I'm baaaack! Sorry its so late, got way to busy this past week. Last minute plans were made, concert went way later than we thought it would... but anyway, finally got it up! Enjoy!

We had been walking for ten minutes and still there was no sign of the camp. The only thoughts running through my head were ones on how to find Henry once I escaped. I don't know how big Neverland is, so Henry and the mystery boy could be anywhere. The only thing I knew was that they were running in the opposite direction I was headed, so I had to find a way to get back there. I looked up, trying to locate where I was by looking at the stars. The moon was shining brightly tonight, so I could see miles up into the sky before it got too dark.

I was just about to lower my gaze back to the ground when I saw a dark shape in the sky. At first I was nervous that it was the shadowy figure that had killed Greg, but as soon as the thought crossed my mind, the shape split into two. I sharpened my gaze, and saw that the shapes were vaguely human, and one was wearing a cape that looked suspiciously like the one Mystery boy was wearing. Henry! I gasped, only realizing my mistake when I looked around at the group surrounding me to see that they were all looking at me, confusion written all over their faces.

"Uh...I just…" I stammered. I couldn't let them know that I had seen Henry. "I just tripped on a branch. Don't worry, I'm fine." They rolled their eyes at me, obviously not caring if I fell flat on my face or not. That is, until I felt a warm hand on my back. "Don't worry," Alec whispered, "I got you. The little damsel in distress won't fall tonight."

I turned to look at him and huffed. "Well, it seems like you're the only one who cares whether I trip or not."

He shrugged, an apologetic look on his face. "I've been on this island way longer than most of these boys, yet I've got more manners than them all combined. You can't blame me for it."

I smiled softly at him, then gestured to the hand still on my back. "Well, you also seem to like physical contact more than the rest of them as well," I said jokingly. He blushed, giving me an embarrassed smile before withdrawing his hand.

I looked back up at the sky, trying to locate Henry, but he was gone. Suddenly, out of the silent forest, I heard an unusual bird call from a short distance away. The lost boys around me all looked sharply in the direction the sound had come from, including Alec. He raised his hand up, gesturing for everyone to stop.

Turning to the boys, he said "we've got trouble. You five, come with me." Looking at the other two, he continued. "I expect that you can handle the girl, am I correct?"

The two boys nodded eagerly- happy to have the chance to prove themselves- and then Alec and his group left, leaving the three of us to travel to the camp alone.

I looked at what was left of my captors. They were both roughly 14, and looked identical. This was my chance. One of them poked his spear at me threateningly. "Well?" he snarled. "you heard Alec, get a move on girl!"

I snarled right back at him before grabbing his spear right under the sharp end, yanking it until the young boy was right in my face. "Don't call me that," was all I said before headbutting him, and he fell to the ground, unconscious. The other boy looked to his fallen comrade before drawing a dagger and running towards me. Smiling slightly at his naivete, I stepped over to the side and held out my arm, letting his momentum take him right into my arm and knock him down to the ground. I knelt down beside him and placed my fingers at his pressure point, squeezing until he grew numb "Stay," I told him, and he complied, looking at me fearfully. I winced slightly, remembering the last time someone had looked at me like that… No, I scolded myself, don't think about that. You've got a job to do, a promise to keep.

Standing up, I rubbed my hands together and looked around. Part one- escape, check. Now all I needed to do was find Henry, wherever he landed, and get him home.

Running through an unfamiliar jungle isn't exactly easy to do. Any normal person would've been constantly tripping over roots and fallen trees. But since I was used to running through forests of many kinds, I was able to avoid these nagging obstacles. The only things I couldn't avoid were the sharp branches that seemed to sweep onto the path right as I was passing by, almost as if they were drawn to me as I was passing by. I quickly collected a number of scratches along my arms and legs, feeling the sharp sting before my adrenaline wore the pain down. Ducking and weaving through the trees, I quickly put some distance between me and the fallen lost boys. Hopefully they would stay down for a while. I didn't want to hurt them, as they were only young boys, but I preferred mine and Henry's safety over theirs.

A few more meters of running and I came into a clearing, trees surrounding me on every side. I stopped, taking a break to catch my breath and determine my location. I bent down, holding my arms to my knees to keep my oxygen flowing.

As I was bent down, I heard a branch snap. I immediately crouched, expecting an arrow or something of the sort to come flying at me. When nothing did, I stood up cautiously, looking into the dense foliage around me with narrowed eyes.

Distracted by my search, I was too late in hearing my name being called from above, and from seeing the bodies tumbling down from the sky. I looked up at the last second- glimpsing Henry's elated yet alarmed face- before a body crashed into mine, sending both of us to the ground.

I closed my eyes, gasping at the brunt force pinning me to the ground. I felt harsh breaths on my face, and I opened my eyes to see the ex-lost boy's cute face right above mine. He was lying on top of me, fully blanketing me with his weight. I saw something flash quickly in his eyes, but it was gone before I could discern it. Grunting, he raised himself up onto his elbows, keeping the rest of his body on mine.

