Hi! First off, I don't have a Deviantart account, but if anybody who is reading this do have one, how would like to make some pictures and post them on Deviantart of this Fanfic. If you do, let me know the URL for the picture. Second off, I love the second scenario you did, lacywing. Poor Peter. Feeling the pain of Ramona's whip. He had it coming, though. LOL. In the mean time, enjoy this fourth chapter! Warning: This chapter contains abuse of 11-year-old girl. And it isn't pretty (Dun. Dun. DUN!)

Disclaimer: I do not own Jake and the Never Land Pirates. They belong to Disney Junior. Though I do own one character you will see later in this fanfic.

Chapter 4: Izzy's misfortune

It was Tuesday, and three pirates had avoided Peter all day. Especially after another violent ordeal. It was about the middle of the week, and things weren't getting any better for Jake and his friends. Jake was still wondering what happened to Peter, and why he's being so evil and abusive. What's wrong with Peter? It was one of those questions that really need an answer… and fast.

It was now Wednesday, the pirate crew (Well, at least Jake and Cubby) decided to go looking for treasure on Never Land. Izzy, however, was still sore from the back beating Peter gave her the other day, so she wanted to stay home.

"Be careful, Iz. And try not anger Peter." Jake told her, before he left. Izzy felt a bit uneasy about staying with Peter… alone. But she assured him that she would be okay. Jake reminded that if Peter hurts her, she needs to let him know so he can help her. Izzy was grateful that Jake was still there to help her. If she was hurt or sad, he would always be there to comfort her or treat her.

Not long after the boys left. Izzy was walking outside the hideout. She herself had been pondering Peter's behavior. To her, she thought it was just a teenage phase, being that Peter is thirteen. But still, it scared her. She touched her right cheek; the same one that Peter had brutally slapped earlier this week. It was still sore, but the red hand mark was gone. And her back was still sore, but the whelk marks were also fading away. This is indeed going to be a long few weeks. If only there was someway we could get Peter back to normal. If only- As she thought, she bumped into someone. She looked up and her blood ran cold.

"Why don't you watched where the heck you're going, Izzy?" Peter asked scornfully, a glare on his face as he turns to her. Izzy stuttered. "I-I-I-I-I'm s-s-sorry, P-P-Peter. I was s-so lost in my thoughts, I didn't see y-y-you."

Peter continued to glare at her. "Just watch where you are going, you little brat." He turned to walk away, but stopped dead in his tracks when Izzy responded: "You don't have to be such a jerk, Peter."

Peter turned back to her, his glare even more enraged. Izzy stepped back nervously as he came at her. "What. Did. You. Say?!" he growled. Izzy was now scared. She didn't mean to say that. It just came out. She knew that Peter wasn't really a jerk, but the way he's been acting, saying that he wasn't a jerk would be stupid. Uh oh… I'm dead.She thought as she continued to back away from the now enrage Peter. "I said… you're a jerk!"

Now that came out all wrong for Izzy. She didn't mean to directly call him a jerk. She just accidentally said that he shouldn't be a jerk. Peter growled and grabbed her arm. "You know, it's rude to talk back to your elders. And I'm older than you. So it looks like I'll have to punish you for that."

Izzy gasped. Punish? He can't do that… can he?

"No! Please, don't! I'm sorry, Peter." Izzy pleaded as Peter dragged her back into the hideout. "It's too late for 'sorry'." Peter retorted. He pulled Izzy into her room, and locked the entrance to her hideout. Izzy tried to get away from him, but he grabbed her again, and slapped her across the face. He then pulled a chair out from the corner. "Bend over the chair." He ordered.

Izzy was about to ask why, but when she saw the warning on his face, she knew he was serious. So, she did as she was told and bended over the chair. She was now very uncomfortable. She waited for what was going to happen.

All of a sudden. SMACK!

Izzy let out a yelp of surprise as she felt a hand hit her right leg hard. She turned her head a little to see that Peter has indeed, hit her on her leg. She looked away as Peter struck her leg again, causing her to yelp in pain again. What in the world was he doing?

