AN: Hey! here's chapter 5! it gets more intense from here! ENJOY!
Chapter 5: A Wish Come True
The next day, Autumn awoke to Peter shaking her gently.
"C'mon! We must get up and get an early start!" Peter said excitedly.
Autumn smiled and got up out of bed, following Peter to the table.
"I got us some fruit for us for breakfast on my morning fly. It's delicious, try it… you'll love it." Peter said with a grin.
Autumn looked at him in awe, "You've already been out this morning?"
Peter nodded. "Yes, I flew around the island, visited the fairies and stopped at my favorite fruit tree and picked up some of the most delicious fruit you'll ever taste in your whole life." Peter said. "It's delightful." he added with a smile.
Autumn sat down at the table across from Peter. They ate the fruit and enjoyed each other's company as the sun shown brightly in on them. When they finished, they took flight out of the top entrance of the home. They flew straight up and stopped, hovering dead-center in the middle of the island. They could see everything from there, everything there was to see.
"So, Autumn, what would you like to do today? Pick your fancy." Peter cooed.
Autumn looked around. It was so beautiful, the most gorgeous thing she could have imagined. "Let us have an adventure!"
Peter smiled mischievously. The two of them played and make-believed all day in the warm sun, the cool breeze blowing threw their hair as they wisped about the island in flight… chasing each other, racing, pretending.
"Peter," Autumn said abruptly. "Teach me how to fight!" They swooped down into the forest, back to the home. Peter brought out two swords and handed one to Autumn. "You will learn."
He taught her the footwork, the skills, the moves, how to wield and balance the sword… soon, they were up in mid-air, fighting pretend pirates.
"Not bad!" he shouted… It was true, she picked up the art of fencing rather quickly, if one could fight in mid-air, they were something to be said. They did have quiet an adventure…
Autumn was the damsel in distress and Peter was to save her. Peter tied her to a tree and flew up in the air, swooping down to her rescue. With one careful swish of his sward, he had her ropes cut; she collapsed into his arms, looking up at him.
"I will never let anything happen to you, no matter what, I swear to protect you." Peter said in a gallant voice. Autumn giggled. Peter stood up straight and bowed, Autumn curtseyed. Then they flew up into the air and danced in sweet-play-romance and then took off towards the horizon, hand-in-hand as if they were flying to their home, where they'd be safe.
What they didn't know is all of the land was watching… the fairies watched in awe, the mermaids watched in suspicion and … and the pirates… watched in malevolence.
"If I didn't know better," Hook said as he watched from a far. "I'd say Peter has found the one." Hook cringed at the thought. "She must die." He said. The he turned away and went into his quarters, planning his attack with a revengeful mind.
Once Hook was gone, the spying mermaids dove back into the water back to their own cave, this news must be relayed to Peter at once, they thought.
"Peter must tell her, she must be advised. Hook will plan his attack soon. They must be ready, she must be strong. If Peter does not tell her soon, it could be fatal, and that fate of Neverland will be dreary and all its inhabitants and all its magic will become lifeless and die with it… Everlasting childhood imagination will be lost forever." The Fairy King said aloud to his company that watched with him.
Peter and Autumn laughed and played until they were tired out, almost completely spent, then they went to the beach to soak in the water. They waded in; clothes and all, cooling off their bodies. As the sun began to set, Peter noticed that mermaids were coming ashore, something of great importance and mystery must be brewing for the mermaids to come find them. While Peter spoke to them, his expressions changed. Autumn wished she could understand what they were saying so she knew what was going on. What ever it was, it had Peter frightened, distressed and made him angry.
When they were finished, he was hasty to leave, he grabbed Autumn by the hand, "We must leave at once." He said sternly, yet gently… he didn't want to worry or frighten her.
"Why? What's going on, Peter?" she asked as they rose out of the water, taking flight.
"We must go to see the fairies. Pirates are coming." Peter said, picking up speed. When they arrived at the fairy's tree-community, Peter ran to greet the King. They began talking, Autumn new it was urgent by they way he hurried their to see him. She couldn't understand what they were saying, and wondered when she'd be able to understand when any of the inhabitants of Neverland said. But this is what Peter's conversation with the King translated into:
"I just spoke with the mermaids; they said Hook was planning an attack. They said Neverland is in grave danger!"
The King, whose name is Azlariand, spoke in attempts to calm Peter, yet warn him and make him aware of the danger they could all be in… "Peter, time is running out, you must tell her. Hook has created a poison more powerful than any other, while he was in recovery from escaping the crocodile he shed enough tears with disappointment and malice. All he needs is for you to fall in love, one more time. Then he'll be jealous and adding jealousy to the mix, it would be fatal to all of Neverland."
