Chapter 4

My dear readers. As promised here is another chapter for you. If there are still any of you... *sigh*

Sorry this one kinda makes you think back to what you read earlier. It was a weird cliff hanger. Buuuut read on!

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

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"For as long as any of us remember, when we became part of Captain's crew, all of us never aged. Including Captain himself." Rick answered as he pointed toward Hook who was standing at a table near the wheel. His gaze caught mine and he immediately looked back down to the table.

"That's weird." I said.

"Weird?" Skye asked as he peered over toward me.

"Odd." I corrected myself. I guess the word weird hadn't been invented yet…

"Indeed." Mumbled Alvis.

We sat there in silence. Or maybe boredom. Maybe both. The snow had stopped and the sun gradually became more intense minutes later.

"Pan's back. I gotta go." Rick said as he jumped up and started climbing the mast. He swiftly climbed all the way up to the crow's nest. It was pretty high up I thought as I peered up at him.

"Anyone up for some cards?" Skye called out as he pulled some cards from his vest jacket. A few men walked over and sat down eyeing me. "Would you like to play?" He asked as he was dealing the cards. I just now noticed something. His hands. They were on the opposite arm. The right one should be on the right arm, but they were switched. That is so interesting. No wonder something seemed odd about the handshake.

"Sure." I replied.

He explained the game and I picked up on it quickly. After a few rounds, we had caught the attention of more crew members and they huddled around us to watch. Only Skye and I were the ones left in the game. Everyone else had been eliminated. Whispers and laughter came from them. A few looked like they were betting either on me or Skye. I picked a card from the deck and arranged the ones in my hand then discarded five face down. Skye drew and then discarded his five. We both put down our remaining cards at the same time. Sighs and laughing started once we revealed both our remaining cards. It was a draw. We both ended up with the same remaining amount.

"You catch on fast." Skye said laughing as he gathered all of the deck and shuffled them. The crew around us dispersed once again and he put away his cards.

I really miss playing card games. Back before I was in school, I always played different card games with the family at parties or whenever we could. Was that really my family? I wonder if they knew. Thinking back as far as I could, everything just got fuzzy.

"NINE O'CLOCK CAPTAIN!" Rick yelled out from the crow's nest. He was looking through a telescope and pointing in the direction. Clouds parted and a small figure darted out from in between them.

"ALL HANDS TO YOUR STATIONS! PAN'S HOME!" Shouted Hook.

Everyone grunted and shouted in excitement and scurried to what they were supposed to do. Everyone got guns and swords out, and some started loading cannons and swivels.

"I'M BAAAAACK!" Peter said happily as he swooped down and stood on one of the masts. His Short curly hair blew in the wind and this smile seemed to be the most innocent thing on this island.

"Get down here boy! I have a surprise for you." Hook said tauntingly as he moved from the wheel and motioned to me. I was standing under a ledge over by the Captain Cabin doors.

Peter drew his sword and slowly floated down to the deck. The crew surrounded them and Hook motioned for me to come out. I slowly walked over to them stopping a few feet away from both of them.

"Tiger Lilly?" Peter asked in disbelief. "Where were you? I have been searching for you everywhere" He said as he started walking toward me. Hook put his blade up stopping him so that he couldn't get any closer to me. Peter's eyes flickered. "You grew up." His smile slowly disappeared. I looked down at the deck not knowing how to respond.

"I need to take you to your father…" Peter said as he ducked under hook's blade and grabbed my hand. Hook quickly put his hook under Peter's neck, but was deflected by his small knife at the final moment. Hook shoved him away from me. "She's not going anywhere."

"No. I will go. If this will solve the problem between you and my people, then I will go." I stated as I slowly walked away from Hook.

"How do you expect to do that when you have no memory?" Hook replied coldly.

"I have my ways." I replied. "Just let me try. I promise I will not run away. Even if I were to try to, I would have no idea where to go."

Hook sighed and then lowered his blade. "Fine. Smee gather some men. We are taking a visit to the savages."

A group of men were gathered. Alvis, Skye, and Rick were a few of the men tagging along. Peter led us away from the cove and into the forest. The sun was just starting to set and cast the most amazing sunset in the sky. Various pinks oranges and purples danced in the clouds as we continued to walk.

As we neared the village, voices became louder and louder. Finally, we arrived and everyone seemed on high alert. Natives ran and the braves drew their bows and spears in our direction. The crew unsheathed their swords and pointed their guns. I immediately turned around and lowered hook's gun.

"Stop." I muttered. "Tell your men to put the guns down."

"I don't take orders from anyone. Especially from a woman." He spat.

"ugh." I murmured under my breath.

I breathed in a sigh walked out in between everyone. "Mah Mah! Shamė. (No No! Wait.)" I raised my hands up in the air to show the natives that I wasn't a threat.

