"The best thing to do right now is shut up because the words don't erase the pain they cause more"- By The Smart Arse, Haley Cullen
Neverland
The lost soldier's pov
I look around as l walk to the camp. Something just feels off I sense something or someone is coming on the island but I don't know who or what it is. Well, I'm just going to go to the campfire. I watch as the boy's dance and let go, I wish I could do that, let everything go with music, dancing, and a few drinks. It would be fun once in a while to dance the night away. I'm not much of a dancer, though, I prefer my arrows. What? This is Neverland! It's so filled with teenagers who that are without the influence of an adult you would do the same. If you weren't under an adults influence you would probably pick up a few weapons as well. I look to the right and I see Tink (Tinkerbelle) I walk up to her. She looks at me and throws me a look of concern "Four, you alright, you seem a bit off"
"No I just don't feel rig-" I stop and look at my brother Peter
I hear the music getting softer, Peter must be getting tired. Then the music suddenly comes to a stop. He looks at me with a look that confirms my suspicions. He tells me as the lost boys prepare for sleep since it was 1 in the morning by now, "Four meet me in my tent in ten minutes". I nod my head, something is really bad if he had to cut the party short. I was going to head to the tent early when I had remembered something...Rufio
I go to Rufio I see he is talking to the other lost boys. I get closer when I am in front of him I say "time for bed little man" he looks at me and gives me a pout I chuckle at his childishness. This kid is the only thing that makes me feel like I am more than just a soldier anymore that maybe I am important because he needs me to be that older influence in his life. I consider Rufio to be my younger brother even though we are not even related, Peter is my brother as well but he actually is by blood. We rule Neverland together, we are the hearts that keep Neverland alive as long as one of our hearts are alive then the Island stays, and so does the other person. I go to Peter's tent I whistle as a way of 'knocking' since you can't really knock on a tent. I instantly hear a come in, I give peter a look saying we should talk somewhere else and we flash to our thinking tree. When we get there peter has a serious face on.
he says "Hook's on the island"
Well cue all the curse words that I won't mention, "I felt the ship's presence and my shadow he told me, while you were checking on Rufio he checked the sea and confirmed my thoughts of the pirate returning."
I nod my head in agreement and say "I felt it too, I guess Hook just loves losing and being made a fool of, he probably is still after his bloody revenge on killing ya Pancake"
Peter growls at the nickname I give him. Ah! One of the perks of being related to him. He then sighs and continues with the conversation "but he isn't going to get revenge."
That's when peter continues saying "If he comes to the island he won't come back out alive"
I smile slyly "So it's agreed we don't fight the pirates that come to the island unless they have bad intentions," I say firmly.
"Four" peter says,
"Peter," I say back mockingly.
He was about to say something else but I cut him off before he has the chance to say something else "Peter, no we are not going to handle this situation like villains, you are better no we are better than that, plus you are a hero Pan, don't be the bad guy parents think you are, don't prove them right. Neverland is all we have left, what the lost boys have left, we can't just destroy our home by darkness"
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