AN: This chapter was supposed to be a little shorter... Well that obviously didn't happen. Nibs has a mind of their own. Anyway, enjoy the beginning of everyone's slow descent into the clutches of darkness! Also I reworked a few details in the previous chapters to say that in Chapter 8, they only brought Rufio back to the island. Happy reading!

~Luna

Chapter 10: Delivery Boy

I woke up bound, my back against someone else's. I couldn't move much, in addition to have my back tied to the other's, my hands were behind my back and my feet were wrapped together. Thankfully I was still at camp, but no one else was there. I looked over the fire, catching sight of Tink, who was face down on the ground, not moving. What the hell had happened? I began to struggle, trying to see if they had gotten rid of my knife and dagger.

"Wha- Nibs?!" I hear Peter call and sigh in relief. He still doesn't move.

"Peter, oh thank god. What happened? Where are the others?" I ask, pulling my dagger out of the back of my waistband.

"They must have gotten us when we were sleeping. Cowards," he spat. "I got hit with squid ink, should wear off in about a minute."

I sighed, moving the dagger to the side to cut the ropes binding us. Even if Peter could move soon, his magic would be nothing compared to what it was normally. We'd need all the help we could get if we were going to storm the Jolly Roger. And Tink... I refused to believe that she might be dead.

"Plan of attack?" I asked, now working on the bindings around my hands, wincing every time I accidentally nicked myself.

I could feel his fury without even having to look at him. "Rescue Wendy, then the boys," he said. "Kill the pirates."

I gasped as my entire upper body was free and it only took a moment to free my feet. I turned around to work on Peter's. "Don't you think we should get Felix or Rufio first? Plus Wendy is kind of useless, the pirates are probably making her see them pockets," I joked.

Peter glared at me. "I need to deliver her back to London in one piece."

I rolled my eyes, snapping his binds. "Fine. It's not like she's like Tink and can actually- Tink!"

I ran over to my friend, terrified for her life. It was extremely hard to kill fairies, but it wasn't impossible. I turned her over and listened on her chest. Still breathing. I ripped off a length of cloth off the bottom of my shirt and bandaged Tink's head, which seemed to be the worst injury. I stood up, hopefully she'd be alright.

Peter came up behind me. The squid ink must have stopped working, but he was still stiff and moved awkwardly. I grabbed his hand and the two of us took to the sky above the jungle. Neverland stretched out below us, the pirate ship an ugly dot in the natural harbor. We dived down, narrowly missing the rigging. Peter hooked one arm around the edge of the ship and dragged us to the outside where we watched the scene on the deck above.

All of the Lost Boys were tied up around the main mast, with Wendy being led toward the plank. Hook was focussed on her, cajoling the girl to give up the secret of flight and Peter's powers. She was tight-lipped. She knew who was the most dangerous group on the island.

"Lass, he kidnapped you," Hook sounded all sweet, but was threatening the child with a sword. Catch more flies with poisoned honey, I guessed.

Wendy shook her head. "I wanted to go. The shadow just took me to where I wanted to go."

I turned to Peter and saw a mischievous glint in his eyes. This was going to be an all-out battle, I could already tell. And it was going to be either us or the pirates. Peter or Hook this time.

I opened my mouth, but he clamped a hand over it and pointed towards the sails. Nodding, I flew up there, landing on the crow's nest. The pirate on lookout was knocked out easily enough. As a little fun, I took down their colors. Ripping the flag to shreds, I focused on untying the ropes, nearly all the air immediately going out of the sails. I glanced onto the deck where the pirates had pushed Wendy off the plank. I hoped she drowned.

Sadly, I caught sight of Peter grabbing the girl and depositing her in the crow's nest. Damn it.

I floated down the main mast as Peter stood on the other side of the boat, leaning on the rigging. "I must say," I heard him address the crowd. "I'm quite proud, no really. I've never seen a bigger gathering of cowards. You've all outdone yourselves, bravo indeed."

"Pan," Hook snarled. I hurriedly got out my dagger and began working on the ropes holding the boys captive, shushing them when needed.

Peter began to walk along the rigging. "I do say, the biggest coward here isn't a coward at all. He's a cold, slimy codfish."

I giggled at that. And one and a two- the next slash freed all the Lost Boys and I led them to the cabin. The pirates still all had their backs to us as we armed ourselves. Most of the others picked up their confiscated weapons. Although, I picked up a rather nice, jewel encrusted sword.

"What do you say boys?! Shall we gut this codfish?" Peter shouted, dagger in the air. "Let's play!"

We gave out a horrid, feral battle cry, charging the pirates. Slightly had taken up a position by the wheel, shooting arrows into unsuspecting pirates. Tootles would shoot some with his slingshot, and then they would stumble right into a loaded swing from Rufio's bat. Peter, Felix, and I found ourselves back to back, each engaged in battle with a pirate.

"Took you long enough," Felix commented.

I paired the pirate's sword, before running him through. "Oh you know, we had things to do, people to spy on." I kicked the now dead pirate out of the way, immediately clashing swords with another.

"Would have been earlier if Nibs had taken so long with the ropes." Peter huffed.

"Says the one who was covered in squid ink!" I retorted, using a spare moment to land a jab in the pirate's side.

"Less talking, more killing," Felix huffed and we proceeded to do just that.

The battle wasn't very long, it ended when Rufio had locked up the seven pirates still left alive in the brig and we had cornered Hook, Peter lazily threatening the man. He looked terrified and had good reason to be. When you're surrounded by Neverland's deadliest, I believe you have every right to look like a frightened rabbit. It was cute in a comical kind of way.

"What do you have to say for yourself, codfish?" Peter smirked, tracing the outline of Hook's vest with the tip of his sword.

Felix just rolled his eyes. "Finish him off already."

"Be patient," Peter chided. "I'm trying to decide the best way. Stabbing is far too simple."

I grabbed onto Peter's arm. "What if, we kept him as a delivery boy? There's a lot of things we can't carry back from the Enchanted Forest."

"And why would I do that?" Peter drawled and I could already see him getting bored."

"Because he can also give us information that the shadow can't get," I reasoned.

Peter sighed dramatically and stuck the sword in his belt. "Sounds rather boring when you say it, but I suppose you're right." He turned to Hook. "You become our eyes and ears and in exchange I won't kill you. Hell, I'll even help you with your petty revenge. Deal?"

Hook just glared. Peter laughed and crouched down, dagger pointed at the captain' snare neck. "Did I also mention you can't leave the island unless I say so?"

Hook seemed to be warring with himself before nodding. "Aye, I accept."

Peter smirked and got back up, walking away with Felix. He gave a wave to the captain before flying up to rescue Wendy from the rigging she had gotten caught in. Useless girl.

I turned to Hook. "You owe me," I whisper. "I didn't just do this out of the goodness of my heart. You're my ticket to saving Peter."

"And why would you want to do that?" He said.

"Nibs!" I heard Peter shout. "What's taking so long? Lights out!"

Sighing, I grab a thick piece piece of railing that had come loose in the fighting. I swung it at Hook's head, the man goes limp. "Night-night Captain."

I join the others on the deck of the ship, everyone breathing heavy but smiling. Wendy had her arms thrown around Peter and was hanging on him like a lovesick maid. I just shook my head, but was lifted up onto Rufio's shoulders as Peter was taken out of Wendy's grasp and lifted onto Felix's. The two paraded us around, hailing us as the heroes of Neverland. And for a minute, I believed them. That we hadn't just killed twelve people, that it was like the old days where Peter and I had just arrived in Neverland with the promise of eternal childhood spread out before us.