"Men Kim Banome? (You know the language?)" A young brave said as he got closer to me with his bow still drawn.

I was relieved when He replied back in the same language. I sure hope no one shoots…

"Nizhoni?" A weary voice called out from behind the braves. They parted and let a man walk through. I locked eyes with a man and he smiled. He quickly walked over toward me pushing everyone out of his way. I turned around and motioned for Hook and the crew to put down their weapons. Hook rolled his eyes and waved a hand. Everyone lowered their weapons and stood there still looking weary at each other. The man embraced me in his arms and started crying.

Moments later I was invited into the main long house. I told hook and his men to stay outside for a while until everything was settled. I was quite surprised that he cooperated. It felt as if I had been talking for hours. The chief had explained everything, and everyone seemed to be relieved that I was still alive. I am still quite unsure of how everyone knows everything about me. Things are still hazy when I try to remember.

Kids were running around and playing. Peter looked as if he was quite bored. He eyed the kids as if he envied them being able to play. It looked like he was in some kind time out or he was grounded. I'm not even sure if he understood anything that we have been talking about. He just sat there drawing pictures in the dirt with his finger. Tink would come in every now and again and sit on his shoulder whispering him things. Almost everyone dispersed to eat dinner and peter and I were the only ones left sitting. "So what's going on?" He asked.

"Well, the chief is being hard headed about letting the pirates get away without any punishment. He still doesn't trust them. He thinks that they were the ones who kept me away for so long and didn't let them see me. I honestly can't give them an accurate response because I don't remember anything. Nothing of my past comes clear to me." I replied with a wary tone.

Silence fell over everyone. The crackling of the fire and distant talking echoed in the tent.

"It was my fault." He admitted staring at the picture he drew into the dirt. "I snuck the fairies special dust away from them and was planning on using it on hook. It was a special dust to make people forget. I wanted him to forget about Neverland and leave everyone in peace… But things went wrong. When you were captured one time, we were all fighting on the ship. I was about to wave it all over Hook, when out of nowhere you were shoved in front of me. It got you instead. You flew off and I was stuck still fighting the pirates. I tried searching for you everywhere."

I had no idea how to comprehend anything. It didn't seem like I was from here. I live in the 21st century. That was my home. I belonged there. I couldn't believe that any of this was real. It feels like a dream.

"Even if what you say is true, my father is still not going to trust them. They might get mad at you for doing what you did. Plus, Hook is just going to keep me captive until you are dead."

"He can't kill me." Peter played with a smile. I felt kind of bad for him. He can't understand. He is just too young…

"He can. And when you get caught, there is no going back. Not even I can stop him. Or my father." I replied softly.

"To die, would be an awfully big adventure." Peter replied as if it was second nature.

"Living is the biggest adventure you will ever have Peter." I said softly.

Tink flew in and chimed something in peter's ear. He frowned and then stood up. "Time to go. Hook is getting impatient."

I said all of my farewells and met the crew back outside the village. Peter flew off in the opposite direction and disappeared in the night sky with a small pixie dust trail behind him.

"Took you long enough." Said Alvis as he was leaning against a massive tree trunk.

"Everything is all caught up. The only problem is that, my father still does not trust you. By the way he looked at me when I said I have to return back, it seemed as if he did not even trust me." I said back with a defeated voice.

"All that matters is that he knows you are alive. Finally he will quit pestering me." Hook said with his eyes on the village.

We headed back to the Jolly Roger. Everyone seemed to unwind and relax for the night. Hook retired into his cabin and Smee followed.

"So what's going to happen now?" I asked as I sat on the railing. "I don't know. I guess it is going back to the normal routine of hunting down Pan." Skye said as he tied down a nearby cannon. I yawned and looked up at the night sky. It was a beautiful Dark blue. The stars seemed to have tripled in count and the moon was shining bright. "We need to fix you a bunk." Rick said as he hopped down from the side cargo net. "I'm pretty sure you don't want to spend another night in that ole' cell." He opened up the door on the floor and walked down into the tween deck. I followed. Everything seemed so homely. Things were neat, the large crew cabin was lit up and teeming with happy voices. Men were singing and playing violins while others danced happily. Games of all sorts were being played. We walked over to the bunks and he slapped a hand on the one closest to the main opening. "This'll do." He said with a smile. "Alvis is your bunk mate. Skye and I are right across from ya." He said as he motioned to their bunk. "Thanks." I replied. He nodded and then walked off joining a group of other men.

I eyed the bunk and imagined a huge man laying up there. What if that thing collapsed on me? I joked around. I sat on the bed and watched as some of the crew danced and sang. This place really isn't that bad as people portray it to be. That's probably because I'm a woman among men, but I guess I'm not like most. I won't shy away from things being too gross. I am just adventurous by heart. I'm always active. I don't mind getting dirty. I guess you can say that I am a tomboy on the inside. As time passed, my eyes became heavy and I decided to lay down. Everyone seemed to simmer down and music was one of the only things I could hear. It was quite nice. I slowly drifted to sleep and finally had a good rest.

