AN: Ok, I know sequels never prosper but the last story was pretty fun to make. Why did I wait till Christmas to get started with this? Well, final exams, losing several textbooks, work, having a panic attack about presentations, all that fun stuff. But it's over now so here we go!
WARNING: This story will only make sense if you have read its predecessor "Psycho Pirate." I am serious, NOTHING will make sense. For those who have read it, enjoy it. For those who haven't, enjoy.
Disclaimer: I do not own anybody who is actually from the show.
Now Hang on tight y'all cause this story is a LONG one.
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Prologue
Exploring the worlds beyond the Neverland horizon with Peter Pan had always been a dream of mine. A dream that would one day end up coming true, but alas, also end up evolving into a real life nightmare. Now where do I even begin to explain, or better yet where do I even begin to get the courage to relive that nightmare? I guess establishing everything would be a good place to start.
A long time ago I lived on the mainland in an impoverished South American home that was littered with troubles, arguments and oh, only those in Pirate Paradise know what other kinds of issues. Flash forward to the night I had been expelled from grade school, I heard something from outside my chaotic household. It sounded like...like a rooster crowing? I quickly went outside to investigate and that's where I saw him. The Peter Pan, the lucky boy who never grew up. He told me he was looking for that London place in Europe and I told him that he was thousands of miles away. When he heard that he looked almost as lost and frustrated as I was and, to make a long story short, he ended up taking me back to his own home of Neverland, permanently. After gifting me with a wooden Pirate sword carved from the legendary Forever Tree- the very thing that makes the Neverland world go 'round, Peter showed me my new habitat, a small island located off the coast of Neverland. He said he called it "Pirate Island" for there were two other youngsters, who lived there and had evolved into a sort of Pirate like demeanor and I would do the same as time passes. As for the other two pirates who lived there, well, I never met one for them. Didn't even know they existed until recently. But the other, I came to know very well.
Her name was "Isabella". "Izzy" for short or "Iz" for even shorter and what I had evolved to call her. She was slightly shorter than me (given she was a year younger) She was really and if not really than disturbingly thin, with light brown pigtails, sun kissed skin, gold eyes and she wore the clothes of a Pirate who looked like they were really obsessed with Valentines Day. Izzy was married to the pouch of pixie dust she wore around her neck, which was her gift from Peter Pan). It gave her the ability to fly-which she loved to flaunt all the time. Our first interaction..well I'll be real here. She hated me, I hated her. To me, she was nothing but a bratty, know it all with a feisty attitude (I think Tinker Bell must've rubbed off on her somehow when giving her that pixie dust). We constantly complained to Peter about each other, but he would just ignore our request to be separated. Many cat fights later we actually did end up getting along and we did end up becoming friends. Best friends. In fact we had developed a special bond that could never be broken...I thought.
A couple years later, Peter had returned to Neverland from the real world with another lost and troubled kid, who would soon become my other matey. This time, it was a boy and he called himself "Cubby." He was the shortest, the youngest, the palest, the tubbiest and from what I hear, the cutest of the now three of us that lived there. Cubby also dressed in Pirate attire, though his color scheme was more blue, white, red and a tad bit of brown. Being the youngest he was a bit of a fraidy cat and jumped at nearly anything unfamiliar to him. On our adventures he would hide behind me or Izzy-who had always been sweet as sugar to him from the beginning, unlike me. But it was hard to love the pudgy little lad. Though he could be paranoid sometimes, he was very clever when we needed him to be. That must've been why Peter Pan gave him a map of all Neverland to help us navigate the magical dimension when we explored it. Cubby and I had also formed a special brotherly relationship. Whenever Izzy was gone doing whatever girls do on their own, we'd spend our days roughousing, making messes and acting like complete fools. And boy did I love it!
The final person (well not really person) to join our Pirate crew was a green parrot with a bright yellow beak who we'd run into while exploring. Skully was a talking green parrot with red and blue tail feathers who loved adventuring and exploring as much as we did. Not long after, he had joined our crew. He usually looked after us three kids, making sure we didn't get into too serious of trouble. Like Cubby, he was also very cautious and hesitant. However, give the bird a cracker and he'd do anything for you.
