Hello Everyone, thank you for the reviews and likes. Here is chapter 3, this chapter was so long I had to divide it into two. Here is part one. Thus far JO has left Katniss behind and is on her way back to the island and to face the New Pan, Gale. Let's just say this is when the adventure begins.
I hope you like it and let me know what you think. I've never written anything like this before and I very excited. So please let me know what you think, un beta'd so all mistakes are mine.
PS. I don't own the HG...
Jo did not fly, home, straight away. She flew around aimlessly until she found a private park on another side of the world far away from Scotland and Katniss. She sat on the painted black spike of the gate. As the sun rose around her she quietly reflected on what happened. It was a new day, one of beginnings for, Katniss, for that boy Peeta, for Gale and for her.
It was hard for Jo to see and accept the changes.
Katniss was more than just the Pan. Katniss was her friend, like a little sister and colleague of mischief. She recalled the little face that peered up at her when Katniss washed up on the shores of the island. Her family drowned as they tied to sail the skies in an attempt to escape the harsh weather that was battering the small pacific island, Katniss was originally from. It was a miracle Katniss survived.
Jo had watched Katniss grow up over a very long time. Katniss had been the single reason behind her survival when she found her on the shores of Never Land. Katniss's warmth, love, kindness, and compassion were so great it still lingered within her today. She was a miracle, and Jo wanted nothing more than for Katniss to be happy.
Jo rubbed her face. A small bird flew and perched itself next to her.
It chirped next to her, "Tweet."
"Ugh she hasn't been happy for a long time." Jo spoke looking at the little bird.
"Tweet," it chirped again.
"I know he makes her happy, and that's better than having another thousand adventures." Jo said the little bird nodded then flew away.
Katniss looked resplendent when she reunited with Peeta. Jo had never seen her look so at peace. Humans were a very interesting species. There life was not an easy one, birth was not easy, growing up was painful but they continued on. Katniss who did not want to grow up changed dramatically because of another human. Despite what she saw, Jo did not understand the need Katniss had to be with that boy.
"Why did you want to grow up?" Jo spoke to the wind, but it blew back softly as if trying to console her.
It was clear she was in denial for a long time about what was going on with Katniss, Jo did not want to admit, her friend, was growing up before her eyes. Jo wiped her eyes; the time finally came for Katniss to leave the Never Shores. Lifting her wings she took off.
Jo felt numb as she flew by herself. It struck Jo how quiet the flight back was as she headed toward the Second Star. Jo hadn't been alone in nearly millennia. She did not want to return to the club house just yet. She did not think she could see the Lost Boy's faces after she left Katniss on the main land with that human Peeta Mellark.
The thought of Peeta made Jo fly through the clouds recklessly. She sped as quickly as she could until she became tired and rested on a cloud. For a long while she sat watching the waves gently travel to the shores of the familiar island. Below the clouds, sitting on the dancing waters like a predator waiting for its prey, Snow's Ship, the Skulls Majesty.
The dark brown stain of the wooden ship was like a blip on the perfect blue surface of the water. If Katniss were here they would have descended to play some trick on the white haired Captain.
Jo sighed; sadness filled her heart as recalled the good times. She wiped her face. Never did she think Katniss would follow the human path. Jo remembered the last time she felt like this. It was the day she was expelled from the Fairy Guild. Jo could still remember the way that day felt. The angry murmurings as she stood in the round circle.
The sea of angry scared faces that accused her of things that was beyond her control. Jo was not the perfect fairy, she knew she was below standard, but things had gotten out of hand. The voice of her accuser called her to attention.
"Jo!"
Jo stood proudly jutting her chin as she stood in the center of the convocation. All of her kind sat around her. She had nothing to hide.
"You are hear accused of unorderly conduct becoming a Fairy."
Jo did not speak she silently looked forward.
All of her life Jo tried to fit in with her own kind. However no matter how hard she tried she could not blend in with the others. She was not creative. She was not good with animals. Nothing ever grew when she planted it. Jo became frustrated when she failed and in her frustration she spat and jumped around, this behavior is how she got her reputation.
As a young Fairy she tried to make friends, but they shut her out. Preferring to whisper about her until one day the rumors out grew her actual personality.
"What do you have to say?"
"What is there to say Grand Council Gala, I have nothing to offer nothing I can say to change your mind."
There was silence as they watched her hold back tears.
In the history of the Guild only one other had been removed because of her cruelty. No one spoke of Cashmere. She was reported be the most beautiful. With long luminous blond hair, delicate elfin like features, and skin that radiated like the sun. Yet she was evil and the Guild expelled her. It was said that within the year because no one believed in her, her light became extinguished.
Jo knew this would happen to her.
She could stop existing.
The Guild was the safety net for all of their kind. It ensured a long lasting life until the day that one's light stopped shining. It was a special event when one of the elders left to a life in the beyond. They slowly vanished, the seeds of their life slowly disbursed like the helicopter petals of a Dandelion.
What happened to Cashmere was an explosion into nothingness.
Jo was afraid she was going to die in the same manner.
The Guild looked amongst them-selves. They could see she was scared but did not admit it. That perhaps they were being harsh, simply because they did not know where Jo fit in.
