"Peter?"

"Yeah?"

"What the bloody hell are we doing?"

"Shhh. You'll see"

Currently I was being led blind folded by the leader of the lost boys. 'Peter pan' He had woken me up before the sun had even risen, blabbering about something I just had to see. I wasn't in any mood for his games. My eyes were so heavy from lack of sleep and his enthusiasm didn't help things. I stomped uneasily through the muddy grass, sometimes bumping into a stray tree branch or tripping over a large stone. The boy wasn't good at leading. It would have been better if he had just flew us there, but for whatever reason he insisted on walking.

"Just a little farther and we'll be there. Once you see this you're never going to want to leave neverland."

I groaned a bit. Mostly to show my annoyance with the sudden trip. I was starting to miss those barbaric bear skin blankets.

"It better be good Pan. Or I'll slice your gizzard"

Peter laughed loudly. He was always so amused by everything. "You're really starting to sound like us now. Must be from spending all your time here."

I admit my dialogue had changed a bit...I found myself saying things I would have never said before. But I wasn't one of them. There was no way. I was still Wendy Angela Moira Darling. The kind, gentle 'innocent' eldest child of the Darling household. Spending some time on a island ran by children wouldn't change me...right?

"And, we're here. Take a seat" I felt my hand grasped tightly as I was led to, what I assumed was an old log. I felt around, before sitting on it. "Please remove the blindfold...it smells terrible"

Without a word, he did as I asked. Swiftly untying the material from my face. I rubbed my eyes harshly before looking out to see what he wanted me to look at.

As my vision cleared, a gasp escaped my lips. In front of us was probably the most beautiful scenery I had ever seen. The sun was beginning to rise, with colors of bright orange redish pinks and yellows. The sun's rays reflected off the ocean waves, the sparkling blue waters crashed gently against the shore below. From what I gathered, we were on a cliff, overlooking most of Neverland.

"P-Peter...this is-"

"I know" he cut me off. A large cheeky grin spread across his lips. "That's why I wanted to show you. Took awhile since I usually sleep in.

My heart pounded against my chest. I found everything about Neverland beautiful ...but this...this was indescribable.

I felt like I was looking at the gates of heaven.. I would never forget this place...never.

"I'm glad you woke me up" I said softly, practically a whisper. "Thank you"

Peter gazed at me, and I felt my heart beat faster. The hazel in his eyes almost matched the beauty of the sunset. And suddenly he started inching In closer, out of reflex I scooted back a bit. However he grasped my shoulders and pulled me in closer. His optics locked on mine. It was like he was staring into my soul.

"W-What is it?" I stuttered. My face was most likely the color of a ripe tomato.

"Wendy I-" He trailed off...I was dying to hear what he had to say. My heart was beating even more. ...What was I expecting? nothing...obviously...nothing. But still he had never acted this serious around me before.

Was my breathing getting heavier?

Ugh why wouldn't he come out and say what he wanted to say?

"I... WHAT?" Peter's sudden outburst, startled me. As he released my shoulders I was thrown backwards, falling off the log and landing in the dew covered grass.

"W-What was that for?" I hissed, rubbing my sore bottom...

However his attention was completely set on the ocean. I quickly stood to my feet and looked in the direction he was so focused on.

Dread filled me once I saw the familiar ship... the skull and cross bone flag waved rapidly in the air. It was the Jolly Roger... great, what were those pirates up to now?

"Odd..." Peter muttered. I gave him a questioning look.

"...How is it odd? aren't they always sailing around, causing chaos?"

"...Not this early...pirates always sleep in late.."

I didn't know where he got his logic from, but I decided to roll with it.

"...I wonder what they're up to?" I asked. I got a bad feeling, Peter must of felt it too, since his eyes hadn't left the vessel, not even to look at me.

"You won't have to wonder for long" and with that I was in Peter's arms, being flown towards the ship. he hid behind clouds and moved slowly...so we wouldn't catch their attention.

