Disclaimer: I dont own any of this cept Lizzy . it all belongs to the wonderfull J.M. Barrie. except Aleck who belongs to Azul Bloom ( a writer in this site) who gratiously allowed me to use aleck and her story as a start off point and for some flash backs.
A/N:OK so this is like a sequal to azul bloom's Pan's Blood. you can read it without reading her story but you my not get it. Anywho Thx to Azul for allowing me to use her idea and thx to my friend Tanya would makes sure im not making some craxy mistake.
ON with the story.
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Chapter 2
Learning about Lizzy
Lizzy ran. She ran as fast as her legs could carry her towards the cliff. Tears streamed down her face, for whom, she wasn't quite sure. For Peter, who had left this world for good, or for Aleck who the whole thing happen. Nibs had told her that he had last seen Aleck heading toward the cliff. 'Oh gosh I hope I'm not to late…' she thought' this just cant be happening'.
Aleck stood at the edge of the cliff. He looked down and all he saw were rocks and water. The ocean crashed into the rocks drowning out all thought and sound…
(FLASH BACK)
Peter gazed at Aleck with querying eyes, but finding nothing more than hatred within the boy; he turned to Hook, who could scarcely contain his enjoyment.
"Oh, my dear boy!" he mocked, making his way to Peter's side. "My poor, pathetic foe!" Just for show, he kicked him in his wound with the tip of his boot, causing the latter to stifle a pain-ridden cry. "Did you not know…" He knelt on the balls of his feet to bring himself close to Pan's level. "…Miss Darling has long been dead?"
"How could he not know!" Aleck interjected indignantly. "Did you not slay her yourself, Pan!" But when he turned his attention back to the boy, he saw him weeping silently with his head turned down, his tears joining the crimson on the deck. Weaker now, he could no longer hold himself up and he feebly tumbled to the ground, lying listlessly on his side.
(END)
All sound… except one.
"Aleck, NO!" A voice screamed from behind Aleck. He spun around to find Lizzy coming up behind him. Tears were streaming down her face as she stumbled toward Aleck. "Please don't jump Aleck." Whispered Lizzy as she slid her arms around him, "please." She looked him straight in the eye. Her eyes pleading with him as well as her voice. Looking at her Aleck's nerve slowly dissolved.
"Let's go"
While walking to the home underground Aleck learned a lot about Lizzy. Lizzy's parents were divorced. She had lived with her alcoholic father until at the age of 14 she decided to run away. It was then that she saw Peter. She had been standing on the corner of an intersection trying to figure out were she was when, glancing up, she saw someone out side of a house down the street. The interesting thing was the person was hovering about two stories above the ground. Not knowing what to do she ran toward the floating figure. The person soon spotted her and dropped to the ground before her cocking his head and looking her over. It was then she realized he was not dressed normally. His clothing from far away looked perfectly normal but she now realized it was made up entirely of leaves and vines. She had no need to ask his name for her mother had told her of him but he did ask hers, and her story. Slowly she told him and afterwards he only had two words to say to her.
"Come away"
Upon reaching the home-under-the-ground, Lizzy began to prepare dinner, with the help of Tootles. During the dinner the boys were quite rowdy, earning themselves many a "boys!" from Lizzy. Aleck simply laughed at their behavior. Lizzy blushed for the boys. They were an embarrassment, but she adored, them nonetheless. Ever since she came to never land she was almost like a mother to them. Even thought they never called her mother she was their mother nonetheless.
After dinner Aleck watched the boys help Lizzy clean up in a daze. This was amazing… not what Hook had described at all.
(FLASHBACK)
Aleck scoffed. "I, fear Pan? Never. Loathe him, I do."
"Good." Hook smiled. "Feed upon that hatred. Let it give you strength, but do not let it take your wit. He is a crafty one and skilled every bit as well as you or I."
"He is also a bloody murderer. A sprite from hell."
Hook gazed into the boy's eyes, the malice he felt for Pan shining in the dark amongst the crystal azure. There was never a moment he didn't see the face of his mother in the eyes that the boy and her shared, except when they were full of fury, and Hook made sure to feed that fury with every breath of deceit his ingenious mind could muster.
(END)
"ALECK?" Jolted out of his thoughts Aleck turned to find slightly standing beside him his eyes inquiring gently. "Are you-…"
"Why do you boys never call Lizzy mother?" Aleck interrupted " You treat her just like u would a mother but you never called her it." Slightly looked at Aleck blankly for a while and was about to open his mouth when Lizzy answered for him.
"I think it was because of Wendy…" Everyone's attention was focused on Lizzy until…
" Wendy is dead." Aleck told them
(FLASHBACK)
He was told Hook's truth since his mind could comprehend language and dark emotion. His loving mother, a lady whose beauty was surpassed only by her own sweet nature, struck down in the dead of night right in his nursery. The culprit was the boy who had traveled the far stretches from Neverland to London only to commit the vile act. 'Why?' he had asked once, and Hook replied that it was due to his mother's heart. Once, when she was the age of the eternal youth, they had been each other's love, a childish love. An immature infatuation. But she left Neverland and loved an adult love, giving birth to him at the tender age of 17. 'When you were but months old, he slew your father in his own bed, but your mother, he waited to see her run into your nursery to flee away with you, and plunged his sword into the heart he felt betrayed him.' As he was told, he was next for the boy's blood thirst, but Capt. Hook had followed him that night, and arrived in time to fight him off from above his crib, taking him to be his ward in light of his orphanhood.
"Remember your mother, dear boy. For I knew her well and remember her fondly. It is in her name that you will finally destroy the curse that has been on this land for years. It is in Wendy Darling's memory that Pan will meet his just deserved end."
(END)
Slowly Hook's voice faded to the realization he was crying. Walking over Lizzy put her arm around him shoulders slowly rubbing his back.
"Well now you know the end I might as well tell you to beginning."