Finding Neverland
Summary: Charlie Fayer was torn away from Neverland when she was 8, by the new pirate captain. Now four years later Neverland has come back to bring her home. But will Charlie be able to remember her past in time to save it.
Chapter 7: Charlie
Charlie emerged from the trees. Her ears
still ringing from the loud gun shoot. As she rubbed her head she saw
a gleaming sword hovering over Peter. With lightning fast speed
Charlie pounced onto Nathan's back knocking him to the ground.
Nathan's head was spinning from the assault and his eyes were hazy.
The sword in Nathan's hand had been snatched from his grasp with an
unseen force and like his plan, hit Peter on the head. Peter s eyes
rolled from the unexpected attack and he fell forward, when Charlie
saw that Peter had fallen she was outraged. She bit into Nathan's
arm and wouldn't let go. Blood trickled through her teeth but she
kept biting. Pain throbbed through Nathan's arm as Charlie bit into
it. He yelled and with his good arm grabbed her shirt and tore her
off like a kitten. Charlie tumbled through the air and landed in a
heap on the ground. Her head throbbed and spun as she lay there, with
a concussion. Nathan cradled his arm in his lap. Blood drenched down
the velvet coats and undergarments. A few pirates had ran back to
check on their captain and the site before them was one unheard of.
The great Peter Pan was lying face down on the ground and Nathan was
cradling his bleeding arm and further away was the girl. Her sprawled
body motionless but seemed to be unharmed.
"Help me!" Nathan's
croaky but firm voice broke the silence.
The few pirates scuttled
over to him like ants and carried him away, leaving Charlie and Peter
alone and motionless.
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"Oh when I get my hands on that little brat she will pay!" Nathan
spat. He was in his cabin and Smee was washing his wounded arm. The
teeth marks were clearly visible and deep. Every time the bosun
applied a drop of medicine to the cut, Nathan's muscles tensed. He
tried hard not show his pain but Smee was old and like a mother he
knew. He was the kind of gentle man that no one could hate.
"I
was just going to send her back again." Nathan muttered to himself.
"But that won't do. She needs proper treatment. Something that I
know could never fail."
"What are you talking about Captain?"
Smee asked
"It's her Smee." Nathan looked up into Smees
eyes. 'Its Charlie."
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Peter was the first to wake. He had a throbbing headache and his face was full of grass and dirt. He spat the leaves out of his mouth and rubbed his sore head. He looked around him. There was no one there. Where were they all? Had they forgotten about him? No that couldn't be, the lost boys wouldn't do that. They would never leave him alone, unless…
"The pirates!" Peter yelled out loud. Convincing him self that it
was true, that the pirates had captured them. He was about to leave
when he heard a moan. He spun around floating a few feet in the air
ready for anything.
But it was only Charlie. To Peter she seemed
to be sleeping because she didn't seem to be harmed, physically, in
any way. All the same Peter swept her off the ground and flew her
back to the tree house.
The tree house was stationed in the
very heart of Neverland. It was a little cottage placed among the
tallest trees. Attached off the house were little houses. Each joined
to the house by a wooden bridge or a log. Old rope ladders dangled
freely from the branches. It was here that the lost boys called home.
Ever since Hook had found their last hide out, which was under a
tree. The pirates, to avenge Hooks death had burnt down the old tree
and forced the kids out. The fairies had heavily guarded the houses
with any means of spells they could, and the boys covered it in
leaves to camouflage it.
Peter placed Charlie onto her bed and
flew off to grab some water from the stream near by. He splashed the
water onto Charlie's face. She awoke immediately. "Where are we?"
Charlie asked brushing away the water from her face.
"Back at
the tree house," Peter seated himself on the edge of the
bed.
"Where are the lost boys?" She said sitting up
herself.
"The pirates must have got them."
"What? We have
to go save them." Charlie scrambled to her feet. "Come on,"
Peter
shook his head "You can't go."
"Why not?"
"You
don't know how to fight," Peter grabbed a sword, "But I'll
teach you."