Author: All I have to say is this: Thank you so much for your reviews, I'm just sorry that I didn't keep my promise of updating like I said I would!. Sorry guys!. Happy Valentines Day, hope you enjoyed it, and I hope you like this next chapter...It might be a little wierd, not my best work in my opinion but...you decide!. ok, enjoy!.
Finally, the two saw the enormous city of London, and instantly Daniel was entranced. The many lights dotting the city at night memorized him. "Which one is momma's?" asked Daniel, shooting a quick glance to his father.
Peter, throughout this horrible flight, kept a stern face and kept his face forward. The cold air didn't seem to help in drying the immediate tears that seemed to slowly fall down his cheeks at the sight of the city once more. This is where it all began.
Then, Peter directed them towards the Darling's home, trying to make a direct beeline towards the nursery window. This also amazed Daniel, the way his father could just tell where he was going. He'd obviously done this before. Danny decided to ask about it later….right now, the important thing was finding mother.
Swiftly and silently, Peter drifted into the large nursery he remembered from those many years ago. This is where it all started, five years ago. Peter found himself suddenly lost in many thoughts about the short time he spent in the little nursery, when he first met Wendy.
How she sewed his shadow, gave him his first "kiss" , and she was entranced with learning how to fly. Then the trouble began with Hook, and the talk about feelings, but that's all in the past now. However, it still hurt.
Peter was so lost in his thoughts that he didn't even notice when Danny walked from his side towards some of the toys scattered around on the floor. He picked up a toy sword. "They play with these, father?" asked Danny, looking at the thing with question.
Peter didn't even flinch. Throwing the thing aside curiously, Danny moved on. The boy walked along the scattered and discarded toys, fingering them, and playing with the ones that seemed to be of some interest. Finally, he came to the book shelf.
Danny was amazed at all the books that lined the bookcase. Pulling out a book of interest, suddenly caused some of the books on that shelf to fall as well.
Peter suddenly turned to him. "Shh…don't make a mess" Peter warned. Danny just mouthed a sorry, and continued with the books. With much interest, Danny looked at the titles, but then throw them away. Finally, he came to a leather bound book.
This one amazed Danny, it was not like the others. He turned it around in his hands, it didn't seem to have a title either, and it had a lock. However, it opened easily for it was not locked. Danny flipped curiously through the glossy pages.
"What did you find Danny?" Peter asked, coming up behind his son. Peter had watched Danny pick up the book and gaze at it strangely. As they flipped through the many pages of the book, they caught little sentences that seemed to catch their slight interest.
Things like "Its been days now and I still look to the starlit sky, hoping that maybe, maybe tonight would be the night we would finally see him again" and, "I feel as if I am losing apart of me as the days go on, like as the days turn into months since that wonderful night, I feel my childhood slipping away".
Somewhere in Peter's mind, he knew that this was connected to him and that night five years ago. Peter suddenly takes the book from Danny and gaze at it curiously. Not being able to figure it out, Peter absent-mindedly, ran a finger over the writing. He knows he's seen this somewhere.
Suddenly, a thunderous sound came from the stairs. Instantly, Peter dropped the book to the carpeted floor, it landing with a thump, and its pages flipping rapidly at the impact. Peter and Danny instantly turned towards the door.
Suddenly, at the door arrived 8 kids and two adults. Peter was amazed that the lost boys, John and Michael had grown so tall since they'd all last seen each other. The boys looked on, just as surprised, at both Peter and the boy beside him.
Mr. Darling instantly recovered his shock, and just stood absent-mindedly while his wife, Mary seemed to be a mix of shock and happiness herself. The whole nursery stayed in that awkward silence as the Darling family kept wide eyed expressions towards the newcomers.
Suddenly, the boys all yelled with the top of their lungs and lunged themselves towards the doorway where their former leader stood.
Peter suddenly found himself knocked to the floor, among the fallen books. "Peter, Peter! Its so good to see you!" and, "Peter, tell us about Neverland, how's you and Wendy been doing?" came the excited voices of the former Lost boys.
"Boys, boys settle!" came the calm voice of their mother, she helping along with a giggle, get the boys off of poor Peter stuck on the floor. "Oh, Peter, it is so lovely to see you again!" she said, helping the boy to his feet once more. "Fine, now" said Peter with a chuckle, attempting to brush himself off.
Mrs. Darling also helped, the boys still yelling with excitement around them. Danny watching all this with great surprise. Who are these people?. Finally, Peter was suddenly a little bit cleaned off, when Mrs. Darling suddenly engulfed the boy in a tight hug.
