BLANKET DISCLAIMER: I do not own the characters of Peter Pan… Mr. Berry does…. But I do own this story so enjoy!
Chapter 2
Lynn felt as if she was riding on a marble, smoothly sailing across the floor. She knew she was sitting on wood, for she was positive that the splinters were digging into her bottom through her satin night gown.
The gruff voices still hollered and shouted above her head. Yet, Lynn was able to make out a few phrases.
"Quick, get into the riggings you scurvy dogs."
"Aye, Captain."
"Hoist the sails."
"Aye, Captain."
Aye Captain, indeed. From what Lynn was hearing one would except that she had been taken by pirates. The idea alone was absolutely ridiculous. The royal family abandoned the pirate brigade ages ago. If it was ransom they were after, then they surely captured the wrong daughter. She was anybody special. She barely saw her father more than four times a year, and most definitely her father wouldn't even know where to gather the funds for her safe return.
A large burst of wind jerked the wood beneath her sideways; sending Lynn falling onto her shoulder, where she winced in pain upon impact. Bloody idiots will get her accidently killed before they are given the chance to send a letter back to her father.
"Hold her steady, Mr. Cattile, or we'll never make it through the second star," huff a deep raspy voice.
"Aye, Captain."
'Ah,' Lynn thought, 'so that voice belongs to the Captain, the captain of what exactly?' With the breezes flying past her, Lynn had concluded that she was on a plane with opened windows. Perhaps it was a plane left over from the war; although until Lynn is able to take a closer look, she would never fully know what craft she was currently a passenger on.
Light, a spectrum of colors appeared upon the wool fabric over Lynn's head. It started off low then grew to a bright kaleidoscope of colors and shapes in front of the fabric. It was during this light show that Lynn felt to rope loosen around her body. She wiggles as she rolled onto her back. Spreading her arms away from her body the fabric gave way to the freedom of space. Just as Lynn grabbed the edged of the fabric the light faded to a single color, dawn.
Slowly, and ever so carefully, she began to raise and wiggle out of her woolen cage. Finally she was free. She stood up and looked at the cloth within her hands. 'A blanket? How strange.' She looked up to see a massive wooden wall inches from her face. Turning she gasped.
"A ship?"… Aye Captain… "A pirate ship?"
Lynn watched as pirates, short and fat, ran in all directions shouting orders at one another and completely ignoring her presence. She watched at rolling waves came closer to the large wooden mass. They were falling! Lynn rushed to the edge and held on. Out of the corner of her eye she could see a small island that grew larger with ever foot they descended. 'Wait a moment,' Lynn looked around her. No one else was panicking. 'We're not falling.' "We're flying."
Lynn wasn't about to stay around old dirty men. If anyone lived on the island she could phone home and let Scotland Yard know of her location. Bracing her hands upon the rail Lynn pushed herself into a squatting position. She paused, taking deep breaths, waiting for the best opportunity to jump. And jump she would. The massive ship was, in her estimation, three feet from the ocean before she leaped.
Her calculations where way off. The six feet from the bottom of the ship, plus the twenty seven feet to the tip of the rail, knocked the air she was holding clear out of her lungs. When she emerged from the cool water, Lynn gasped for breath, inhaling air and salty sea mist. She struggled towards the shore. Swimming as fast as she could until she was able to regain her breathing and sunk to swing unnoticed beneath the waves.
Lynn collapsed onto the sandy beach just as the ship splashed into the water. She had to move, but she couldn't, her body ached all over. Yet, she forced herself up, just as she limped into the cover of jungle ahead of her, Lynn could hear shouts from the pirates. They must have finally notice she was missing.
She struggled to go deeper into the jungle. Thought she knew that the more distance she put between herself and the pirate the closer she would come to being rescued, or finding someone with a phone. The deeper she submerged into the thick greenery, the more aware Lynn became of the possible deadly possibility of animals.
"Lions, and tigers, and bears, Oh MY-Y-Y-Y-Y-Y!" Lynn fell into a hole, sliding down a slippery slope she creamed. She landed with a hard thump on her rear. "Ouch!"
A cage, she landed in a cage. Large wooden poles tied together created the bars. Torches, two to be exact, were lit and hanging on the wall.
"Hello?" She gentle called. "Hello? Is anyone there?" She called louder. No answer came. "Great, just great. Now what am I to do?"