Gala looked around "Does anyone have any defense for Jo."
The murmur was not soft it was loud and accusatory in form.
"Defense her anger caused our plants to die," a fairy cried from within the crowd.
Another stood and shouted, "She does not know how to take criticism."
"The animals are scared of her!"
Then slowly more and more accusatory shouts and hisses were hurled at Jo. Until it was clear Jo would never be accepted by the Fairy Guild. She was to be outcast and die.
Gala did not look Jo in the eyes, Jo did she bravely kept her eyes trained on the woman who led them. "Guards escort Jo from the Guild."
Jo did not need the escort she silently left of her own free will. It was as traveled did she happen upon the dark green beauty of Never Shores. Jo stayed here for weeks waiting for the moment for when her life eviscerated. The island was flushed with vegetation and Never Beasts that cold harm even the littlest of inhabitants. It was indeed a land fraught with danger, but here is where Katniss small body washed up on shore.
At first thought she was dead, until she opened her silvery eyes and Joe could feel the impact of her belief like a thousand watt bulb.
Katniss had no memory of her former life, or how she ended up on the shores, even though Jo knew, and eventually she told the story to Katniss. But that day when Katniss discovered her origin is when adventure began. Jo had finally felt she fulfilled her life story. Now Katniss was gone, and Jo felt alone. But she had been here before and she could and would survive. Squaring her shoulders she lifted herself up and flew toward her home.
She found Gale sitting down on the stump just outside the tree.
"Gale, what are you doing up."
"Waiting for you," Gale leaned his head back. "Did she?" He looked to Jo, swallowing, "Is she okay?"
"I left her in Seagate, Scotland where Peeta lives."
Silence stretched before them each one in their midst of their private thoughts. The sounds of the island bloomed filling in the quietness of the Fairy and its new Pan.
Gale shook his head it was no secret he still did not agree with Katniss's decision to leave. He took out the sword and looked at it carefully.
"She was happy," Jo sat on his shoulder. Gale was not someone who sat around doing nothing. He was always planning always thinking. "What are you really doing up Gale?"
"Jo, we have to let Snow know about the next Pan. I saw we play war." Gale was serious though he had a roguish look on his face.
Normallv y Johanna would be all about getting into a fight with Captain Snow. Yet Gale was new to being the face of the lost boys. He did not know how to be a leader, he was good at strategizing but it took more than just that to lead. He had the makings but he had to start small.
"Gale maybe we should start with a simpler game than war." Jo warned.
"Jo, I need to let Snow know I am the pan."
"Start small Gale."
"No, why should I play by Katniss rules. I'm the Pan, I want to play war, make a statement, let Captain Snow know there is a new Pan in town. We've stopped playing these childish games, they won't anymore." Gale howled as he stood up. Jo flew up and sat on a branch.
Gale paced the ground his hands behind his back. The sword Katniss entrusted him by his side. "For a long time we have done as Katniss said. The games were fun, but they are not me. I want to have the excitement. This war will let old Captain Snow that there's a new Pan on Never Island."
Jo shook her head. "Listen to me kid, you may have the sword but that doesn't mean you're ready to be the Pan. You're fiends with the Lost Boys but you've never been their leader"
Gale's silver eyes glinted dangerously. He wanted to be taken seriously. "I'm the Pan now and we do what I say. I say we play WAR!"
Jo snickered, "Some Pan."
She followed behind Gale. She had a gut feeling this was not going to end well. Gale stood in middle of the tree house.
"Lost Boys assemble!" Gale barked out the order.
Reluctantly the boys crept out of their beds. Their hair was all askew the younger ones rubbed their sleepy eyes. They were still a little sad that both Katniss and Finn left them for the main land. It was strange to think of Katniss as a girl, instead of their leader the Pan.
"I know you miss, Katniss as the Pan but she's gone and I'm the new Pan."
The older boys, Thom, Boggs and Thresh gazed at Gale trying to comprehend. Bristol, the twins Castor and Pollux and Mitchell who was only three, but always carried with him marbles and had a deadly accuracy with his sling shot gazed at Gale with wide eyed innocence. No one had ever seen this side to Gale.
Gale grinned, "I say we play war!"
Thom frowned, his insecurity about Gale's plans it showed on his face. "Uh Gale, we played that once and it was bad. We all agreed never to play it again."
"Yeah Gale, it wasn't fun after a while Captain Snow took it too far. He doesn't know how to play nicely." Boggs warned.
"When we play war there are no nice rules to abide by. Besides, it'll be a grand adventure." Gale persuaded.
Jo jumped up and went around the room stating looking at each of the kids in the face. "Guys, guys you can follow Gale if you want. If you don't there's no harm no foul. That was the way Katniss did things."
"Jo's right that was the way Katniss did things. But Katniss isn't Pan any more, she left us, chose to go to him. I am the Pan and I say we show Snow we Lost Boys don't need her to win and have fun."
One by one the boys gave in to Gale's argument. Jo shook so hard her fairy wings shook violently. She flew to Gale, pointed her finger to his nose; she shined brightly in great disgust. "You can do this on your own."
