Peter.
It was the name she kept repeating in her head.
The name of the person she was leaving behind.
As she took her last glimpse of him Luna saw the despair in his eyes.
The warm brown had turned cold and unmoving.
As she disappeared in a mixture of pixie dust she saw the one thing Neverland had yet to see.
The boy that never grows up, had lost his will to live.
Peter Pan had fallen.
Luna could not recall how she had return alive, all she knew was that she could not stop walking as hurt and bruised as she was. Silver Bell had brought her back to her home near the woods were she had been kissed by Alexis and had also found the pocket watch. Her head was full of thoughts and she didn't know which one to pick and analyze first. Luna was too tired of everything, but most of all the pain in her heart had her in constant tears.
Her last sight of Peter had destroyed her. It was not for the first time she had known that even against her wishes parting with Peter would be difficult. But she never thought she would lose him the way she did. Her chest hurt, breathing was difficult and she was disoriented. Luna was not sure what she was going back to, it was an empty home were even the one person she thought she knew best was a total stranger.
Luna felt her energy leave her as she fell on the November grass. Her eyes felt hazy, she was drifting away and yet with all the strength she could muster she held Peter's pocket watch in her hand as if it were her own heart. She wanted to remember, wanted to know what had happened in the past with Alexander, with Peter, with her brother. She should recall it and yet something was stopping her and she was starting to think it was her own fear.
Silence greeted her as darkness slowly covered her. She tried her best, but she knew that no matter how hard she tried calling Peter would never appear. Yet she felt the cold around her as it started to snow and sleep claim her.
A voice called her name,it was asking something of her but she had no strength to answer.
It sounded like a young boy, the voice felt familiar from a very far away dream.
"Luna you want to try?"
"I can't do that."
"Don't worry. I'll be right next to you so you will never fall."
"You promise?"
"Yes, if something happens then I'll take the fall for you."
Luna's heart ached, of course she would recognize the voice, it had been Peter's, a much younger Peter. But until now she had never had that memory so she started to wonder if something was causing it to return to her.
"Just believe Luna."
Luna opened her eyes in shock, her heart drumming in her chest, she felt sick and scared. It had been Alexander's voice, a young Alexis. Now it seemed her brain was playing tricks, she was not even 100 % sure she had even met Peter in the past let alone Alexis who she hated with a special passion.
Luna suddenly noticed she was not in the forest nor her house, moving a little she saw it was in an unknown room and she was not alone. Green eyes stared at her with no emotion to read on them.
"I'm glad you finally woke up." – Luna took a moment to take in her visitor, she was a tall girl with dark green eyes, and she looked like the serious 'down to business' type. She was wearing a sleeveless shirt with jeans and high boots, her hair was completely hidden under her hat. – "Aren't you going to talk?"
Luna remained silent; she had no wish to talk about anything especially to a stranger.
"I get you feel like shit, but this isn't the moment to let your guard down or go into depression, Luna." – The girl's voice was rough, but Luna still would not talk back. She started thinking that that was the part where she would usually answer with sarcasm or just bitch back at the person. But that part of Luna was gone.
"You really lost your shit."
"Leave me alone, just please leave me alone."
"You've been out for almost a day, Luna."
"Don't care," – she would not even look at the girl as she got up to walk away.
"He is not dead," – Luna gave no respond, but listened carefully. – "You heard me? Peter is not dead yet." – The girl threw her something, making Luna's eyes open wide. – "You can save him. You can bring him back, so get up and build your courage."
Luna held the knife Peter had given her close to waited after the girl had left, her hand shaking. She threw away the bed sheets and stood up. She looked around, finding some change of clothes she took them and moved to the window not caring about how she was getting down, but she was possessed by a rush of emotions.
Once she had gotten on the ground safe she looked around trying to think were she was. She was near the street where she lived and that got her a little confused. What had happen while she was out of it? She then remembered she had been with Silver Bell when she had separated from Peter. Hoping for the better she ran to her house seeking clues in any way.
For a place she had lived in most of her life her house felt as empty as her heart. She had walked to her room just to lie on her bed holding the copy of the Peter Pan book Peter had given her, those days seemed far away, like a very old dream. She held the book close to her hugging it as tears started to fall.
"I'm Peter, Peter Pan."
Luna got up slowly from the bed as something stirred in her heart and head. There had been something about Peter ever since he told her who he was. She took the pocket watch and stared at it as if the frozen item would actually move on her will.
"Frozen," – Luna whispered taking in the true meaning of it. – "Who was the one frozen, who's heart was never at reach? Was it a symbol of us after all?"
"Guess you finally got the point of all this, well somewhat."
Luna jumped, dropping the book; she got up as she saw the girl who had found her in the woods.
"How did you…
"Find you? Well it was not that hard to think where you were going. Also it is the only place where you could go." – The girl looked around the room then laid her eyes back to Luna. –"This place is not safe, we should leave."
"Who died and made you the boss?" – The girl let an eyebrow up in surprise at Luna's remark, but it was Luna the one most surprised, she had said it without even thinking about it.
"Someone seems to have gotten her spirit back," – the girl smiled. – "Good, you'll need it."
"For what?"
"Don't you want to save Peter?"
"How do you know who I am? Better yet, how the hell do you know about what happened?"
"You don't remember me, Luna?"
"Should I?"
"I guess it was long ago and you did get your memories locked away," – the girl murmured more to herself than to Luna.
"What do you mean my memories were locked?" – Luna all but yelled at her. – "It was Alexis, wasn't it?!"
"That was your dear brother's doing actually," – at the girl's reply Luna stood silently confused. – "Don't act so shocked, honey, your brother has been playing you since day one of the accident."
"Where's your proof?"
"I understand why you would think Alexis had something to do with turning your brother against you and Peter, but it was the other way around actually," – the girl walked around the room feeling the silence as a way to continue. – "Benedict hates Peter just for the simple reason that because of his meddling in this world you almost died and caused a rupture in the family."
"Alexander…
"Alexis'sproblem with Peter is about betrayal."
"Why do you call him Alexis? Everyone just seemed to call him Alexander you talk about him as if you knew him well," – Luna took out Peter's knife, she was getting a bad vibe about the girl.
"Cindy was not kidding about your keen sense."
"You know Cindilu?" – Luna asked surprised.
"Of course I know her; I'm the one that send her to Alexis in the first place."
"You're a Pirate!" – Luna yelled with hate.
"Maybe."
"Stop playing games, you fiend, and tell me the truth! Who the hell are you?"
The girl took away her hat letting down her long flaming orange like hair and with a smile answered Luna.
"First of all, not my fault I was raised by a pirate and second of all I haven't done anything to you so don't just hate with no reason," – she looked proud of herself. - "You can call me Max."
"Max?" – There was something about the name that rang a bell on Luna's head.– "Wait, you were raised by a pirate?" – But Luna was silent when she heard a knock on the front door.
"Yes and he just arrived. Let's go, you need to meet him."
"Meet who exactly?" – But Max never got to answer her when someone appeared in the doorway with a very strange attire and a simple smile.
"Well, it's nice to finally meet you, Miss Luna. I'm Mr. Smee."
AN sorrrrryyyy D: I know its a little late but the problem ws my editor and friend had college work and it got in the way we r trying to make a plan to work this out jajaja but I thank u all for ur patience and for reading, commenting ext u all make it worth it to keep on writing *hugs* I do hope u all enjoy this chap and also Max its a character that belongs to a good fan of the story FlamingFerna12 :)
again sorry and thank u 2 all the new fans and readers never thought this fanfic would be liked at all so really thank u :)