Peter was stunned at this. He didn't know what to say. He started to wonder if bringing Autumn to Neverland was such a good idea after all. He almost began to cry in his distress. As though Azlariand was reading his mind, he assured him; "Peter, she is the one, she will save Neverland. You were not wrong in bringing her here."
Almost instantly his peace flooded him. "What do we do?" were the only words Peter could form after a few moments of trying to straighten all the thoughts flying through his now troubled mind.
"You must tell her, Peter. Hook knows your beginning to fall in love with her. he will begin to destroy Neverland." Azlariand said firmly.
Peter looked worried for a moment at this thought.
"Don't fret Peter. And don't deny your love; it is what will save you, Neverland, all of us in the end." Azlariand said in a mindful manor. "You do love her, do you not?"
Peter knew in his heart he did, but was now unsure if he should feel it. Azlariand sensed this… "Peter, if you do love her, it does not mean the destruction of us… it means the saving of us. She is to save Neverland."
Peter looked back at Autumn, feelings for her flooded him. He knew without a doubt he loved her, and he didn't care what happened, he'd save her, the island and all its inhabitants single handedly, even if he had so sacrifice himself. Azlariand began to say something else when Peter nearly interrupted him; "I love her. I'd do anything for her, even die for her."
Azlariand sighed. "Then you must tell her now, Hook has already begun. Soon Neverland will be in gave danger."
"What will he do?" Peter asked his head now cleared, on his feet, ready to defend his love and his land.
"I'm not sure, but it will be fatal. I know he has a powerful poison, but what he intends to do with it, is beyond me. The only thing you can do until we find out is tell her. make her understand as much as you can with what information you have. And keep in constant contact with me and with the mermaids. They will soon have more to tell you."
Peter nodded in compliance. "Yes sir." He said. "We will be back again tomorrow then. Good night."
They bowed to each other and Peter turned to greet Autumn's stare. "C'mon, let's go back to the home." He said as he held out his hand for her. Autumn took it and they headed out of the fairy-community and back through the ever darkening forest back to their own tree-home.
Once they were inside, Autumn broke her silence and Peter's… she could sense his uneasiness, and she knew he could sense hers… "What did you talk to the fairies about? What did the mermaids say?"
Peter was about to argue her, to tell her that she would know in time, but he knew it couldn't wait. Neither could she, she broke his silence again as he had paused before his arguing statement; "Peter, please, tell me… I know it must be urgent. I know it must be desperate, you haven't said a word to me since we got to Fairies'."
Peter sighed, his tenseness dropping, as he eased towards her. He was only a few inches away when he stopped, putting his hand on her arm to comfort her, "Autumn, please trust me. I promise I will tell you. Tomorrow, you and I, we will stay here and talk, anything is up for grabs, I tell you whatever you want to know. Completely serious. Do you trust me?"
Autumn nodded. "I trust you." How could she not trust her, he'd never given her reason not to. In her mind he never could. It was Peter Pan who was staring her in the face, not some normal boy who was dishonest and distrustful. He was Peter Pan, and just being him, he could never disappoint her.
With that, Peter took his hand and slid it around her back and pulled her into him and held her there, hugging her in hope it would comfort her. He pulled her back, looking at her, he smiled sweetly. He then led her to her bed, she sat down and he knelt in front of her. he put a hand on his face and pushed her hair back, running his fingers through it. Peter smiled again, at the thought of her being there with him.
"So, Autumn, what do you think of Neverland, do you like it?"
Disarmed by the change of subject to a more happy on, Autumn was over come with joy as she took in the fact that she was in Neverland, the place of her dreams, with the boy who enchanted them, Peter Pan… "It's like a wish come true" she said with a smile.
Peter returned the smile with an even more heart-warming one. It wasn't his cheerful-charming one; it was a more serious, caring, solemn smile. He began to stand up, but stopped briefly, and kissed her forehead. "Good night, Autumn. Sweet dreams. I will see you in the morning."
She lay down as Peter walked back to his own quarters, snuggling under the blankets and skins. She smiled to herself as she thought of him, maybe she was in love. The thought warmed her heart, and she wished he hadn't left her side. She lay there in the dark, as she drifted off to sleep, his words echoed in her head; "Good night, Autumn. Sweet dreams…" she thought she would have very sweet dreams, sweet dreams of him… but they didn't turn out to be so sweet… She was sadly mistaken.