And so, our team was complete, and in perfect timing too, for Peter Pan announced that he was leaving Neverland for good to go and explore what was left to find beyond the horizon. Me, Izzy, Cubby and Skully had all been gathered together to defend and watch over Neverland in his place, with the magical gifts he had given us. Peter's departure was a hard one to swallow, but he promised to return. And he did, on several occasions. One of which was the day that Neverland had started disappearing, due to a problem with the Forever Tree. At first he had disguised himself as a magical guardian of the Tree, who assigned the Forever Quest to me and me alone. Luckily, and with a little help from my comrades, was able to save the legendary plant, along with all Neverland. And because of this, Peter Pan rewarded me with the opportunity to explore the lands beyond the Never seas with him. (Izzy took that pretty hard. I'll explain just how hard soon). I had always dreamed of having such an adventure, but I didn't want to leave my mates, my friends, my family behind after all we had been through together. However, Izzy, Cubby and Skully just encouraged me to go, though I knew it was ripping them apart on the inside. But they still continued to do so and I went with Peter.
As I embarked on my new journey with Peter, I noticed something strange started happening to me. My limbs looked longer, my voice sounded deeper, my moods became unpredictable and my entire world view began to shift and change. At first I shrugged it off to nothing for they were just little changes in the beginning. But as the years of exploring went by, these changes became more and more noticeable and that's when I realized it: I was growing up! This caused a big fight between me and Peter, so much so that I ended up deserting him for good and returning to Neverland, so very eager to see my mateys again. However, when I made it back to Neverland, everything and I mean everything was different.
The large, lush green island itself had become a quiet eerie ghost town. I made my way to Pirate Island to discover that somebody had burnt it to a crisp! It was nothing but I pile of charcoal! Although, not a deserted pile of charcoal. There, I discovered Cubby, who had aged aswell. He was now tall (but not as tall as me), scrawny, and his hair had lightened. But the look he gave me was a pure hatred and he was very reluctant to tell what had happened to the island, and where a missing Izzy and Skully were. But eventually, I got an answer out of him..unfortunately. Twelve year old Cubby told fifteen/maybe sixteen year old me that after I had left with Peter, that snook Captain Hook had kidnapped him, Izzy and Skully to work as hard working slaves on his ship the Jolly Roger, while he in turn promised not to steal our team treasure chest. Sometime during their capture, they had suffered the same changes I had. They began to grow up too. But one night, they escaped Hook's ship and made it back to Pirate Island, where they would only be met with even more troubles. Our treasure chest had been found and looted, our beloved ship the Buccaneer was lost to a hurricane, and Izzy...oh man. The girl was apparently so jealous that I was picked for the quest instead of her, that she lost her sanity, earning herself the title of the "Psycho Pirate", burnt down Pirate Island, resulting in her being exiled to the Island of the Bells, one of the creepiest and scariest places that existed in Neverland. But luckily, Peter Pan had come to our rescue (after several reconciliations) and explained that Izzy was not insane, but rather taken over by the evil spirit of an ex Pirate of Neverland. The spirit had apparently followed her for weeks, whispering threats in her ear until she gave into its evil ways and became a true monster. But not for long! Peter, Cubby and I, with the help of a magical forever flower, were able to fly to the Island of the Bells and rid her of this spirit. And thankfully, we had gotten her back to normal! Well sort of. She was still a teenager, like me and Cubby, but now that the spirit was gone from Neverland, we would age no longer and now we are currently adolescents for the rest of our endless days in Neverland. After Skully had also returned from Sky Bird Island, our crew was together once again.
But of course, Izzy just had to start sneaking out every night to do...you know what..I'm not exactly sure what she did..but what I do know is that her mysterious actions began to stir up trouble for us once again. Now don't get me wrong, after dealing with countless threats to Neverland and even my own first mate being corrupted and turning against me, I thought I could handle most anything. But as bad as Captain Hook could be or any foe that I had come across in Neverland, they were nothing compared to those who I was about to meet. Now just who might that be, you ask? Well, that is where this story begins—or rather, continues.