At least a million twinkling stars surrounded us, it was breathtaking. I still couldn't believe this was real. I was running- ah, I mean, flying away from home with a boy I had just met. According to him, we've met before though.

As I looked down, I could only see housetops. They looked so far away. It made me feel a bit dizzy; seeing how high up I was. Peter on the other hand, looked like he didn't have a care in the world. He was probably used to flying around like a bird.

"H-How much farther?" I asked, trying to keep up with his speed.

"We'll be there in no time" he grinned, glancing back at me. "You're going to love Neverland. I bet you'll remember everything, once we get there" he suddenly grasped my hand, pulling me so that I was side by side with him. He obviously noticed I was having trouble keeping up.

The blonde fairy quickly flew in front of my face. Giving me the evil eye. I wasn't sure what her problem was, but it was clear she didn't particularly like me, or so it seemed.

"You gotta stop being so jealous, Tink" Peter eyed Tinker bell. She simply huffed before flying back to the other side of Peter. I could already tell she and I were going to have some issues. Hopefully she would get over her apparent jealousy?

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It had been a few hours since we started our flight, the sun was beginning to rise and I was just starting to wonder when we'd ever reach this 'Neverland' I was having a harder time keeping my eyes open, I didn't get enough sleep since Peter came for an unexpected visit.

"Don't fall asleep!" he nudged me "We're here!"

"What?" Moments ago we were soaring through an endless sky of stars. We couldn't really be at the destination already? I rubbed at my eyes, attempting to somehow remove the sleepiness that was overcoming me. As my vision cleared I gasped, below us was an amazing island. It looked like something from a book. Why did simply looking at it, give me such a nostalgic feeling?

"It-it's beautiful" I awed.

"I bet you're glad you came" Peter grinned cheekily. "But it's a bit odd usually that ol'codfish is waiting for me. Be a bit careful. Those damn pirates could be trying some sort of sneak attack. "Tink! You're on look out, if you see anything suspicious, lemme know"

Tinker Bell let out an agitated sigh before saluting him. It seemed like she was mocking him rather than showing respect.

"How dangerous are these pirates?" I asked worriedly. It was a little late, but I was only now wondering what I actually agreed to.

"They're nothing I can't handle. I've beaten them pirates plenty of times. They just never give up" He was a confident guy, maybe a little too confident.

"I'll believe you, but I have one more question. How do we land?" Looking down was making me dizzy again. I was beginning to miss the feel of earth beneath my feet.

"It's easy, you don't have to worry about anything, I'll help ya" Peter had my hand again and was already spiraling downward. A tiny squeak escaped my lips as I watched the distance between us and the floor below, deteriorating. I grasped on to the overly happy boy's arm. Trying my best to not look as frightened as I was.

"You can let go, Wendy. We've landed"

"Wait-we are?" I glanced around, realizing we really had landed. A unique nature like scent floated through the air. It wasn't surprising seeing that we were on an island. It was lovely and yet again I was filled with nostalgia, why was that? I wondered. Perhaps I really was here before?

"You sure like clinging on to me!" A hint of cockiness was in the boy's voice. It didn't take me long to notice I was still latched on to him. I quickly pulled away, turning my back to him.

"Sorry! I was in thought"

"Oh! What were you thinking about?" he asked, walking around me so that we were face to face. His hazel eyes were filled with curiosity. I had to admit he was kind of cute…in a little brother sort of way. Of course…

"It's just, I feel like I've been here before..."

"AH, so you remember? Do'ya remember me?"

"N-No, I don't remember anything. I just feel like I've been here"

"Oh" he furrowed his brows. "Well, I'll make you remember"

"I'll be impressed if you can. Now what are we supposed to do now?" The area was literally filled with trees, no houses, or anything. How was one supposed to live in a place like this? How did Peter even survive?

"Hangman's tree isn't too far from here, we'll head there. I'm sure the lost boys will be happy to see ya"

Hangman's, tree? That sounded absolutely terrible. Was he serious?

