I was just looking at when I first published this story and when I last updated. It's been nine months since I first published it (I could have given birth in this time for all you know). A bit less than a month since I updated. I am not worthy of you!
But please to continue to review and read. Even if I am not worthy.
This is the second last chapter. Slight gore and a cliffy. Enjoy!
Please please PLEASE review! Good or bad, I wanna hear!
Peter was storming off towards the all too familiar beach. Towards the all too familiar boat. Wendy struggled to keep up and didn't even dare bring up the fact that it would have been much easier if they just flew to the ship. Wendy had never seen Peter so mad. She had never seen him so intent to… well… kill. Hook was an awful man. Hook truthfully deserved to die. But the thought that he would die at such an innocent boy's hands made Wendy shiver.
"This is where I draw the line" Peter said, turning to face Wendy again.
"What are you talking about?"
"Stay here. You'll live longer."
"Peter, I told you. It's either Hook or us."
"You should go back to London-"
"I wouldn't even if I could. Not without you, Peter. I'd rather die." Peter smiled. He approached Wendy and pulled her in for a hug. Wendy stared at the boy in shock. That was it? Just a hug?
Peter held Wendy and together they snuck on to Hook's ship. All around them were cages filled with the faeries. Some cages were too small for the poor faeries. Some were large but filled to the maximum with faeries.
"Free as many as you can" Peter ordered Wendy. She nodded and set about on her mission to free the faeries. She ducked behind the cabin, freeing the hidden ones first. Peter moved to free each cage he approached, desperately searching for Tinkerbell.
"Peter Pan" Hook said, emerging from his cabin. Peter had already opened three cages, but his eyes zeroed on the particular cage Hook was holding in his good hand. Tinkerbell was trapped in a glass container, just as she had two years ago. She was banging on the glass, calling for Peter to save her. Peter looked up at Hook with hatred. Hook handed the faerie viciously to Mr. Smee. Hook took of his coat and pointed his sword at Peter.
"Hook" Peter spat his name.
"Why the angry face?" Hook asked. "I gave you your little Wendy, didn't I? Don't you know all things come at a price?" Hook snapped his fingers. There was a scream and out from behind the cabin came three members of the crew, holding a struggling Wendy and dragging her along with them.
"LET GO OF ME! LET GO OF ME YOU DISGUSTING-" One of the pirates slapped her across the face. Peter quickly withdrew his sword and pointed it at the man in front of him.
"Don't you dare touch her" Peter spat through his teeth.
"As you wish" Hook said. He took back Tinkerbell from his most loyal crewmember and dangled the glass container over the side of his boat. In the mean while, the crew men dragged Wendy to the plank, edging her closer and closer to the edge. "Choose, Peter. The Woman from your past… or the woman from your future?"
Peter kept his sword up, pointing it at Hook, not even flinching at his words. He was just a boy, after all. How could he truly understand.
"You're a coward" Peter said. Hook cocked his head to the side, confused. "You should fight me with your own hands and your own sword. Not by threatening someone smaller than you. Pick on someone your own size."
"Well, if it's a fight you want…" Hook threw Tinkerbell at Mr Smee and snapped his fingers. The rest of his crew brought Wendy back to the safety of the ship, holding a knife to her throat. "Then it's a fight you will get." Hook picked up his own sword and pointed it at Peter.
Peter smiled. Their swords were just inches away from the others. They circled around and around, waiting for the other to make their move. Wendy stared from the sidelines, helpless.
"Your gun" Peter said, just as Hook was in the middle of conducting his beautiful scheme.
"What?!" Hook yelled, annoyed at his interruption.
"Your gun" Peter said again. Hook groaned and pulled out his gun from his inside pocket. He put it on the floor and kicked it behind him. Peter looked at Hook straight in the eyes and smiled. "AVANTI!" Peter yelled as he lunged at Hook.
Then, the glorious, almost beautiful sword fight began. All there was was a constant sound of metal making contact with metal as the two swords collided. A powerful shot by Hook. A clever placement for defence by Peter. A clever attack by Peter. A powerful blow by Hook, causing Peter to stumble back.
