His Lost Girl(s)

Chapter Two

I was flying, in a dark jungle-like forest. I didn't know where I was or how I was even flying, but I was doing it. I glided about the strange jungle, and I heard a voice calling my name. I followed the cry of the voice, and it was a girl, with red hair. I landed in front of her, and I looked at her sad expression. "Please, you have to defeat him."

I stared at her. "Defeat who?" Who was she and why did she look so scared?

"You'll find out, Sarah. He's the nastiest boy I've ever met and if you don't stand now, you'll become just like the rest. You have to do something. I failed to win, but maybe you can..." I didn't understand what any of this meant. A boy was obviously doing something bad. And I had to be brave enough to stop it? I didn't get any of it. She was being oddly cryptic and I needed answers.

"Just tell me what's going on--"

She put a hand to my lips, staring with her amber eyes. "I can't say too much. It's bad enough that I'm saying all this. You just need to wake up. Wake up, Sarah.."

Wake up? I was awake --

My eyes flashed open, and I was lying on a beach shore. A different one. It was all coming back. I had drowned. I had died in that storm, the water relentless as it sucked me down into its depths. I had died. How was I alive? And where was I? Did I wash up on the shore? Did Mother Nature let me live?

I spit up water from my mouth, turning over a little to get it all out, and I shivered from the cold of the dampness. Somehow I had survived. I had washed up on the shore, and now I could go home and wrap myself in a warm blanket. I didn't know if I could ever bring myself to return to the beach. At least not for a long time.

I hated it that what seemed to be a peaceful home turned into my near death. I didn't know what I could now. I just needed to get home. That was the goal for now.

I finally stood on shaky legs, still dripping from the water. My chocolate brown hair was dripping water still, and I tried to wring it out as much as I could. All I wanted to do was go home, drink a nice cup of coffee, and sleep for at least twelve hours. I couldn't get the memory of near drowning out of my mind. I had almost died.

"Well, it seems that you have finally come to," sounded a voice from behind. I whipped around and stared at who now stood before me. He was of an average height, and he had short light brown hair. He was all in shades of dark green, and his equally green eyes reflected his outfit. I had a feeling he might have been the boy that girl was warning me about.

I stepped back a little, now afraid that this beach was not the same beach as before. "W-who are you..?"

"I'm Peter Pan. Surprised to find yourself alive?" He chuckled darkly, and a chill went up my spine. How did he know that I had nearly died? How did he know? He just saw me now... Or...

"Well, yes, but.. How did you know I almost drowned?" My heart was beating faster than I ever thought it had the ability to.

"How do you think you survived? You couldn't have by sheer chance, lassie." His eyes glinted, and that terrified me more.

"I don't know, but.. What are you saying..?" He couldn't have saved me. In that storm? He would have died too. Unless he was on a boat... It didn't make sense.

"I saved you, Sarah. Without me, you would have died. You see, I possess quite a bit of magic. My power allows me to do almost anything I want or need to do. Thus, I saved you using my power, and brought you here." A grin spread across his face, and my mind spun at this new information. He had...magic. He had saved me from the ruthless storm.

Not yet... The voice. Right before I had gone unconscious. That had been him. He had taken me out of the storm. "But why? Why did you save me? I don't even know you."

"To bring you here, of course! Welcome to Neverland." As soon as he spoke, hooded figures began to appear from the shadows, their eyes all on me. They surrounded me and Peter, and I began to feel very, very frightened. "We've been wanting another girl on the island for a long time, Sarah."

"How do you know my name?" That was one out of a million questions I had running about my mind as dozens of boys looked at me as if I were a meal.

"Oh, I know everything, lass. How else am I supposed to rule this island and everyone in it?" This frightened me even more, and what I wanted now more than anything was to go home. I wanted to get out of here. I didn't feel safe. Not at all.

Usually when told to do something, I questioned and argued not to. But out of sheer curiosity, I followed as told, just to figure out what was happening. I needed to scope out the area. Then hopefully I could find a way off this jungle-esque island. I just had to wait it out, for now.

The boys around me all stared at me and whispered to each other, and I wondered what they were planning to do. Why were they all boys? They acted like they had never seen a girl before in their entire lives. None of this made any sense.

We came to a camplike place, a fire going in the middle of it. There were a bunch of tents lining the camp, and I assumed they were all probably for the boys and Peter. But...I heard..crying. Tears of anguish. There was something wrong. Who was crying?

"Are they crying again? Idiots." A boy near me whispered, and I cringed.

"Cody, hush," Peter reprimanded, walking ahead of us. "Sarah, this is our camp. Your new home."

As I began to take in the surroundings of the camp, I saw what was happening. There were cages hanging overhead, and inside of them, a girls. Dozens of girls, crying for freedom. When some of them saw me, they looked like they were sorry for me. They looked like they were saying, run before it's too late.

So many girls. All prisoners. This wasn't right. That's when my usual fiery state rose up inside of me, my hands balled into fists. "Why are all these girls locked up like this?"

"Here in Neverland, girls are our special pleasure. And you, Sarah, are the newest addition. Boys, go ahead and take her." He swiftly kissed me on the cheek before walking away, before the boys suddenly grabbed me, and locked me up like the rest.

If you don't stand now, you'll become just like the rest...

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A/N

Ooooooo there ya go!! Yeah basically Pan's a little fuckboy! XD I wrote another one today because I felt bad for having the first chapter being so short! I try to have each chapter be at least 1000 words and the last one was only about 600... *face palms*

By the way, the girl from the beginning of the chapter is Breanna (robbieclan)... She said I could put her in there so why not? XD I'm debating putting myself in there but I might not cause I hate seeing myself in stuff soooo...

Please vote and tell me what you guys think! c:

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