1Wendy The Vampire Slayer

chapter 2

Wendy sat up in bed. Although it happened over a century she still had nightmares about it. But they always began with a small boy with sun kissed skin, tousled curly blond hair, and a cocky smile that always had made her weak in the knees.

Wendy tossed the thoughts of last nights dreams from her mind and headed to her apartment kitchen. COFFEE...Coffee...coffee! As she poured herself a cup of coffee Wendy glanced up at the clock on the opposite wall. 2:52 p.m.. It was a long night last night and it was going to be another long night tonight. That's how it was every night. Long and never ending.

Wendy sighed to herself before moving to the living room to sit on the couch and watch a little t.v. as she finished her coffee. Wendy turned the news on and sat back to see what kind of depressing things that were happening in the world today. 3 new deaths. Loss of blood and puncture wounds to the neck. Cause unknown. It seemed no matter how many vampires and demons she slayed, more and more people came up dead or missing.

Wendy turned off the t.v. put her now empty cup in the sink and headed to her room to prepare for much needed shower.

Finally ready in a simple black tank and jogging pants she grabbed her gear bag and headed to the gym to train.

(Same time in neverland)

Peter had grown, there was no doubt about it, he looked to be about 18-19. It all happened all those years ago when he went back for Wendy and found her gone. He spent 6 years searching for her. When he realized the change he was making he decided that Wendy had forgot about him, and with a heavy heart he returned to neverland, grown and alone.

It seemed at this moment peter and Tinker Bell were in the midst of an argument.

"No Tink, you are not going to the Jolly Rodger. I forbid it."

A chorus of bells were heard from the small faerie that had been Peter's companion for so many years, and as beautiful as it would sound to someone who did not understand the faerie language, what she was saying was anything but beautiful.

"Don't you remember what happened last time you snuck off to the Jolly Rodger? Even I remember that." Peter exclaimed to the fuming faerie.

Another chorus of bells was heard, this time louder and faster.

"If you really think Hook is up to no good I'll go and look into it, deal?"

Peter held out his pinkie to the tiny figure and she took it in her own hand as a shake of agreement.

(Meanwhile at the Jolly Rodger)

"We've got it Captain... we finally got it."

Captain James Hook looked up from a worn out map of Neverland at the commotion of his first mate and trusted partner.

Smee slammed through the door of the captain's quarters out of breath and holding up an ancient looking, leather bound book.

"It's here...(puff)... the book...(puff)... of prophecies."

Hook dropped his quill he had been using to write and snatched the book from Smee.

"It's about damn time."

Hook carefully laid the book on his desk and sat down to inspect it.

"Well?" Smee asked as Hook flipped through the pages.

Hook smiled an evil and vile show of his long decaying teeth and closed the book.

"The prophecies of all the slayer throughout history, and all we must find dear smee is one."

"Which one captain?"

"An old friend of Neverland." Hook said opening the book and flipping through it till he found the page he was looking for. Finally finding it, he smiled even wider and showed the picture to Smee.

"Is that..."

Hook sneered as he answered.

"Wendy."

(DUN...Dun...duuuuuuuun.)

A/N: OH NO! What will happen next.