"You know," he smirked down at me, "I always do like being up on top." He leaned his face closer to mine. "It makes it...more fun."

My breath hitched, before I narrowed my eyes and shoved him off of me. He rolled gracefully to his feet, before offering me a hand. I took it, standing up and brushing myself off quickly before looking around for Henry. Seeing the kid a few yards away, I rushed over to him, asking if he was okay.

"I'm fine! I'm fine!" He brushed me off. "Jeez Ari you're almost as bad as both of my moms." He looked at me with a smile while I pretended to be hurt. Laughing, he quickly brought his arms around me, hugging me tight.

"I was scared for you Ari," he said into my shoulder. "When you fell down that hill, I wanted to come follow you, but then the boy convinced me to keep running, saying that it was safer for you."

"Shhh Henry," I whispered quietly, consoling him. "I'm right here, we're both fine. I'm glad you kept running. And look, now we're both together again!"

He looked up at me and smiled again, before turning his attention to the mystery boy, who was looking at us with a face I couldn't describe. "You see," Henry told the kid, "if you believe, anything is possible!"

"How right you are, Henry." I froze, thinking back to when I had been with them. Henry had never told the boy his name, nor had I said it.

Shit.

I stood up, bringing Henry with me, then stepped slightly in front of him.

"H-how do you know my name?" Henry's voice quivered. "I never told you."

The boy walked towards us, his face breaking into a triumphant smirk. We're dead. "Let's make it a game," he stated, "A puzzle to solve."

We are soooo dead.

"You lied to me!" Henry exclaimed, "you are a lost boy, you work for Pan!"

Closing the last few inches between us, the boy leaned in until our noses almost touched, looking down at me. "Not exactly." He spoke to Henry, but kept his dark gaze on me. "I am Peter Pan."

Shiiiiiiit.

Henry and I both stiffened, and the boy stepped back.

Henry stepped out from behind me, and spoke. "But, you told Greg and Tamara that magic was bad… that you were going to help them destroy it! Why?" Seriously? That's really the question he decides to pop out at a time like this?

Pan shrugged, looking disinterested. "I needed their help." He smirked again. "And it is so much easier to get people to hate something, than to believe in it."

I spoke up. "Why did you bring us here?"

He looked at me sharply, almost like he couldn't believe I had spoken. He started walking around us like a vulture circling its prey, before replying. "For quite some time, I've sought something extremely important. Something more elusive than the greatest of all mysteries."

Great, the evil Peter Pan is a freaking drama queen.

"W-what?" Henry's voice shook. I could tell the poor kid was scared to death, but was trying to hide it. I gripped his hand, trying to comfort him.

"The heart of the truest believer."

I narrowed my eyes. What the hell did this nutjob want with Henry's heart?

"When you took that pixie dust, Henry, and jumped off that cliff…" Wait, what? When did Henry jump off a cliff? I was seriously going to have a talk with this kid later. "When you jumped off of that cliff, you proved yourself. You are the lucky owner of that special heart." At that, his face twisted gleefully. "And now you, and it, are mine."

I inhaled sharply. Great, now he's claiming ownership. Well newsflash, buddy, you aren't getting the heart. If anyone 'owns' Henry here, its me. Not this psychopath.

At my small noise, he turned to me. "As for you, Aralynn, I don't know why you're here. Apparently you were stupid enough to follow Greg and Tamara through that portal." He smirked at the snarl on my face from the insult. "But, no matter," he continued, "I'll find something to do with you now that you're here." The look on his face wasn't good.

Pan ripped a dagger from his belt and raised it over his head.

"C'mon, boys!" All the lost boys came out of the trees wielding weapons, including Felix, Alec, and the two twins from earlier. I knew I had heard something in the bushes earlier.

Pan looked at us, triumph written all over his face, before looking at me with a dangerous glint in his eyes.

"Let's play."

Oh, and btw, here's a better description of what Alec looks like: he's got Taylor lautner's build. His hair is a dark chocolate brown, and, sadly, the only person who's hair I imagined Alec's to look like was Harry Styles. So, Alec has Harry Styles hair, but way darker. Oh, and it's HS's hair before he started shoving it upwards. So, kinda three years ago hair lol. And when I say lightly tanned, I mean as in a pale looking boy who spent the summer in the sun. He's not Hispanic or Italian or anything. Not to offend anyone by that, I've got nothing against anyone like that. I just imagined Alec that way.

I hope you enjoyed it! But, here's the catch. I'm not posting the next chapter until I get 6 more reviews, and I don't care if they're helpful or critical. And they have to be from other people, and not from readers who've already reviewed. They can still review, but I'm not counting them. So good luck, and hopefully you'll be seeing me soon!