Chapter 5:

(OMG, I'm so sorry I haven't updated! I feel so bad! I'm a horrible updater and author! Just kill me now! I pray that you forgive me! Please! *Sobs loudly* I hope that you can only forgive me! AH!)

PPOV

I heard the familiar tinkle from behind me. I spun around.

"TINK!" I yelled and ran to hug her tiny figure. Then she started to laugh. All the lost kids ran in and swarmed around us.

"Tink, where did you go?" I asked, after all the children had gotten their hug and dash of pixie dust.

"Sorry Peter, I had to go live in Pixie Hollow. You know how it is," she answered in the string of pure bells. I laughed and nodded as I quickly tried to erase the trails of tears left on my face. I hadn't even cried when Wendy left, what was going on?

"Peter, I have some bad news. Annabelle has currently been captured by the pirates, most likely James." I clenched my teeth, that son of a dog.

"What do I have to do?" I growled Tink looked at me with sad eyes.

"Peter, I- we don't think there's anything you can do. We don't even know if she's alive. She could've been murdered out of revenge for you, or, because James' was ticked off. I'm sorry, we've done everything we can, we have fairies posted everywhere, but there's been no sign of her. I'm sorry." I howled, and then spun around to see 10 wide eyes staring at me. I quickly smiled nervously, trying to cover up what just happened.

"Peter, are you okay?" asked the boy named Goober. I smiled gently, something I'd learned from Annabelle.

"Yeah Goober, everything's fine, go on and play, see if you can find the Never bird's new nesting place, then report back to me." They all smiled energetically and nodded, climbing over each other trying to get outside to see who could find the poor bird first. I smiled gently and looked at the kids that Annabelle helped raise.

"You really love her, don't you Peter?" I smiled a watery grin and I turned around.

"Yes Tink, yes I do. More than I ever thought I could, more, than Wendy." I whispered timidly, Tink smiled.

"I'm glad that you've moved on, and I'm going to do everything in my power to make sure you don't have to do that again." I looked up at the golden fairy, and relief flowed through me.

"Thanks Tink, now, let's go get us some pirates."

APOV

I was being held captive by the pirates, again. This totally stunk. But instead of my normal room, I was being held in a smaller cabin. It had one hammock, that was supposedly mine, but it seemed to be used. I'd spent most of my time looking around the room, and I'd found:

1) A moldy piece of bread

2) A pack of baby rats

3) A pair of black boxers

4) And something you don't even want to know about.

It seemed to me, that somebody lived here, and I was in their cabin. I walked over to hammock, and there, on the bed, was a beautiful white dress. And all I had was a dirty tee-shirt and shorts. They were stained with dirt, blood, and some unrecognizable substance that I didn't even want to know what it was. I quickly looked around and made sure that nobody was here. I shed my dirty outfit and pulled on the dress.

"It's so pretty," I whispered to myself. The dress was like one of those Roman Togas, made for models. It only had one shoulder strap, and that was the only thing that was holding the dress. It was a milky white and it was like a mini, mini dress. Currently my hair came around the small of my back, but I had braided it, so now, I looked like a skimpy Roman. I sighed, this was all I had, and I continued to explore the room.

"You know, you look gorgeous." Whispered a chilling voice in my ear, there was a calloused hand stroking my bare skin. I felt my fine hairs stick up in alarm. I swallowed slowly and prayed that it wasn't who I thought it was.

"James?" I asked, my voice cracking with fear.

I cringed as I felt the warm, stinky breath caress my bare neck. "Yes," I felt the warm tears steam up in my eyes. But I held my head high and thought to myself 'You must be strong, for yourself, for your kids, for Peter.' I blinked the tears away.

"James, please let go. I don't want anything to do with you, or your touch." I said bravely, brushing his hand off my shoulder. I hand to stand my ground.

"Feisty, I like it." I took a deep breath and spun around, slugging him in the nose.

"You little ------" I took no time to turn around. I knocked the door down and slammed it in James' face. I ran down the halls, ignoring the stares I received from the half-asleep crew.

"Get her!" yelled James, and then I had the entire crew chasing me. I ran onto the main deck, I almost tripped when I had to jump over a drunken sailor. I sprinted up the stairs and flew off into the air.

"FIRE!" Screamed James, and then the air was filled with the whizzing of arrows and swords, and then the boom of a cannon. Then I felt the sting of an arrow as it entered my arm.

"Just keep flying, just keep flying, because you know what will happen if you stop." I sang to myself as I yanked out the arrow. I gasped in horror from the pain. But I'd felt worse. And then one of the arrows hit me in the leg, something I wasn't prepared for.

"Maida! Maida! I'm going down!" I screamed as I lost altitude. The air stung my skin as I fell through the sky. I felt the water shatter as I hit it, using up the last of my strength, courage, and hope. And then, blackness surrounded me as I floated towards my death.

Author's Note: I'm so sorry that I haven't updated in so long. I have no excuse but pure laziness and testing, so I hope that you can forgive me. I've been working on this chapter for awhile now, and I just finished it. And I attempted to make it longer than usual to make it up to you. I hope it worked… I really hope it did. Thanks for all the lovely reviews, they made me feel loved, and my writing cherished.

And I was wondering, how old do you think I am? Just a question, the answer won't be reveled, but I was wondering. Oh, and I'm over 12, so yeah. You don't have to answer this, just a fun little thing for me to see.

Please review, no flames, and I hope you enjoyed the long awaited chapter! Ella Out! :D