Chapter 16
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Mr. Icebox
I remember the day I ransacked that place. No one had been there but the bird. I wasn't sure were her family was and I didn't really care. I was much younger than and all I cared about was the beautiful girl that I was about to capture.
She had been lying in her room looking at a drawing that she probably had created. It was a picture of a young man with bronzish hair and an easy smile. He had a green little cap on his head with a little fairy thing sitting on his shoulder.
She was so into this picture that she didn't hear me creep up and pounce on her. As I expected she tried to fight me off. What I hadn't expected was her biting my wrist like a rabid dog. Out of shock, I threw her across the room. I looked over my bruised hand and then turned to look how she was doing. She looked to be concentrating really hard. Even today I don't believe what I saw: She got this really happy smile on her face and all of a sudden she started floating in the air. I ran over to her and pulled her down. Her eyes opened and the smile disappeared and she was suddenly falling. She had looked so heart-broken and after that it wasn't so hard to grab her and get her to my small store at the time.
I heard someone knock on my cabin door.
"Come in." I said in a loud commanding voice.
The door opened and one of the more seasoned crew members came in.
"The young man and girl are still sedated and are in the brig."
"That's fine." I replied one side of my mouth curling at the idea of that bird in a cage again.
Peter's POV
My eyes opened to my surrounding's. I was in a very dark room. It was probably the brig; I recognized it from all those adventures with Hook. My hands and feet were tied and I felt kind of drowsy.
I felt something soft and warm beside me on the cold ground. I turned on my side to see Wendy. She was staring at me with such a sad look it broke my heart.
"Peter, what are we going to do?" she whispered.
"I don't know." I replied. "But Wendy, after all these years… can you do one thing for me?"
She nodded as best as she could on the floor.
"Think happy thoughts."
Her eyes lit up and she smiled.
No One's POV
In every world something governs it. All in all, one governs them all, but there are the beings that also govern small areas. Whether they are good or evil, there are two forces. Many wonder if Neverland is actually a real place. All in all one must decide that for themselves. But there are those who have known nothing but Neverland. And these beings are the stars that have lowered themselves to mortal little bodies. They are better known as fairies.
One of these fairies, named Tinkerbell sat shivering in a little glass cage. She had promised that she would never again let a mortal evil man get the better of her. Yet here she sat in Mr. Icebox's cold storage room, cursing herself. She knew Peter was also here on the ship. She had felt his presence when he was about 7 yards from it. She also knew Wendy was with him, yet she didn't mind. She had actually missed the girl. She knew how much Peter had been in love with her.
This time it didn't look likely that Peter would be able to rescue her. Yet how could she escape. Her fairy dust had little power here. None of her fairy powers amounted to anything here in this glass cage. She was so small and powerless, oh it was hopeless.
Tinkerbell sat there for a while wallowing in self pity. She was given the time, for she needed to grieve. Soon she began to feel something. Something at the core of her being:
Happy thoughts.
I hope you enjoyed it. Enjoy your summer everyone!
Jane Wen