At first, Peter was so surprised he didn't know what was happening, for one, he never thought it would ever happen. But, Peter let Mrs. Darling have her hug, she deserved at least that much for all the pain and sadness they'd put the family through.
"Oh Peter!. How are you?. It's been too long, how have you two been?." Mrs. Darling suddenly bombing him. She also suddenly took him in another tight hug. "Um…just fine, ma'am" Peter said, a bit muffled from speaking into the woman's dress.
"Oh, why did you stay away so long?. You know you can visit anytime!" she said, finally pulling away to let Peter breathe. "Oh, we were a bit busy" Peter said, suddenly becoming somewhat uneasy. "Oh, being the king and all?" Mrs. Darling joked.
"Um, not exactly. Wendy's been the busiest!" Peter said, suddenly turned towards his shy son in the corner. The Darling family suddenly became silent again, as all turned towards the new boy.
"Oh!. And who might this be?" inquired Mrs. Darling curiously.
From the corner of his eye, Peter saw Mr. Darling's face grow red.
"Um, Mr. And Mrs. Darling, boys…."Peter said, becoming more uneasy as he watched Mr. Darling. "This is Daniel Michael Darling Pan" said Peter, somewhat proud but also scared of what Mr. Darling might do. The nursery was thrown into silence once more.
"You mean….?" Mr. Darling suddenly came forward and questioned suddenly. The boys could see him clearly turning somewhat pale. "Yes, Daniel, is our son. Mine and Wendy's son" Peter said proudly, though he kept a close eye on Mr. Darling. This didn't look good.
This time it was Mrs. Darling to suddenly yelp with joy, the boys following immediately after, Mr. Darling stayed in his place. Hugs and cheers were thrown around as each mother and Darling boy congratulated the proud father. Some even shook or hugged Danny, the new addition to the Darling family. "Welcome, darling" Mrs. Darling suddenly engulfed Danny in a hug too.
"Thank you ma'am" the boy said uneasily. "Oh, don't be so modest boy!" she said, waving her hand at his comment. "You can call me grandmother" said Mrs. Darling. Danny gave a nod and a small smile. "Ok, grandmother" he said, without any hesitation.
With a smile, Mrs. Darling hugged the boy tightly again and turned towards her husband.
"George, darling!. Isn't it wonderful?. We're grandparents!" she said excitedly, jumping up and down, clapping her hands excitedly.
She suddenly stopped when she noticed that her husband hadn't moved from his spot.
"George?" she questioned uneasily. The boys in their laughter stopped to look back at their unmoving father. "Father?" asked Michael, coming up and curiously pulling at Mr. Darling's sleeve.
All of the sudden, Mr. Darling titled to the side and fell to the floor with a crash. "George!" Mrs. Darling shrieked.
Across town, Millicent and Wendy still stood in the bedroom. Wendy looked at her aunt, with a mixture of sadness, confusion and anger in her expression. Tears started to prick her eyes, he face became hot and her head felt as heavy as a rock.
Millicent watched all this. She was slightly afraid of what her niece might do to her. She was half expecting Wendy to come at her screaming and flaring, or break down in tears. Either way, Millicent knew she couldn't stop it, she'd done something terribly wrong.
Still, through her experiences over the years, everyone who'd encountered Millicent knew she was no quitter, and as stubborn as a mule, as some whispered behind her back. She'd missed her niece, and still had the idea of living on that "Neverland" was a mistake.
She hoped this time, she could convince Wendy somehow to stay here, and live a normal life. But as stubborn and hard-working as Millicent is in her beliefs, so was Wendy. This would have to become a battle of wits, not perfect lady-like behaviour.
"Aunt…" Wendy suddenly choked out. Millicent was suddenly thrown from her thoughts and forced to look back at Wendy. Tears had now started down her face and her face had darkened. This was it, the confrontment. "Why did you do this?. Take me away from my home…." Wendy stopped, trying desperately to blink away the tears.
"…..and becoming a pirate?. The very things you scolded me for believing in?" she questioned. More tears spilled down her face.
"You despicable…" she cursed under her breath, taking one large step forward, as if to suddenly ram her.
"Now Wendy…" Millicent said uneasily. "Shut it!" Wendy suddenly spat, her eyes turning cloudy. Millicent suddenly became stern. "Now see?. That's what got you into trouble before!" Millicent suddenly chided. "Telling off your own aunt, if it wasn't for you, I wouldn't have turned into one of them!" Millicent spat back.
Wendy became outraged. "Me?. You probably turned into one of them because you're a evil, black hearted witch!. All you care about is yourself, and making other peoples' lives miserable" Wendy argued, her face becoming more dark.
