Chapter 3

Ok so I did decide to mesh together some chapters to hopefully make them longer... I just hate how short these end up being when on paper it is like 20x longer...Buuuut yay here's another chapter for you. Hope you like it.

And yes I know I did say that I would get another one up tomorrow, but I just couldn't handle not writing some more. :) enjoy lovely people.

(I do not own any of the original characters or the movies.)

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I slowly fluttered my eyes open adjusting them to the brightness. Still shivering I saw Smee who stood in front of me with a concerned look on his face. My head still throbbed with pain and I felt like I was going to be sick. I couldn't reply back to him, I just wanted to sleep.

"Captain would like to see you." He said as he tried to help me up to my feet. My hair draped over my face and I moved it away feeling the splinter in my finger. We slowly made our way out of the brig and up the stairs. I was propped up against Smee as I blinked my eyes in astonishment. It took me several seconds to take everything in. Neverland was everything I expected. And way more. Even with snow everywhere, mountains looked as if they reached the sky, frozen waterfalls gleamed in the distance, vegetation was everywhere, and an ocean that looked like it could go on forever surrounded the ship. Pirates surrounded us once more and everyone parted for Hook to walk through. His boots thumped as he strode towards us and his face bore no emotion. As he stopped in front of me I had to look away. I could feel his eyes on me and everyone was silent. He held a cigar between his fingers and the smoke rose from it disappearing into the air.

"Now… Peter knows you are here but he doesn't seem to be doing anything about it. In the meantime, you are to remain here until he comes. And when he does, I will capture him. And end his life. But first, I need to know how to fly. Simple as that." He stated calmly as he raised his hook to my neck with the usual smirk he has on his face.

"How do you expect me to know how?" I stated coldly. He sighed and lowered his hand.

I stayed silent and didn't move a muscle. My head was still hurting pretty bad. The sunlight made it even worse. What if I leave? I thought to myself. How would I leave?

"You are more cooperative than I remember." Hook said as he stepped closer toward me. "Usually you would have spat something at me in your savage language." He snorted.

The crew laughed along with him.

"I'm no savage. What have I ever done that was savage?" I replied looking up at him.

He looked surprised not expecting me to say that. "You and your people are savages." He sneered.

"We are not savages! None of us live a savage life. You will never see a true Native attack and kill just because! Not even to scare someone. The only reason we fight back is to protect ourselves from a constant threat. We avoid war because we know that taking someone's precious life is wrong. The creator didn't make anyone to kill his own children." I stated with a harsher tone. The words just flew out of my mouth with no hesitation. I was actually surprised that came out. Go Julia, I praised myself.

"Now there's the Princess we know. Getting all defensive." Hook laughed sarcastically.

"You're the savage." I said with my eyebrows furrowed.

"Am I now?" He replied as he narrowed his eyes.

"Who goes around getting all angry over a boy who plays games with pirates? What man kills a child?"

"A man who wants revenge! A man who is tired of getting taken advantage of from a boy! You changed the subject. Tell me how to fly!" He yelled bringing his hook up once again.

"I don't know how…I don't remember anything." my voice wavered off as my eyes turned to the floor. "You will tell me how. Whether it be tomorrow or a year from now. I have all the time in the world." He replied as he pressed his hook harder onto my neck to bring my eyes to meet his. "I'm not afraid of you." I stated softly. It sounded more like a loud whisper. His eyes flickered back and forth between mine as if he was searching for something. Seconds later, he lowered his hook and strode off. He slammed his Cabin doors shut and everyone went back to what they were doing.

I fell to my knees rubbing my temple. I closed my eyes hoping the pain would go away.

Smee kneeled down and put a hand on my shoulder. "Are you alright miss?"

"I have a bad headache. I hit my head pretty hard last night." I replied softly.

He managed to get me to my feet and we returned down to the brig.

"Why does he have to keep me in the brig? It's not like I'm just going to fly away never to return." I said as I sat back down on the bench.

"Well, you did do that last time your Highness. You have been missing for I don't know how many years." He said with a concerned face. "You're father blamed Cap'n for killin ya and feedin ya to the crocodile. That is why he is so harsh on your people."

"My father?" I asked.

"The chief." He replied.

"Wait, there are no such things as princesses for Natives. Only the Chief's daughter. You don't call him the king so why call me a princess?"

"Well…" He paused. "I guess we call you princess because you are treated like royalty in your tribe."

"Oh." I sighed. "Why don't I just talk to my… father… about how I am not dead? And they will stop attacking each other? Won't that clear anything up?" I asked.

"I'm afraid it's not that simple." He replied. "Here let me see your hand."

