AN: Woo! It's update time! I promise you that blood will be shed in this chapter, but the initial fight will happen next chapter and actually, no Nibs POV this chapter either. Anyways thank you to everyone who favorited, followed, and reviewed! As always, let me know what you think in a review! Happy reading!

~Luna

Chapter 20: The Coming Storm

Wrong. Peter had already flown about the island three times and could not see Nibs or even pick up their life force. He would have felt it of they died, their life was just as entertained with Neverland as his. But now instead of them there was just a glaring emptiness and uncertainty. Which only meant that they were not on the island. Which was wrong.

They left you.

Not here, not caring.

Ran off with Hook, they deserve someone that can give them a life.

"Shut it," Peter growled. Logically, he knew that the voices were only in his head, but now was not the time for logic.

Neverland had grown darker. On his search for his Lost Boy he had discovered several new, grotesque hybrids of animals living on the island. He used to joke that while he infused the island with darkness, Nibs had created the light. They were the reason this was originally a safe haven for children in their dreams. He never realized how true that was. Did he feel any guilt? Not really, Nibs was his top priority, everything- even the safety of the island- was second.

Peter couldn't find them. After four hours of looking there was absolutely nothing. He changed the sky to night and then descended into the camp. All of the boys froze, staring at their leader with bated breath. No one moved a muscle. Fear kept them in line, in their places. It wasn't until Felix moved to grab his club that the other boys finally understood what was happening. A raid on the last threat. Death to the pirates, with the rescuing of one of their own.

Peter didn't even need to rally them, the prospect of finally deaf eating the pirates was like a drug to them. The entire camp was filled with shouts and the clang of metal as the Lost Boys made to arm themselves. Their conversations ranged from hushed to shouts. The air was charged with an electricity, one that made Peter smile. This would be a night to go down in fireside tales for hundreds of years. Rufio and Felix placed themselves close to Peter, the former leaning on his bat.

"What's the plan?" He asked, not really paying attention to the clamor around them.

Peter didn't even have to think about it. "We board, we kill, we conquer."

Felix nodded. "And Hook?"

"Save him for me, he took something very important of mine," Peter walked to the center of the camp, standing up in a log. Immediately the boys hushed. Peter grinned, he lived for this kind of reaction, for ones that acknowledged him as the supreme leader.

"The Pirates think they can take whatever they want," the boys hissed as Peter began to rile up the masses. "And we let them, as long as they abide by our rules." Shouts of agreement. "But when they take something of ours, something important to us, we declare war."

The boys shouted some more, only to be quieted by Peter's outstretched hand. "Calling it a war would be generous. No, it will be a massacre, one for the ages! One that will have its affects in all realms! Now boys, let's play!"

The Lost Boys erupted into chaos, letting loose a cry that could be heard throughout the entire island. Peter stood there, basking in the murderous rage he had given the boys. He knew this was a rage that could only be sated by bloodshed. And bloodshed they would have.

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Baelfire ran to the side of the boat as he heard the yelling of the Lost Boys. He couldn't see anything, but the cry was terrifying. He had spent enough nights hiding from them to know that this wasn't a celebration, this was a war cry. And he knew exactly who were going to be the unfortunate victims.

Glancing to the side, he checked on Nibs. The sack over their head had been traded for a blindfold, but in return their feet had been bound. That didn't stop the blond from trying to kick at anyone that passed by, even if that person was the Dark One.

Baelfire shook his head. Hook had something terrible planned for his father, but still the two had decided to band together to take out the biggest threat to the both of them. Apparently Rumple had gone to a Seer that had told him that Pan was to be the next Dark One. Bae snorted. Of course, his father want even concerned with seeing his son again, just to get rid of the next threat to his power. He glanced in disgust at his father and Hook, who were trying to come up with a battle plan that outdid the other's.

Another battle cry was shouted from the forest, closer this time. An answering cry came from the ship, to which Bae found that Nibs had loosened their gag and the piece of cloth was hanging limply around their neck. Three pirates rushed to shut them up, one going as far to punch the teen in the stomach. Nibs spit up blood, but still continued to answer the shouts, several teeth now a bright red.

"You're all going to die," they giggled and Bae was certain they'd nearly lost it. "Lost Boys take care of one another, and you picked the wrong one to mess with. Peter's going to gut you like the codfishes you are."

This was followed by more giggles and another punch to the stomach, when a pirate had finally gotten their gag back in place. Bae grimaced, but slowly made his way to the brig to commandeer some supplies. He needed to get out now, before the impending bloodbath.