"This is was you get for talking back, young lady." Peter growled as he struck her again, even harder than before. Peter was holding Izzy down as she was hunched over the chair, so that she didn't fall off, and so she didn't get away. Peter continued to strike the poor girl on her legs, as she yelled out in pain.

"Ow. Ow. Ow. Ow. Ow. I'm… ow… sorry…" Izzy whimpered. Peter ignored her and kept going. He started on her thighs, and moved down her legs. He started hitting on her left leg as well. Izzy now regretted ever staying home. She should have known this would happen if she angered Peter. She should have know that he would still hurt her even if she didn't anger him. Izzy felt tears in her eyes. This was a very painful beating, and she thought her skin was going to break any second. Little did she know that her skin would break when Peter really got down to business.

"Get up." Peter ordered when he stopped. Izzy was relieved. He was finally done… or was he?

Izzy did as told, and was about to thank Peter when he suddenly grabbed hold of the hem of her pants, and pulled them down. Izzy shrieked, and tried to pull them back up, only for Peter to slap her hands away. "Don't pull them back up, Izzy. You are going to take this. Don't think I'm through with you. Bend back over that chair, now! And you better not move. Because if you do. It's going to get a lot more painful than it already is." He growled. Izzy groaned in frustration and pain, but did as told.

Then, all of a sudden… SNAP!

Izzy then let out a scream of pain. This was even more painful than before. Izzy knew that Peter wasn't using his hand this time, but something different. She turned her head a little to see that Peter was holding that darn belt. To her horror, she also saw that Peter was smirking. Smirking.

"Looks like Izzy's been a very bad girl. I guess I have to beat her even harder than before." Peter taunted, letting out an evil laugh. Izzy was now terrified. Peter seemed like an evil villain now, torturing a slave. And Izzy was the slave. Oh why did I stay home? Why? She thought miserably. Jake, please come home soon. I need you. The young pirate closed her eyes tightly, sensing that Peter was winding up again.

Meanwhile, Jake and Cubby were looking for some treasure, when Jake had the sudden feeling that something was wrong. As if… someone far away, was being hurt. He thought he could hear screaming… that sounded like a girl.

Izzy. Jake thought. I wonder if she's okay. I hope it's not too late to go and check up on her. "Hey, Cubby." Jake called to the other pirate boy. "Maybe we should go back to Pirate Island. I'm worry about Izzy. Especially leaving her alone with… Peter."

"Aw, coconuts. We've haven't found the treasure yet. Besides, Izzy said she would be okay, right?" Cubby replied. Jake frowned, and said: "Yeah, but that still doesn't mean Izzy won't get hurt, if she angers Peter, which I hope she doesn't." Jake looked out back to the Never Seas. He was really worried about Izzy. Deep down, he knew Peter was hurting her somehow… but how.

I hope Peter's not hurting her too bad. If so, I'll never be able to forgive myself for not saving her fast enough.

Jake shuddered at the thought of Izzy being injured and in really bad shape when he got back. Jake wanted to go back right now to see if she was alright, but her assurance of her being okay kept him torn between going back now or later.

Little did Jake know that Izzy was getting hurt… really bad. Due to the stiffness of the belt, it indeed broke her sensitive skin. Blood made its way through the tiny cuts. Izzy continued to cry in pain as Peter beat her now weak legs, and as he laughed evilly. "Oh Izzy, you little brat. I could do this all day." Peter said as he continued. Izzy gasped at the thought of suffering through this beating for the whole day. After several more brutal and painful slaps, Peter finally stopped. He walked around the other side of the chair, to face Izzy. Izzy's face was drenched in tears from the sobbing she had been doing. Peter grabbed her chin, and made her look at him. What Izzy saw was an enraged and evil looking boy in her view, and what Peter saw was a weak child.

"Okay, Izzy. If you're a good girl for the rest of the day, I won't hurt you so bad later tonight. But if not… you will be over this chair again. And I won't be easy on you… at all." Peter threatened, letting go of her chin. Izzy wiped her cheeks, and replied: "Yes, Peter." Peter glared at her. "Get up." He ordered. Izzy obeyed, and slowly got up the chair. Her legs were bruised, swollen, bloody, and aching like crazy, but she made it to her bed to lie down. She took off her bandanna to clean off the blood on her legs. When she got up just about all of it, she disposed of the bloody bandanna. Izzy didn't bother to get another one, for she was tired and in pain.

