Peter Pan & The Shadow

Chapter 5.

With a little wishing you had created a mirror framed by beautifully carved wood. Afterwards you wished for a sandwich with peanut butter and jelly, but had hungered after too much and now had several sandwiches in front of you. Fox came in a little later and chose to pack them in a bag so that you had food for later. You eyed your reflection, you had braided your hair close to your head and it was now in a bun on the back of your head. You followed Fox up towards the top of the tree where there had been made bridges of the wide branches and you noticed two other lost boys sit together and look out on the view of the top of the trees. They were speaking together, both clad in identical clothes except that their hats had different looks. Both were brown but one had a parrot's feathers decorating it and the other the tail of a skunk.

  "That's The Twins." Explained Fox. The two of them turned around and revealed sea blue round eyes, button-up noses and slightly tanned faces, they had brown curls and slight freckles.

  "Where are they from?" You asked and Fox shrugged.

  "I think Peter said it was called Ameerica." Fox struggled through the name and you snorted.

  "You mean America."

Fox eyed you a little flustered. "Y-yeah."

By the look of their clothes it must be the late 1800, they must be a mix. Their looks were a mix of afro-American and English-American. You frowned, they must have a terrible past, and those times were the worst of America's history, especially for colored people. You praised Peter in that moment. He had saved these two, but there were so many lost lives, not everyone must've realized that there was a star in the sky that would come to their rescue.

  "What are you thinking of?" Asked Fox, and you spun around, you must've zoned out.

  "History." You said and Fox raised his brows.

  "What time are you from?" He asked as you walked on one of the branches and jumped into another tree before crawling down.

  "21st century." You said and huffed. What a time to be alive.

  "What?" Fox stopped and stared at you in disbelief as you jumped to the ground. "I'm from the 19th century, England." He said still wearing a frown and you chuckled. It was weird, children from different times and worlds had been pulled together in this world.

You stopped in tracks and then it all hit you. This was not a dream.

You felt panic slowly rise in your chest, but Fox grabbed your wrist and pulled you with him, and he first let go when he felt you walking on your own. You thought of Peter, what was he doing in the moment? Why did you have to stay away from Peter? Because you were a girl? If this wasn't a dream... then what about your life back home? Your parents must be worried.

  "Fox..." You called and saw him turn around, the smell of fresh salty air reached your nostrils and you felt like just falling to the ground; all energy to keep standing leaving you. "My family." You panted and your left knee gave in, but Fox quickly ran forward.

Someone grabbed your arm, keeping you standing. You were pulled up and you raised your gaze, but Fox were standing in front of you, eyes wide. You gasped and looked over your shoulder. Your eyes met a green pair of orbs, you had already gazed into them once and they weren't eyes to forget. It was Peter... Peter Pan.

  "I feel it..." He said, his voice deep and smooth, he inhaled deeply, lips in a constant pout when concentrating. "When someone misses their family..."

  "Peter." Fox said.

Peter Pan's eyes moved to Fox. Then he looked at you, you felt his grip turn more firm. His dark eyebrows glided into a frown, he looked pained. His green eyes focused on you, your face. Then he took a breath. "You're with me now." He said, his brows twitching. "Even though I would go-"

  "Peter! S-SHADOW!" Fox yelled and Peter pulled you out of the way when the shadow came soaring past you, right where you had been standing. Fox threw himself to the ground, grabbing his sword and lifting it above him. Without any sound before his feet landed on the ground, Felix appeared in the middle of the path, and the shadow floated before him.

  "Peter, create a distance now."

Peter turned to look at you, his eyes full of yearning. He half-way moved up in a standing position, but then he looked down and noticed your hands were linked.

  "Distance. Now!" Felix commanded and stepped back, eyes still on the shadow and his stick in hand.

Peter's face turned cold and expressionless in a second and he quickly moved his hand away from yours and stood up. He glared at the shadow. "You will pay." He said in a deep growl before running off and Felix followed him with a last glance thrown in your way. The shadow looked at you and you frowned as you stared back at it.

It vanished up amongst the tree crowns as well, flying off and you and Fox shared a gaze.

What was that all about? You thought.

Fox looked at where Peter and Felix had vanished. If he knew, he didn't tell you. It was obviously a secret worth keeping. Something just told you, that you were the main character in that secret.