Happily, Never After.

Prolouge

Dark, Scary; ways to describe something beautiful, and something dark. I was a little girl, who was frightened...

It all started one night. One night could change forever. And I do mean, forever.

July 27, 1998

It was normal. Everything was perfect. It was my 13th birthday. I was the only girl in the family. Mother had died just a few months before. I didn't feel like celebrating, but Father insisted. I went to bed after saying goodnight to my two brothers, Carlos and Eric. They were 15 and 18. I couldn't sleep, so I went to the balcony.

I could've swore I heard Mother's voice, but I was wrong. I followed what appeared to be a shadow closer and closer to the balcony. Soon, it grabbed me, and took me off to a place called Neverland.

I was taken to a camp, where I met a girl about my age named Wendy Darling. I remembered her. Father had done some business with her father. She was put in a cage.

"Well, young one, what's your name?" I heard a young boy's voice say.

"I-I'm Christel Everdear." I said nervous. "Who are you?"

The voice snickered. "I'm Peter. Peter Pan. And you, Christel, will join my army of the Lost Boys, understood?"

I nodded my head slowly.

"Good. Now go change into these clothes, Chris." He said throwing me a cloak and a pant and T-shirt.

"Yes sir."