The next few days had a similar schedules. Wake up, clean, play a few games, get introduced to other crew members, keep a lookout for Pan, eat, mess around, relax, eat again, then retire for the night. I wouldn't mind living like this. It certainly was better than back home. Go to work, get yelled at by rude impatient customers, and find something to eat. Then go to bed and repeat it for the rest of the week. At least here I had friends to talk to, more things to do, and actually have some good food. Surprisingly Hook had nothing to say to me this past week. We would sometimes end up walking past each other giving just a glance, then continuing on with whatever we were doing. At least I wasn't getting yelled at. I don't see why he gets so upset when I am trying to do things that will benefit him and the crew. Did he have something against me? Every now and again I would see a flicker of brightness and joy in him when someone would say something amusing. A small smile would occasionally curve on his face when he seems to be in the mood to listen to someone. To be honest, I don't think I have ever truly smiled when I was here either. What was going on in that man's head? He always seemed to be working or busy. Never once did I see him take any time to relax.

The only time I truly think about was when I would sometimes get flash backs. I guess the only time I would get them was when I was doing a specific thing. Like gazing at something or eating something; or even hearing a someone say something.

Alvis, Skye, Rick and I decided to take a walk along the cove. I had some major cabin fever. I have no idea how these guys could stand staying on that ship for so long without venturing out.

"Why does everyone call me Tiger Lilly?" I asked out of the blue. I kicked a rock and it skidded onto the beach.

"I remember a long time ago, when we first saw you. You had somehow managed to make your way to the cove to pick some flowers for maybe two weeks. Every afternoon, you would arrive on the Right side of the cove and pick flowers. They were Tiger Lilies. They only grow on that side of the cove." Skye said as we continued to walk around.

"One day when we were on a look out for Pan, we saw him stop by and stand with you. It looked like he was talking to you about something. He looked pretty worried. He picked you up and flew off. When Captain saw that, he obviously knew that you were important enough for Pan to go out of his way and search for you. So he decided to call you Tiger Lilly." Alvis said as we came to a stop.

We stood at the place where the Tiger Lilies grew. Bunches of them bloomed everywhere. Butterflies and bees hopped from flower to flower. I bent down and picked a few. As I stood up, I could see all of the Jolly Roger anchored in the gulf. It was possibly the most beautiful ship I have ever seen. Probably because it was the only one I have actually seen in person. A figure stood in the Captain's Cabin windows. Seconds later, it moved away and disappeared.

"I knew I have seen these somewhere. In some of my dreams I have seen them. They are one of my favorite flowers. These and roses." I said as I peered down at the flowers. The sun shone bright and it was getting pretty hot. I tucked the flower stems into my back pocket and rolled up my sleeves.

"Hey. I didn't know you had any." Rick said as he lifted up my arm.

He inspected the tattoos that I had on the inside of my forearm. Red roses bloomed among the green vines and thorns that wrapped around my arm.

"They are so beautiful." He said in awe as the others came to look at them.

"Well that's not every day that you see a lady with tattoos." Rick chuckled.

A small smile curved on my lips. "Oh come on boys it's just a tattoo. We should head back." I said as Rick lowered my arm back down.

The rest of the day went on as usual. The men were fencing on the deck. I sat down on the side railing of the ship watching them play around. "Put me in for Ginny." I said as I tossed Jacob some coin.

A fairly short man with curly brown hair and cut off sleeves was walking circles around another man in the middle, their swords both drawn. He lunged and they both clashed swords. They swung at each other multiple times and blocked each blow. Ginny then spun in a circle around the other man's back and swung his sword. He stopped right when it was maybe four inches from his neck. Cheers of joy and moans of loss came from the mouths of the crew. Jacob walked over and handed me my winnings with an amused smile.

"Get ready boys! We set sail for Isla Alma. Time to restock and get repairs." Hook shouted. His hand and hook were on on the rail and a smile curved on his lips. He certainly looks excited to be going somewhere else. Everyone dispersed and started working. Men climbed the masts and others brought up the anchor. Alvis, Skye, and I helped with the anchor and we started moving. Rick stayed atop in the Crow's nest.

"This should be fun." I said as we were hauling the anchor away.

"Isla Alma is indeed one of the most beautiful Islands. Aside from Neverland, it is also one of the biggest." Alvis replied.

"Most of us are from Alma." Skye added in.

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Alright this is at the point where it kind of transitions slowly into the new subject. The Jolly Roger is leaving the Neverland Cove and adventuring to a new destination. Any guesses on what it is going to look like?

well you're gonna have to wait... sorry _-_

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