I gave him my hand and he started rubbing a pressure point in between my thumb and my first finger. Moments later, it felt like pressure was releasing from my head and I was less sensitive to the light.

"Thank you. Who taught you that?" I asked as he put my hand down.

"You did." He smiled. "I will be back later. I will bring you something to drink." He left and locked the cell disappearing up onto the deck.

Things were so confusing. I don't understand why I can't just talk to the chief. Even though I don't remember anything, I could just resolve their problem. Maybe I can go home after. If I even knew how to get home. How did they even find me? Maybe they have me mistaken for someone else.

Thinking back to my childhood, I do recall my father talking about our heritage. I am a third great granddaughter of a chief. Is he really my father or is the chief here my father? Oh I am so confused. I sat there in silence for a while listening to the feet scurrying on the deck. I could hear people talking but it was all muffled out. About five minutes later, Smee came back down unlocking the door and motioned me to follow him. As he closed the brig door, I could finally take notice to my surroundings without a blazing headache bothering me. The ship was pretty big. Carvings on the railings were beautiful and everything seemed so neat. Crew sat along the deck and railings talking away or playing games. Some were climbing the masts making sure everything was tied down correctly. These people didn't seem that bad. Some didn't have the face for murder or committing any crimes. My thoughts were jolted away when Smee started talking.

"Cap'n said that you can stay in the cabin with the crew at your own risk. He just doesn't want ya swooped away by pan so stay anywhere on the ship where there is someone nearby." He smiled and handed me a cup.

"Thank you." I said with a grateful smile on my face. I drank the liquid. It tasted like some sort of tea. I didn't dislike it though. It was quite refreshing.

He walked off into Hook's quarters with the cup and I was left there standing on the deck of the massive ship. Light snowfall fell from the sky and everyone seemed to be in a good mood. The odd thing was that it did not feel cold out. I could see my breath when I breathed but nothing was overbearingly cold. I guess it was just one of the mysteries of Neverland I thought to myself. I walked over to a crate that was sitting by the main mast and sat down looking at the big island. I pulled my legs up to sit crisscross and managed to relax for a little.

"Welcome to the Jolly Roger." A man's voice said from behind me. He had a Scottish accent of a sort.

I turned to look to see who it was. A man full of tattoos stood there with a smile on his face. His whole face was tattooed like a skeletons. It was actually pretty impressive. By the looks of it, it seemed that he didn't have an inch of him that was not tattooed.

"Thank you." I replied with a small smile.

"Don't take us too harsh. Most of us are nice people. Even though we might not look the part." He said as he hopped up on the big crate and sat down leaning his back against the mast.

"No worries." I replied.

He sat in silence for a while.

"So where have you been all of these years?" He asked out of the blue.

I shifted so that I could face him. I didn't want to be rude. "To be honest, I have no idea what everyone is talking about. I don't ever recall being here before." I tipped my head to the side trying to remember anything. "Smee said that I just flew off never to be seen again."

"Ayye that you did." He said. "Cap'n spent many years trying to find out where you went so that he could get you back to your father. He was giving us a pretty hard time." He paused for a while. "Where are my manners? My name is Rick." He said as he hopped off of the crate and did a slight bow.

"I'm Julia." I said as I put a hand out to him hoping he would shake it.

We shook hands and then a man came up from behind rick and gave him a small slap on the back forcing his hand to fly sideways.

"Flirtin with the princess now are we?" He said with a chuckle in his voice.

"This here is Miss Julia." Rick replied with a smile.

"Pleasure your Highness." The man said as he put his hand out. This man had an English accent like most of the crew.

I shook his hand and he gave a little bow at the same time. "My name is Skylar. Just call me Skye."

"I thought your name was Tiger Lilly." A big muscular man with red hair said as he walked up to our little gathering.

"Well, I suppose that is what everyone here calls me. But, where I have been living, my name is Julia. My Native name is Nizhoni." I replied.

"Alvis. I'm Alvis." He said crossing his arms.

"Nice to meet you Alvis." I said with a little head nod. He nodded back and then they all sat down around the main mast.

"Man, last time I remember seeing you, you were maybe nine years old." Skye said as he looked up at the grey sky.

"I've been missing for over a decade?" I replied with astonishment.

"I guess it has. I haven't been counting the years." Said Alvis.

"Who here ever counts the years? Time has been frozen for who knows how long." Skye said as his eyes were still on the sky.

"What do you mean frozen?" I asked.

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Ok Ok, sorry for ending it there but I feel that it is a good place to stop. Makes you keep wanting more.. heheheuehue

Ahem. *Clears throat* Sorry didn't know what that was about, I am just very bored. lol I hope you guys like this chapter.

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