Peter watched her when she cleaned up her legs, he chuckled evilly and left. Izzy was glad that he was done with her for the day. Little did she know that Peter had even more for her in store later…

Later, Jake and Cubby returned. Jake immediately ran into the hide out to check on Izzy. When he found her in the room, she was lying on her bed, face down, and still sobbing a bit from the pain, for it would not subside. She was also wearing her purple nightgown as well. Jake thought he could see some red on her legs, so he carefully pulled up her nightgown a little. Jake gasped when he saw her legs. They were bruised, swollen, and there was red little dried up drops with he assumed was blood, and he was sure he saw red whelk marks as well. And was it also throbbing too? "Izzy, are you okay?" Jake asked as rubbed her back gently. Izzy looked at him, and was about to respond when Peter came in. "Oh, don't worry Jake." Peter said in sickly sweet voice. "Izzy just had a little accident with her legs, that's all."

"NO! That's not true! He beat me, Jake! He beat me!" Izzy exclaimed, tears running down her cheeks. Jake looked at her, and back at Peter, who was now glaring. "I warned you, Izzy." With that, Peter took out the belt, and was about to raise the belt when Jake stopped him. "Stop! Please don't, Peter. What did she do?" Peter growled, and responded: "She talked back, and talking back to your elders is rude—"

"I didn't mean to, Peter." Izzy said, sobbing.

"Then why did you do it, anyway?!"

"It was an accident, Peter. It slipped out."

"Slipped out, my foot! Now come here."

"No!"

"Now!

"Never!"

"ENOUGH!" Jake shouted. He looked at Peter with concern. Now it seemed like the time to ask Peter what was going on with him. "Peter… what have you become? You were never like this before… what happened to you?" Little did Jake know, was that Peter was getting really tired of that question, and was just about to blow his gasket.

Peter shot Jake a death glare, and responded: "I don't think that's any of your nosy business, Jake. Now get out of here so I can deal with Izzy."

"Never!" Jake protested, shielding Izzy. Peter growled, and pushed him away. Jake fell, looking at Peter with brave eyes. Peter just smirked. "Well, if you don't want to leave, I guess you'll just have to watch instead." With that, Peter grabbed Jake and set him down in a chair, where he tied him up. Then, he turned back to Izzy, who was terrified. "Time for your punishment, sweetie." He said, laughing evilly. Izzy screamed as Peter came at her, holding the belt.

"Oh no…" she whimpered.

"Oh yes." He assured.

With that, he raised the belt.

SNAP!

"OWWWWW!"

"Ha, ha, ha, ha, ha!"

"Stop it! Please!"

"Never! Ha, ha. I told you to be a good girl, Izzy. You never listen, do you?"

Jake cringed as he saw that Izzy was feeling Peter's wrath. Big time. Peter brought the belt down once more, and then dropped it. He looked at Izzy with enraging, but sinister eyes. "Oh, you little brat. I warned you. Now you're going to suffer." With that, he slapped her across the face, making her winced out in pain. Izzy tried to move away from Peter, but grabbed her again. "Let me go!" she shouted. Peter just laughed again "Izzy, this is just the beginning… oh, and did I mention that I wasn't exactly through with you earlier?"

Jake struggled in his bonds, but Peter had tied him up tight. He knew he couldn't let Izzy suffer. But he also knew that one wrong move, and he could also be in heck's fires like she has in right now… I knew it. I knew Izzy would get hurt by Peter. Why didn't we stay with her? She wouldn't be in this state right now. This is all my fault. Jake thought miserably. He mentally cursed himself for going on a treasure hunt, while Izzy was home with Peter. He knew that her back was still sore, and she wanted to stay home, but if only he stayed home with her too. If only… if only…

Then he heard a sound he never wanted to hear.

Cliffhanger! What do you think that sound was? I will tell you that it was Peter who made the sound. And just to make this clear: Izzy did not get raped if that's what you're thinking. I hope you like this chapter. I know it was short, sorry. And keep those predictions on what happened to Peter going guys. I need more, please. Review, please. Thank you.