Peter Pan OUAT

Part 1

I woke up after being knocked out for what seemed like days on a strange ship I had never seen before. I hear people talking and walking around on the deck, I hide to get free passage. Chancing they are magical or can take me to someone magical.

I used to live in Neverland for a couple of years. Pan and I got into a huge fight so I left to explore and experience worlds on my own. I have run into some trouble.

The ogre wars was a fun one to run into. I met some interesting people. Ruby, Snow, Jefferson, and let's not forget the dark one Rumpelstiltskin. I have traveled so many places I honestly have no idea how old I am. Time is a hard thing to keep track of when you bounce from place to place not knowing how that certain world keeps track of time or blacking out for days from a not so graceful jump to a new dimension. When I ran away from my hometown I was 12, bad home life. I think if I had to guess based on how I look around 16 - 18. I am older than that I know, I spent a few years on Neverland around age 14 to 17? I kept track of time back then since I left I haven't. Oh shit I hear someone coming. I tuck further back into the corner I am hiding in. Just my luck.

"Hey, what are you doing back here?" A short pudgy man asks me.

"I don't know, I just woke up here a couple of minutes ago." I try playing the dumb blonde card I have learned that's a big thing in this world. He grabs my arm and drags me up to the deck. The people are certainly dressed like something out of what this world would describe as a "fairytale". I have spent maybe a year on this Earth. Only a few people believe in magic and are ridiculed for it if they do. I talk to all of them to see if they can get me back to Neverland. I decided a couple of years back it was time to start searching for a way home. I was staying with Ruby at that point. I got to a different world but soon heard that there was a curse back in the enchanted forest. I have explored the multiverse enough and it was time for me to be with the people I love most, the lost boys.

"What are you doing on my ship, kid?" A man with a British accent dressed in entirely too much leather for the middle of summer asked.

"I don't really know I just kind of ended up here." I reply sheepishly.

"I am going to have to ask you to leave. We are going on a dangerous journey and you can't come." He sounds so condescending like he is talking down to me. I don't like being talked down to.

"Dangerous? That's a joke right? You are not from this world are you?" I question.

"What do you know?" He answers my question with a question.

"Well you are all carrying swords which I must say is strange for the technology of this place. Though I think someone stole mine last week. Surprised I held onto it this long here. Such a dump this world is. Where are you all traveling to?"

A smaller woman with short hair answers this time. "Neverland. Know anything about it?"

They all look at her like she is crazy. To be clear, the group of people standing in front of me is quite odd. A group of seven. A man who looks exactly like someone I have seen before though I can't quite place it, charming though. The woman with short hair is the same so familiar yet so far from recognizable. Two more women. One with long dark hair and all black on. Another with a leather jacket and longer blonde hair. The pirate man. Another man with short black hair but no other distinctive features. Lastly, an older man who looks so done with this world I can't see how he is important to this group at all.