"Don't worry, it's my hideout. You'll love it" he explained, I'm guessing he noticed my discomfort. Nodding hesitantly I followed after the energetic boy. As I walked I admired the scenery, it was breathtaking. I'd never seen anything as green as this place. Most of the flowers that bloomed were types I'd never seen in person. They were all brightly colored and the aroma that ascended from them was wonderful.

"So, who are these lost boys?" I asked, trying to break the silence that was beginning to form between us.

"Hm, I guess you could say, they're my followers. They love adventures as much as I do, and of course they hate pirates!"

"I see, they sound interesting"

"Uh huh, you were also their mother once"

I stopped in my tracks. What did he mean, mother? I never once had a child; I was too young for that. Was he just making all this stuff up as he went along? Seemed like something Peter would do.

"M-Mother?" I stuttered.

"Yep! You were everyone's Mother, mine too. You told us stories a lot."

"YOUR MOTHER?" My jaw dropped.

Peter looked over his shoulder, arching a brow. "You don't have to shout. It was fake, but everyone had a good time. Ya'know, the boys were really down when you and your brothers left. They begged me to bring you back."

"Really?"

"Yep. Of course I said no, no one can come back to Neverland once they leave"

Was that really true? Then how was it that he could leave? And why'd he bring me back? So many questions were fluttering through my head; I didn't know where to begin.

"But, things started gettin boring, I came to your house to listen to some new stories so that I could tell them to the lost boys, and then you know the rest"

Before I could speak, we heard the sounds of shouting it was clearly coming from young boys.

"EMERGENCY, EMERGENCY!" The bushes in front of us started shaking violently until a boy popped out. From the expression on his face he looked surprised to see us. "Peter! You're back, it's terrible. Hook and the rest of those pirates are attacking the Indian tribe!" He bent over, taking a few deep breathes. "We've gotta stop..." his eyes widened, looking at me. "Wendy? WENDY! YOU'RE BACK, YOU'RE BACK" he cheered, hugging me as tight as he could.

"Y-Yes, I'm back?" I squeaked.

"Enough of that, Slightly." Peter cut in, yanking the boy away from me. "We've gotta save the Indians right?"

The blonde's cheeks reddened a bit, realizing how easily off track he had gotten. "R-Right, sorry. Nibs and Tootles have already gone off to fight. The others are getting ready.

Peter nodded in acknowledgment. "We'll go there now, I expect you and the others to be there as soon as possible, got is?"

"Yes, sir!" he saluted him.

"Tink, you stay with them, they'll need ya!"

The Fae, who had been silently watching, paled a bit, before narrowing her eyes at the copper haired boy.

"Don't give me that look, just do it, alright?" he frowned. Tinker Bell huffed but reluctantly agreed.

"Alright, let's go Wendy. You can see how great a fighter I am" he grinned placing his hands on his hips. I've come to the conclusion that Peter Pan is very smug, with a …huge ego! But I guess those are good traits to have if you're a leader.

"If you insist!"

"I do!" I hadn't gotten another word in when he picked me up, holding me tightly.

"H-HEY….wait a second, what are you doing?!" I could feel my face flushing. This was far too embarrassing.

"You're too slow, so I'll have to carry'ya there" he replied. He spoke as if it was the simplest thing in the world!

"I really don't agree to this" I protested.

"Too bad I don't care" Peter laughed, shooting up into the sky.

Out of instinct, I grasped on to him, I still wasn't used to the whole flying thing, that and I had a slight fear of heights.

"I won't drop ya, you need to relax Wendy." He commented, speeding up his pace a bit.

"I'm completely relaxed."

"Liar!"

"I'm not lying."

It felt like this conversation would get nowhere, so I decided to watch where we were going. There were so many beautiful areas on the island. I didn't know which one looked the prettiest. One spot looked like a lagoon. Yet again I was met with nostalgia but this time, a shiver ran down my spine. For whatever reason, I got a terrible feeling from it.

As I continued to look down, I noticed Indian styled tents…what were they called again? Oh yes, teepees. "That's where we're going, right?"