From below I could hear their deep, harsh voices. They sounded happy about something, but I couldn't make out what they were saying. Having the same luck as me, Peter flew in closer. This time their voices were more clear.

"Lad. Lad. Fetch us some more rum. Nothing like early morning drinking"

"Who oughta thought good-ol captain hook would bring a youngin aboard. traveling outside neverland is some risky business"

"Leave it to the captain to get away with it. Boy. Over here. Fill me mug"

...They had someone else on their ship? and...they were able to leave Neverland? I thought the only one who could do that was Peter? what was all this nonsense?

Peter looked as confused as me. However his eyes narrowed more with each word.

"What's he done?" he spoke through gritted teeth, though I don't think he was talking to me. More so himself.

"Whats-"

"Shh"

I was hushed before I could finish my question. This must have been serious.

"Johnny boy. What's taking ya? c'mon"

"Ooooh Johnny boy, the pipes the pipes"

"That's Danny' boy you idiot."

"SHUT UP. You der make a fool of me?"

Johnny?...Could this new crew member possibly be named John?... that was quite the coincidence.

Or maybe not?

As one of the doors on the ship swung open. A young, spectacle wearing, boy. Stepped out. Carrying a tray of drinks and breads. His dark brown hair was tied back in a bandana. And a smug smile formed on his lips.

...My body grew cold. I was in disbelief.

It was John, my little brother John...What was he doing here? why?...did Hook kidnap him? how did he get to London? ...was Micheal here too?

I knew Peter recognized him as well and his grasp tightened on me. He was tense.

"Take us down there." I commanded. Peter didn't budge.

"Take. Us. Down. There" I repeated. This time slower and a bit harsher. Still no movement on his part.

"No." He finally said. The tone in his voice sounded confused.

"What do you mean, "No?" ...That's John. They have John. Why aren't you flying down there and attacking like you always do? he would never, ever. Join a pirates crew. He's in danger. Go down. Go down there right now. Peter! why aren't you listening?" My voice was growing louder. I knew at this rate I'd alert the pirates..but at this point I didn't care.

What was wrong with him? why wouldn't he fight?

"...Not now, Wendy. I'll explain later." He was holding me even tighter...he probably thought I was going to jump out of his arms, and I had honestly thought about it. Why in the world would my little brother be there? it made no sense. But I guess it made as much sense as me being there.

"You have to stay calm. We'll talk when we reach land. Okay"

So many thoughts were running through my head. I couldn't fathom why he wouldn't save John right this second...but if he was hesitating, he must have had a good reason. As he said, I just needed to stay calm.

"A-Alright." I exhaled. Giving John one more look before being turned around. It took meer seconds to get back to the island.

Peter set me down and my eyes darted to the ground. I was shaking. Trembling...I was afraid. What was going on? ...John.

Why did he look so happy being there?...even though I wanted to save him. He didn't look like he wanted to be saved.

That smug look on his face floated through my mind and I bit down on my lower lip.

"What's going on?" my voice cracked.

"I-" Peter paused. "I'm not completely sure. But I know this...that John. Isn't the John you know. I felt it. That codfish has done something... Which is why. Until John is back to normal, you must stay away from him. You have to."

Just stay away? how could I do that? what if it was just a facade? maybe John was acting that way to stay alive? maybe he was working on his escape? I knew him. He was smart...always thinking things over... he wouldn't be this reckless as to become a pirate of free will...right?

"What if he's faking it, Peter? then what?" My whole being was shaking, even my voice.

"That's what I'm going to find out. Just be patient. We'll figure this out, but for right now...stay away...please." He had never spoke to me in such a way...it was gentle...and for a second I didn't see him as just a boy.

"I trust you, just please. Don't let them hurt John"

"I won't, I promise" and like that we were in an embrace. That's when I let out my loud ugly sobs.

I could only think of the terrible, horrible things my poor little brother went through, and I wasn't there to help him.

What was I going to do?

What was Peter going to do? ...Things were getting more and more confusing by the minute.

Dun dun dunnn.

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