The Never Boy

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I wish my phone hadn't died on the way or I'd be taking a picture of my fathers face right now. It was a mixture of confusion and disbelief or maybe he was just constipated. I guess ill never know. All I know is that Peter Pan was most defiantly not a boy and more importantly had a sword to my neck at this very moment. Pan as she calls herself, is very far from being an eleven year old boy and she was very good with a sword it seemed. Also she flies, as if that makes any sense at all. At her comment about my grin I let my lips fall into a straight line, trying not to make her more angry.

"So," she says turning her attention to my father now. "What brings you back to my island, Hook?"

She places her left hand on her hip and flicks her long silky red hair over her shoulder. I finally took another moment to really look at her and she had a round face with cheeks that puffed out when she grinned. Her left cheek has a fair white line running from the middle of her ear to her chin and I noticed that he bare arms were covered in little scars and freckles. From who knows how many years on this island she was bound to be beaten up a little.

I want to look back at my father but I cant seem to bring my eyes away from her. She had this confident air to her that made you want to look at her and see what she was going to do next. She was unpredictable. 

Finally my father pipes up.

"But you're a girl?" He stampers totally ignoring her question. He then slides his sword back into its holder.

Pan moves her sword from my chest to point it at my dads.

"Yes, I'm a girl you daft pirate. A girl that can also kick your ass." She says poking his nose with the tip of her sword. My father scrambles back behind me again. My father truly was an idiot.

She now takes a step towards the both of us again and puts her own sword in the belt at her side. She looks like she might strangle my father but I hold up a hand trying to stop her.

"Look we don't want to hurt you. We just want to make camp." I tell her. I mean my dad probably deserved whatever he had coming but he's my dad. He did raise me, kinda of. Mom and Uncle Shmee did most of the raising, my dad more taught me how to control my anger. This was also because he made me so frustrated often I had to learn to.

" Well that's good to know, Pirate Boy." She tells me before turning back to my father once again. Although I could see her keep glancing at me every few seconds.

Pirate Boy?

"I just want to know why you are back in Neverland, after all this time?" She questions as she bring her face up to his, their noses almost touching.

"I - I well - umm." He stampers.

She takes off into the air flying a few feet over our heads. She chuckles as she watch my father search for something to say.

"What's wrong Captain? Crocodile got your tongue."

Her mouth turns up in a smirk. She was enjoying this way too much.

" PAN! Can a man not bring his son to his homeland in peace?" My father finally exclaims waving his hands in the air. He looks rather unnerved at the mention of the crocodile? What was that about?

She chuckles and fly's right up to me. Getting up in my face as she had done to my father before. He eyes were level with mine and I see that they are a bright shade of turquoise. Like the ocean only more bright and more full of life. 

"So you were serious when you said you were little Hook Jr? Huh. Never thought anyone would marry this old fool." She states matter a factly.

"Well, that's me unfortunately. I'm not even sure why we're on this god forsaken island." I admit to her.

"Well Hook?" She questions once again. "Looks like you've got some explaining to do."

"I already told you. I just wanted to show my son Neverland. Build a life and a home here. That's all I swear." He exclaims.

"Really? Then why did I see boxes full of maps? You're trying to find Pixie Hollow again aren't you?" She accuses him. I see her lift one of her eyebrows while waiting for my fathers answer.

"I don't know what you are talking about? Those maps were so I could show James around?" He tries once again to defend himself.

What was she talking about? Pixie Hollow? As in fairies? I had so many questions. Was she right in suspecting that my dad had another motive to coming to Neverland other than to ruin my life. I didn't think he had that much brain power to come up with this kind of stuff.

"Please, Pan." he pleads. "I swear that's the only reason."

She seems to look between the two of us for a moment. I finally remember that the whole crew is watching this and I become to realize that they were all really afraid of her. A teenage girl was terrifying a crew full of grown men.

"Alright." She concedes. "I'll make you a deal. I'll show James around the Island."

With that she grabs onto my arm and I try to break free but she has a strong grip for a girl. I could seen the smirk forming on her face before she even spoke.

"He'll become my guest until you agree to leave Neverland!" She exclaims. She takes off into the air. Did i mention that she was still holding onto my arm. And I went with her. Yeah, not the way I though my day was gonna go.

"Forever!" She yells from in the air. With that she fly's away from the beach and deep into the Island not looking back.

This was most defiantly not the way I though today was gonna go. Not even close.