I'm 11 now. I kept track of the days and I knew that I was. But I don't think I could be getting any older at all.
It had been days since I had become a lost boy. We gathered around the camp fire one night. There were spearfights that seemed like a fun idea. There was one by the name of Devin who had serious skill. He won 5 games in a row. "How about you, newbie?" Devin said "Would you like to give it a shot?" I didn't want to "I wouldn't be very good." I said "None of us really are." Devin replied "But I only have my sword." I said. Felix pushed me up.
"If you believe it's a sword, it will be." Devin said. His spear transformed into a sword. "See? Now we're even." I noticed a scar on his cheek. Had he sword fought before and got slashed? Was he even better at it now? "I don't know how to-" I said "Then try!" Devin said and swung his blade. I moved quickly and stopped it with the Vorpal Blade "Pretty good." He said and swung again. I dodged. He kept getting me further back until I backed into a tree.
"What will you do now?" He said. He slashed my face in the same place his scar was. "Ngh!!" I closed my eyes. "That's enough Devin." Felix said and stood up. He grabbed Devin by the arm and brought him elsewhere.
I decided to walk to Lilith's. I knocked at her door. She said "Come in!" And I entered. Her home was decorated nicely. She was looking in a mirror and just finishing brushing her hair. "Oh no, what happened?" She said when she saw blood dripping down my cheek from the reflection of the mirror. "Me being a terrible sword fighter is what happened." I told her. "I am going to teach you, I promise you that." She said, rummaging through her things. She pulled out a blue leaf and placed it on my cheek. I reacted because it stung.
"Solstice leaf. It absorbs blood and helps with the healing process." Lily said. I stopped her for a moment "I didn't come here for this. I just wanted to see you." I said. She just looked at me. "I think you're beautiful, kindhearted, you have a great imagination and you're wonderful in every way. This could be thirty years for us here. And that's still too short." I said, staring into her green eyes.
She smiled "No ones ever said something like that to me before. And my imagination... Imagination is the only weapon in the war against reality." She said. We both leaned in.
And we kissed.
I felt electricity as my lips touched hers I was so sure it was meant to be. We pulled back and I said "I... I think I'm going to go back to the camp now." Lily nodded and I went out the door. "Did you really think you will get away with fooling around with my niece? Hello, I'm Petra Pan, it's not very nice to meet you." A woman said, sitting on a boulder. "Do you have something against me?" I asked "Not if you make me." Petra said with a smirk and disappeared with a cloud of green smoke. I shook my head and walked back to camp. But then I got hit by something and blacked out.
I woke up tied to a tree, I saw one of the lost ones in front of me. He looked maybe 13 or 14. He was holding a knife and pointing it at me. "Let's have some fun, shall we?" He said.
He cut me. "Why are you doing this?!" I said "I love watching others suffer!" The boy said. He was a lunatic! "Release me." I ordered "I'm afraid I cannot do that." He said, looked down and pointed the tip of the blade to my stomach "Mind if I-?" Suddenly an arrow struck thought his chest and he fell.
"Sorry to end the party." Felix said holding a bow. He came to untie me "Thank you" I said. "Don't mention it. The nerve of some boys." Felix said, untying the knots on the other side of the tree. "Now get walking." He said and I did what he told me to.
Neverland was a different part of my life. Nothing like before. I got cuts, still, some worse than the ones I got that day. It was home. A home I disliked. Except for Lilith.
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