Chapter 15
Yes I am sorry for not updating in heaven knows how long. It was rude, it was laziness, it was a lot of things but I'm sorry. Yet here's the next chapter and here's a recap.
Peter Pan returns to England to visit his friend Wendy and the Darling family. Peter looks different. He has grown up and looks to be a boy around the age of 17.
Peter is shocked to find England much different then how he had left it. It is no longer the 20th century but the 21st(this story is based of the Disney version of Peter Pan). Through all the shock he reaches the Darling's household that has been ransacked with no one there. He finds a note that leads him off in search for Wendy.
Peter is now in the warehouse that the note had implied Wendy would be here. He finds her 'frozen' in a tank that's an exhibition of people and things of the 20th century. Peter returns later in the night and rescues Wendy from the warehouse. Wendy is shocked to see Peter but she knows her captor the Iceman will not be far behind.
Wendy is shocked but not surprised that her family is gone. She finds it very difficult to situate herself back into this new lifestyle of men be able to see so much of a lady.
Peter and Wendy share a kiss, though not their first it different from the one they shared as children.
Many things transpire and Wendy and Peter find themselves going to Neverland because of note Michael had left before they were threatened. It explained that they might be in Neverland.
Now Peter and Wendy are back in Neverland only to find that Mr. Icebox (Wendy's captor) has now taken the place of the dead Hook, as tyrant of the land. Yet for Peter the main point for him is that they have Tink. We left off with Mr. Icebox happening on Wendy and Peter:
Wendy's POV
I couldn't believe it! As soon as the boys ran to Peter, I ran to my family. We were all hugging and kissing, and everything just felt so right! Michael and John defiantly had changed. They were all trying to ask me what had happened to me and they were all concerned, when I heard some of Slightly and Peter's conversation.
"Slightly!" Pete called. "Where's Tink?"
I turned to look at the now silent crowd.
"They've got her Pete." Slightly said.
"What do you mean? You and I both know Hook's been gone for ages!"
"Pete. It's not Hook." He sighed. "It's Mr. Icebox."
Images flashed in my mind and I tried to control my breathing.
His hand on my neck.
Injecting the freezer into my blood.
Waking in the factory to his face.
Screaming as he touched me as no girl should be touched.
He was here.
I screamed and tried to run out of the tree house. I made it outside and fell on my side shaking and trying to control my gasps.
I felt the tears on my cheeks and realized I was sobbing. Two arms wrapped around me and I closed my eyes not wanting to look at Peter right now.
"Wendy?" His voice cracked with concern.
I couldn't answer as the sobs consumed me. He gathered me tighter in his arms as I cried.
"Wendy." He murmered into my hair. "He will never hurt-" He was cut off as his head sank listlessly into my shoulder.
I looked above his head and saw him,
Mr. Icebox.
"Don't make promises you can't keep."
And now:
Mr. Icebox POV
"Well hello Wendy!" I smile at the little bird. "Have you missed me?"
She backs away in evident fright trying to drag her little lover boy with her.
"Please just leave me alone!" She shrieks her wide eyes wider than ever.
"Really and truly Wendy I don't see why I should! Don't you see how much trouble you've caused me? I mean coming to a place almost completely remote to man and me having to find a way to get here." I twirl my finger through my graying black hair. "But it's not without reward I guess. I get to see you dragged off unconscious."
She doesn't get a chance to give me a questioning look when she's shot quickly and quietly as well.
Some of the men come out tie the teen's hands and feet and start pulling them off to a canoe we have waiting.
I look to the sky and grimace.
"God I think it's time I had my way around here now. Thank you!" I salute the sky as the thunder roars.
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Jane Wen