It had been more than a short while since Peter had walked across the island back to camp, and as he walked through the silent forests he realized just how much of Neverland had fallen into various states of death.
Once he got back to the empty camp he sighed, looking up into the illuminated treehouses.
A blue light glinted around his head, mildly surprising him, but not enough to have expressed outwardly.
"Welcome, Blue." He greeted, nonchalantly.
There was bright blue light for a moment as she became 'big'. "Peter."
"Have you found anything?"
"Perhaps, has anything new happened here?"
"Yes, now that you mention it…" He turned, starting a small fire in the camp. "I seem to be losing my powers."
She pondered that. "The others agree, as I feared that you have upset the balance in Neverland, and perhaps in other worlds."
"I've already asked the Lost Boys to decide whether or not they would like to go home. They will have chosen by morning."
"I am afraid it is more than that." She frowned, thinking for a moment. "We did manage to ask a few mermaids who fled from here not long ago."
"And?"
"They said that there is a darkness upon Neverland. Particularly upon the island, a type of darkness they cannot withstand."
"A darkness? From where?"
"Given that your powers are fading with the island, I would say the darkness is from a source you are rather close to. Darkness in magic stems from various places, Peter. Fixing it may require more than simply sending a few boys home."
"How about you just send me some of your sprites to brighten the place right up?" He seethed.
"It doesn't work that way, you must repair the darkness yourself."
Peter scoffed. "How about you tell me what caused it then?"
"If you don't find a way to repair this darkness, your island will continue to die. After your island, it will be the Lost Boys, Peter." She gave him a solemn look as she prepared to shrink to her usual size. "If your water and food sources have completely gone, how long can you intend for them to hold on in hopes that things will improve?"
"Long enough for me to fix it." He snapped, watching her shrink and the tiny blue ball to float off into the trees.
Sitting around his tiny fire, he delved into his mind, trying to remember how long ago the world around him had begun to die before he took notice.