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"It was years ago after Wendy moved into her own room." John began his story as the sun set. The pink and orange light lit up his face. "Peter came and asked her to go to Neverland, but she knew she was too old for that. As much as she longed to go, she knew she couldn't get away with it. She had forgotten how to fly. Much to Peter's dismay she sent me instead. She told me to tell her everything when I got back. To please Wendy, Peter went along with the plan and showed me the way to Neverland. He treated me like a Lost Boy for about a week. But then in the middle of a pirate battle I was kidnapped. Peter flew off and forgot all about me. By the time someone reminded him, it was too late. Hook had me carefully locked up and watched. Shortly after Hook's ship was under attack and through the bars of my prison I saw a Lost Boy. I asked him to tell me what happened next. Apparently Peter flew back to our window to explain to Wendy what happened. She got mad at him and closed the window in his face. She never forgave him after that. After a while (after even the Lost Boys had forgotten me) Hook told me I could become a member of his crew, or die. I chose crew because I figured I could escape someway. But I am still never let alone. Wendy was heartbroken I never came back. And Peter was heartbroken that Wendy never forgave him." John ended his story with a sigh, now the sun had set and colorful Neverland stars lit up the dark night sky.
"Wow." Ian said.
"Wow….wow" said Tootles. A crow pierced the night. Tootles looked up hopefully and Fred awoke with a start. Peter flew into the cave, sword in hand. John drew his as Fred picked up the wiggling prisoners and carried them farther back into the cave. Peter tried to slash John but he quickly blocked it. They dueled as their shadows danced across the cave walls. Their skills were matched; neither of the swordsmen had touched each other yet.
"You're pretty good" Peter gasped as he blocked yet another blow.
"I should be," John almost got Peter on the shoulder "you taught me how."
Eric and Sondra weaved their ways through a series of hallways. Eric jumped at every shadow and gasped and every noise. Sondra seemed to control her anxiety better than Eric but it showed through her face. Sondra ushered Eric through a door into a huge library. It smelled of sweet moss and leaves. They crouched behind a bookcase. They crawled until Eric spotted a huge window. It had no glass, the cool night breeze tickled Eric's face. They walked up to it. Eric knew what came next.
"Ok now we go down" Sondra whispered. Eric groaned, he knew it; down below was at least 4 feet. Considering Eric was currently a few inches tall, that was a lot. He began scaling his way down as Sondra fluttered beside him, telling him where to put his feet and where to grab onto. Once they reached the bottom of the tree Eric looked up at the distance he had just climbed from, his head began to swim and he almost fell over. Sondra steadied him and he winced.
"What?"
"Just pains, I think I'm growing; like you said I would." Eric watched as his limbs grew and Sondra began to get smaller. Soon he was at his normal height and Sondra didn't do up past his ankle. She flew up to his ear.
"Something's up!" she whispered, she pointed to the cave up on the hill, a fire was blazing and shadows were dancing across the cave walls. Fighting shadows.
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