Peter's sword made contact with Hook's face first. A gash appeared from Hook's eye to his chin. Hook almost growled at Peter before he began his continuous, forceful attack on to Peter. The poor boy barely had enough time to put his own sword in front of his face before the next strike would be done by the dedicated Captain.
Hook struck at Peter's legs. A huge gash appeared on the boys leg. Blood trickled down Peter's leg and he quickly realized: this was no game. As strong as Peter was for his age, it was nothing compared to Hook's constant attacks. Peter was constantly pushed back and back, further and further. Occasionally, Peter would get the power in his strikes to cause Peter to stumble back a little but that was it. Hook would stumble back just a little bit before striking back with an almighty vengeance.
Peter stumbled backwards, further and further until he found himself at the very edge of the blank.
"Peter!" Wendy cried. She tried to run to his aid only to feel the restraints of the crew members holding her in place. She struggled and wriggled and tried to break free, only to be left with the disappointing result of sore arms.
Hook sliced Peter's chest. Peter, at the end of his rope, could do nothing but take the gash on his chest. He held his stomach in pain and watched as the blood oozed onto his own hands. Hook placed his sword underneath Peter's chin, ready to stab him if he needed to.
"Look into Wendy's eyes" Hook whispered. "I want her to watch you take your final breath." Hook stared at the boy with an evil smiled placed on his face. And to his extreme annoyance he found that Peter had a boyish grin placed on his own face as well. Infuriated, Hook slashed at Peter again. Though more blood oozed out and there were more and more trails of blood rolling down Peter's body, the young boy found himself laughing. Then he took a step off the plank and jumped down to his doom.
"Peter!" Wendy cried again. Her eyes began to tear up. Peter had just jumped off the plank. God only knows what lies beneath these waters. In a fit of rage, Wendy found new strength and pushed the crew of her. She freed her arms and crouched to the floor. She picked up her sword and pointed it to the crew.
"Don't any of you take a step closer to me" Wendy said, venom in her voice. One of the crew members laughed, pulled out his own sword and walked towards the young girl. Wendy struck at the man's hand, knocking the sword out of his hand. Wendy then proceeded to stab the crew member in his stomach. The rest of the crew stared in shock. Wendy would have as well, but she was so concerned with Peter that she didn't even know what she was doing.
"I have just lost someone I really care about" Wendy found herself saying. "So unless any of you boys would like to join your friend here, I suggest leaving me alone!" the crew exchanged glances before pulling out their own swords. And just then, everything Peter had taught her came back to her. All the sword fights she had with her brothers, all the games she played, all the joy, returned into her life. She was in Neverland.
Just then, Peter rose up to the sky, laughing and screaming out in joy. He flew around the ship three times, just for the sake of annoying the captain. Wendy turned to face this boy, a new smile place upon her face.
"Why won't you DIE you blasted BOY!" Hook yelled. "Mr Smee! My gun!" Peter swooped down and picked Hook up. "Let me go!" Hook yelled. Peter flew higher and higher and higher. Hook kept yelling and yelling. "Let me go, you intolerable boy! Let me go!"
"Well… if you say so…" Peter said. He let go of Hook. Hook yelled and yelled as he fell to his doom. Just as he was about to hit the floor of his own ship, Peter flew back down and swooped Hook up again. Peter held on to Hook, taunting him as he flew him around the ship.
With his hook hand, Captain Hook bashed Peter on the head. With blood gushing out of Peter's head, he collapsed onto the floor. Peter held on to his head, feeling the warm liquid pour out. Hook kicked the boy several times in the gut and then laughed. He rolled Peter over so he was lying on his back.
"Mr Smee" Hook said more calmly. "My gun." Mr Smee handed his captain his gun. Hook pointed it at Peter Pan, who was still holding on to his head, groaning in pain. Hook smiled as he stared at hi victim.
"Say goodnight, Peter Pan."
And the sound of a gun echoed throughout Neverland.