Peter smiled deviously "Yeah, I can already smell those stinkin pirates. They're not getting whatever they're after."

We landed and I was finally let go. At first glance it didn't seem like there was any danger until….a bunch of scary looking men jumped out from behind the teepees. They were so large, how were they so unnoticeable?

"Dammit, it was a trap" Peter growled, pulling out his dagger. "I should have known. Rotten pirates"

The men chuckled, looking at each other.

"I knew he'd fall for it"

"That was too easy"

"He even brought a little girl with him"

They all smelt of booze, they were most likely drunk. Or close to it. I already wanted to leave. These brutes weren't even worth anyone's time.

"Shut up, where's Hook?! I have no interest in fighting his lackeys. Peter shouted, pointing his dagger out towards them.

"Oh!~ so you've missed me have you Pan?" Stepping through the group was a raven haired man with a matching mustache. His eyes glared at Peter. A wicked grin plastered on his face. "Today's the day I win, pan."

"You never win" Peter growled. "I'll defeat you, like I always do" as they spoke I noticed one distinguishing feature about the older man, his left hand was replaced with a Hook. I guess that's why everyone called him "Captain Hook" I was more than a little disturbed, just looking at it made my stomach turn. I honestly felt like I'd be sick.

Suddenly, the man's eyes shifted over to me. "Oh, who's this pretty little thing…wait…you're..Wendy!?" his grin widened. "My, you've grown a bit" his dark hues looked me over afterwards licking his lips. I wanted to leave right at that very moment. How revolting could someone get?

"Leave her alone Hook, this is between you and me!" Peter approached the man, his dagger still clutched in his hand.

"Ah, we haven't fought in a while." Hook pulled out his sword, glowering at the other. "I should let you know though; your little friends and those Indians are pretty outnumbered by my men. I doubt they'll be alive much longer.

Worry flashed through Peter's eyes but his scowl remained. "I'll save them after I'm done with you!"

Without warning a bloodcurdling scream, echoed loudly. Just hearing it was heart wrenching. Peter appeared to be wavering and Hook looked triumphant. I on the other hand was just standing there uselessly. I had to do something!

"Peter! Fight him, I'll go help the others!" with that I ran off into the direction the scream came from.

To be honest, I wasn't expecting to see such a horrific sight. When I got there, I saw a man with a large sword. Standing, over another man, who was bleeding profusely. By his side was a girl about my age sobbing. I assumed he must have been her father.

"Cry all you want, princess. Your daddy's going to die and so are you. Peter Pan isn't here to save you" he snickered, waving the sword threateningly.

Noticing a log on the ground, I instantly came up with a plan. Hopefully it would work or we were in big trouble. I picked up the piece of wood, being careful not to make any unnecessary sounds. I approached the pirate from behind. At this time the girl had already noticed me. Her large tear filled eyes gawked at me. Thankfully she kept quiet so that the man was still oblivious. Waiting for the perfect moment. I swiftly whacked the man on his head with my log. He stood for a few seconds before falling to the ground with a thud!

"You have to apply pressure to the wound" I called, rushing to the girl's side. "He can't lose any more blood; if he does it'll be bad"

I showed her how to apply the pressure properly; the man was unconscious but still breathing. Hopefully there was a doctor who could do more for him.

"T-Thank you" the Indian girl stuttered.

"You're welcome, I'm just glad you're alright. What's your name?"

"Tiger Lilly…"

Tiger Lilly? That named seemed familiar, did I meet her the first time I visited Neverland?

"Nice to meet you, I'm Wendy Darling!"

"Wait you're….WATCH OUT!"

I shifted my gaze over to where she was looking. Out of nowhere three pirates jumped out. All chuckling evilly at us. Before I could do anything I was hit with the blunt end of one of their swords.

And that's when everything went black.

Chapter end!~ thank you for reading, I hope you liked it. I'm enjoying writing this fic. Would you like me to update? Is this fic any good? Lemme know xD.