Chapter 2: Wise old Solomon

Peter wondered around the forest he saw many children of different ages all running and playing, Peter should have been happy to be around so many children but something was striking him as being off.

"Peter wait" said Solomon from behind him

"I don't know how you know me bird, but I don't know you"

"Yes you do, we use to be friends, don't you remember"

"Who are you again?" Peter asked

"Solomon, my name is Solomon; I watch over this place and often bring the souls of dead child here"

"All of these are dead children" Peter asked

"No not all of them, some of them are, but many of them actually lived full lives and died of old age, but their souls were the happiest when they were younger so they come here to spend their afterlives as children."

"So some of them look like children but are really grown ups?" Peter asked

"Well they are all children, but yes many of them did grow up and are at full peace here getting to live there afterlives what they truly were at heart."

"So if you are the one watching over this place?" Peter asked "how could you have known me?"

"I wasn't always here Peter, I use to be alive and when I was alive I knew you, we were friends in Kensingten Gardens"

"How did you know about Kensingten Gardens?" Peter asked

"I don't remember you being this dimwitted" Solomon told him

"How am I dimwitted?" Peter asked him

"I just told you that I knew you in Kensingten Gardens and then you ask me how I knew about Kensingten Gardens"

Peter looked around "What am I doing here?" Peter asked

"Well that is easy, you have died" Solomon told him

"So those Indians got me" Peter said, and then he looked around and smiled

"So I was right, to die would be an awfully big adventure" Peter said with his hands on his hips

"What Indians?" Solomon asked him

"The Indians, I was bored and I wanted a new adventure so I decided to renew hostiles with the Indians, I ruined one of there ceremonies" Peter said looking proud of himself

"You did this on purpose?" Solomon asked him

"Yes, of course I did, I was bored and wanted new adventures so I gave myself one, I had lots of fun teasing those Indians" Peter said

"And those Indians just killed you, Peter what is wrong with you, this is not like you" Solomon told him

"I don't know you" Peter told him annoyed

"Yes you do" Solomon replied back just as annoyed "where have you been all this time?"

"Neverland" Peter told him

"So you did go to Neverland, I really wasn't sure if those stories I heard were real or not, but you were there, I could only imagine what that place did to you"

"It gave me my dream, I got to always be a boy and have fun" Peter said with a smile

"Your dream, well if that were true your soul wouldn't be restless" Solomon told him

"What are you talking about?" Peter asked

"Your soul, its not at peace, I can see it, I don't think this is where you are suppose to be, something is not right, and you have to figure out what"

"I feel fine" Peter protested

"But you are not, especially if you can remember in such detail how you died, you are still clinging on to your life, you haven't truly expected that you are dead yet, something is missing for your soul to truly be at rest and you have been bought here, perhaps this is where you can find the answer."

"And how am to do that" Peter asked bitterly

"I don't know, but I am going to help, I am wise, old Solomon"

"I don't need help from someone old, I don't need any help" Peter protested, and then he stormed off

Solomon would have followed him but by this time he thought that trying to argue with Peter would be pointless, Solomon had no idea what had happened in Neverland, but if was going to help his old friend he had to find out. He started to think he had known about the fact that Peter had been barred out by his parents when he was still living in the gardens but he knew nothing of Neverland or what had occurred there.

Solomon then remembered that there was a storyteller who had told a story about Peter Pan, Solomon really didn't make much of it he had known that people knew Peter outside the gardens and who knew what stories someone could make up about someone else. Not to mention this Captain Hook, that didn't sound like the Peter he knew at all, but after meeting Peter again, he started to think that maybe that girl really did know Peter and if it was in Neverland, then maybe she could help.

"What was her name again?" Solomon thought "Wendy that was it," he flew off searching for Wendy and it wasn't hard to find her, she was where she usually was with a large crowd of children around her telling them all a story.

Wendy had been pretty useful since she came here after dying happily of old age, but she had always been a child at heart as did her two brothers. She would always entertain the children, especially those who had died as children with stories about Cinderella who fought pirates to get back her glass slipper, along with other such stories such as Snow White and Sleeping Beauty and of course her infamous one about Peter Pan.

"And they all lived happily every after, the end" Wendy said, all the children clapped, they then all went to go and play, meanwhile Wendy and her brothers all started playing Cinderella and the pirates, just then Solomon flew over head.

"Having fun?" he asked them, they all looked at him as he made himself comfortable on a tree

"You are that bird Solomon, you watch over this place" Michael said

"Glad to see someone knows me" Solomon replied "I just met an old friend and he doesn't even recognize me"

"How very dreadful" Wendy said

"Well I was hoping you could help me actually, I am not sure that this friend should be here, at least not yet, and you seem to have known him long after I did" Solomon said

"Why do you think we know him?" asked John

"Because your sister tells a story about him, his name is Peter Pan"

To be continued