in agreement. Lain rolled her eyes and shifted on the ground. She really did not want to hear about the annoying flying boy.
"Yes, but they cant all be around Pan, I mean there has to be at least one that has to do with before he was born. He's only 15." Lain said using all the common sense she had. But from the look on the boy's faces she knew that she had said something wrong.
"You don't know anything about Neverland, do you?" Curly asked speaking out for the boys. Under all their accusing gazes, Lain felt guilty. She shook her head lightly tossing a few black locks over her shoulder.
"We'll leave the telling up to Peter. He'll be angry if he doesn't get to tell you himself." With that they all stood up and peered down at Lain still on the ground utterly confused, and rightfully so.
Soon though they were all off again playing some sort of game. Lain sat in the field watching them play and thinking of how else she could get the information she wanted about Neverland. She spun a piece of hair around her finger, and bit into her bottom lip.
"What a beautiful day!" A handsome boy said plopping onto the ground next to Lain. She sighed and looked out the corner of her eye to Pan who was lying with a hand covering his face to shade it from a slit of sun coming through the trees.
"Yes." Lain replied rather lamely. Peter sat up.
"So, I heard that you wanted to hear about Neverland." Peter said leaning his head on one of his shoulders. Lain sat up more straight and gave him a curious look. He gave her a smirk and pointed upwards. She followed his finger to a tree branch far above that looked perfect for sitting on, and listening to peoples conversations. She glared at him then looked away.
"Are you going to tell me?" She asked shutting her eyes and wishing she were any other place. Peter altered his position beside her.
"Only if you ask it of me." She could feel his warm breath close to her ear. Now she opened her eyes and stared into the brown depths of her companion's eyes. He raised two challenging eyebrows at her. Sighing her turned her body towards him.
"Peter Pan will you please tell me about Neverland?" Lain inquired sitting back on her elbows. Peter put a hand to his chin as if pondering his answer.
"Yes." He finally said brightly. "I hope you don't mind, I'm going to tell it in story form. Might we take a walk?" He stood and offered her his arm as he had seen Wendy's husband do to her. Lain rejected it and walked on ahead waiting for Pan to catch up.
"All children grow up, except one. His name is Peter Pan; he lives in a place called Neverland. This is a wonderful place where you never grow up, and so in this place his adventures begin. It all starts when the Lost boys arrive from the world were they were abandoned. Once Peter has them, he starts his great duty of hero over his land. Well, it wasn't really his land, but that's what he called it. For a while everything lived in harmony the mermaids flirted, the Indians became friends, and the fairies were happy to be among people again. I wonder were Tink is anyway." Peter said looking as if he were thinking hard.
"But anyway back to the story. After all these years of peace a certain Pirate with the name of Captain James came to the little peaceful island. Somehow he had gotten his ship to fly here, how he did it I'll never know. Well, once this Captain found out that there was a boy on Neverland that never grew up he had to defeat this hero. For, I guess he just really didn't like children at all, and he's a stuck up person who thinks he's the great one. So he sought out this Peter Pan and found him, or actually Peter came to him. They fought Pan winning of course, and how you may ask, well I'll tell you…"
(Flash back)
"Ah Peter Pan we meet at last." James cried above the sound of the waves against the edges of the cavern walls. Peter flew beyond James' head circling, looking for and opening to put his sword in and finish this foul beast. The boy laughed.
"We meet for the last time!" Peter yelled with amusement. James followed Peter back and forth, back and froth waiting for the boy to charge so he could finish him off.
"Aye, for the last time Pan!" James jumped up in the air his sword tip grazed the skin of Pan's stomach but nothing more. Peter didn't even wince just shrugged it off.
"Pan I thought you better then this. You fly above me putting yourself in the better position not actually showing me you have any skill. Come down to the rock, and face me like the hero you proclaim to be." The Captain challenged giving Peter the coldest black eyes you could ever see. Peter forgetting what he had told himself about how this pirate would act agreed to come down and face James off. Once on the rock he lunged for his contender who moved out of the way blocking a strike towards the chest. James came back up and around and down trying to slash open Pan's torso. Peter dodged the blow and almost forgot about not flying.
As the battle between the two went on, a clock's ticking could be heard coming into the cave. Both Pan and James stopped, and listened as it got closer and closer. Finally they could see the images of a crocodile swimming towards them, it looked hungry. Peter smiled broadly.
"What's that sound?" James asked to no one in particular. Peter glanced his way.
"I believe one of the lost boys fed him a clock when he was younger, tragic story really." Pan shrugged nonchalantly before bringing his gleaming sword around and down to where he thought James' heart to be but found that he had moved from the last time Peter had looked. A scream so loud and horrible rang through the cave, as James's hand went flying away from his body and down towards the open mouth of the animal in the water below. Peter looked horrified as a wide-eyed Captain was running toward him sword raised one bloody arm hung at his other side. Peter evaded his strike but was driven into the boulder below him. Just as Pan thought he was lost something drew James's attention away. Peter took this chance and flew out of the cave leaving the Captain alone with a not so friendly crocodile.
Peter laughed softly and looked to the girl next to him who was for once biting her lip as if in suspense, but quickly wiped it off her face when she saw him looking at her.
"So that's all is it?" Lain asked trying to hide the disappointment in her voice. Peter grinned.
"Nope, you want to hear more?" He tried to look surprised as Lain nodded her head eagerly.
A/N: Thank to all who reviewed I cherish it very much. I hope you like this chappie it was a longer one. Most chapters wont be this long, but I'll try not to make them short! Love to all! Review please! It gets the next chapter out sooner.
Quote: Yesterday is history, tomorrow is the future, and today is a gift that's why they call it the present. – Isn't that the truth! I really don't know who wrote it or said it so yeah. I really like it though! Loves!