"I had to get you out of there!. That's no place for a lady like yourself!" Millicent started her argument. "Why, if I hadn't met those pirate folk, it might have been too late for you, and you would have suffered a terrible fate!" said Millicent. Wendy became confused.
"You don't know child!" Millicent became serious, her eyes wide and a silence came over her voice. "The dangers that lurked around your home?" Said Millicent, coming ever so closer to the girl. Wendy started to shrink away. "The…eerie voice, yes?" she questioned, almost frightened.
"No my dear, it's worse!. A terrible curse has descended upon the Island since your departure" said Millicent in seriousness. "For now, I'm afraid the entire Island has been consumed in darkness" Millicent went on.
Millicent could tell that she was beginning to frighten Wendy, for the girl's face began to pale and more tears started to prick her usually bright eyes. "Why, just as we were setting sail back for London.." Millicent went on. "The whole Island disappeared behind a thick curtain of fog" Millicent told.
Wendy could feel her heart beginning to pick up. She didn't trust her aunt, as usual, but something told her that it might be true. Before she was kidnapped, the night before, the fog was quite thick and the eerie voice ringing ever louder throughout the forests. Wendy found herself torn between lies and truth, belief and memory.
"….the fog was so thick, we could hardly see where we were going, but just as we were making our way through the sky, a loud boom echoed through the whole place, nearly casting us off balance…"Millicent continued. This, Wendy wasn't sure of. "A boom?" she questioned uneasily.
Millicent nodded, her eyes growing wider. "….and then, just barely through the fog, we could see a light, shining passed us, and another louder boom echoed the first one." Millicent said with suspense. Wendy became ever more curious.
"…and that's when Wendy my dear, one of the older crewmates told to me, that Neverland had finally been destroyed" Millicent said with a hint of sarcastic sympathy and sadness. She watched with somewhat inside amusement as the girl's tears spilled over her cheeks. "No…" Wendy barely breathed.
"I'm sorry Wendy, but Neverland was destroyed." Millicent said again. "They said that the evil still lurking around Neverland had weighed over the good, and so the good could do nothing to stop it!" said Millicent. Wendy suddenly burst out from her corner and marched to her aunt.
"How could you take me?. I could have saved it!. Why didn't anyone tell me?" Wendy burst out in tears, Millicent watched as her niece suddenly crumpled to the ground and cried. "Wendy, you couldn't have done anything!" she began to coo. "Oh, I'm so sorry dear" she continued, and went to hug her niece.
However, at her presence, Wendy suddenly shot up and backed away in anger. "No!. Don't you touch me you hurtful little bitch!" she screeched. Millicent became horrified. "I'd rather die then come live back here with you!" she screamed again.
"Wendy Moira Angela Darling" Millicent said with furry. "You live here now and your going to stop living in "dreamland" and start living in reality!" her aunt screeched back. "That island you called a "home" is no more, and your going to accept that your "Peter Pan" and all your little fairy tale friends are gone whether you like it or not!" Millicent finished, her face now a furious red.
More tears came to Wendy's eyes, as these hurtful words coming out of her aunt's mouth hit her like a fright train. "Get out of here you despicable hag!" Wendy yelled back, grabbing the first thing she got hold of and threw it towards her aunt.
"…you black-hearted bitch" she threw another thing she first got hold of. "…..you crinkled old witch, you self conscious, life ruining whore!" Wendy finished by grabbing three more things in her blind fury and chucking them at her hateful aunt.
Aunt Millicent dodged the first two, while the third came at her, she ducked behind the door for the last two. Millicent was furious.
Once she came back from behind the door, ready to tell off her niece. When she saw Wendy's state.
The girl was once more crumpled up on the floor in a little ball, crying her eyes out. "Get out of here!. Leave me alone!" the girl once more screeched, her face now flooded with tears and she was paler then a ghost. "You should have time to mourn yes, but be sure that this little act you just pulled will not go unpunished" Millicent chided.
"I will leave you for the rest of the night, but tomorrow, the real hardship begins, and your going to forget all about Peter Pan, and the pathetic home you called Neverland" Millicent screeched. "Good night!" and with that Millicent slammed the door shut with a bang and locked it.
Wendy was left there, a ball on the floor, shaking as tears flowed like rivers down her cheeks, her face pale and her body heavy. Now with her husband, son, and faithful island friends and subject, Wendy felt a queasy feeling come over her. It seemed now, that hell had finally frozen over.
Author: So...what did ya think?. I know it seemed like Wendy went a bit crazy, but Millicent deserved it right?. Don't worry, all will be explained in the next few chapters!. Please review and thanks again!.