I' m back and it before May 2018. It has been almost 8 months but this last chapter. It been a run. If there is another update, it just because I'm think of putting all of this in one chapter

LivTheZombiePricness

Wendy POV

Pushing through the underbrush, I had the sudden thought that I didn't know where I was going. I had also left everyone else without any idea where to go. I came to stop suddenly when the sound of boots started to come closer. Too heavy to be a boy, I turned just in time to see Jukes coming towards me.

Putting Michael down, I levelled Hook's gun at him and spoke, "Take one more step and I'll shoot."

Jukes stopped, but pulled both of his knives, and scoffed "You don't know how to and even if you did, you don't have the guts."

"Try me," my voice was slightly shaky and my hands seemed to have a mind of their own. Somehow I kept hold of the gun and Jukes kept his distance. We circled each other for awhile when I saw Curly come up to us.

I stop turning to face him and he stops turning. "What would you do if I put down this gun?" I don't make a move to do it, but keep my eyes locked on him.

"I would take both of you back to the Captain," He said, but his cat liked smile said he would gut us on the spot. Curly was right behind Jukes now and holding a stolen axe.

I pretend to believe him. I start to lower Hook's gun and Jukes changed. I quickly turned and covered Michael. Then there was a scream and large thud. Too large to be Curly.

I grabbed Micheal off the ground and he clung to me. I then grabbed Curly and started moving as fast as we could in my original direction. Just getting away from the body and camp would be good enough.

"I wanted my axe," Curly complained. I just gave him a look and was about to start yelling when we finally broke thought the tree line.

Tink POV

We took off in to the woods. Curly had left awhile back and all the others made good time catching up. John and I trailed behind, Peter being a dead weight. He was breathing at least, but he won't wake up. We had to go off course, when Hook's crew came crashing though the woods.

"Shouldn't we do something?" I whisper to John.

"What can we do?" John whispered back. "Let just get out of here and get revenge another day."

Progress was slow, but finally we broke on too the road. There was nothing in sight.

"Great." I mutter "We're dead."

"No," John pointed up the road. "We're not."

Coming up the road was a black limo, followed by the car that had taken us up to whatever we are. Tootles was leaning out the passenger window of the limo.

"Get ready," He shouted at us and someone, probably Nibs, opened the back door.

"I take it back," John said as we got Peter ready to jump,"We are going to die."

We got Peter in no problem, and that the car stated speeding up. There was some confusion, John got a bump on the head, and the limo lost the back window, but somehow we lost them.

"It has been a night," Slightly rested back on floor of the limo. "We need a new house."