Neverland and Peter Pan

Chapter 8

A few days past and everything was going great at the camp. Peter decided to practice fighting with me, one-on-one. He started off teaching me defensive moves. It was pointless trying to purposly hit him, I could only hit him when he allowed it. We go on practicing for hours and I honestly have fun. Peter notices that when we train together and I can tell he enjoys that i'm letting go. He told me that with a bit more training, I could become his thrid in command. I think he made that up. He wants me to be is left hand girl since him and Felix are right handed and I'm a lefty.

Peter was very nice to me, and we still shared his tent. Everything is peachy king between us but it bothers me not knowing where he disappears to some nights. One night in particular, Peter had just left the tent and I didn't think I would be going to sleep anytime soon, I decided to go out myself. Traveling through the trees, I explored. I was minding my own business when the branch I was standing on broke. Someone caught me though and to my dismay it wasn't Pan. 

"Are you lost, little girl?" 

"Um...sorry if i'm intruding. I was just exploring."

The guy who caught me put me down on a branch. He looked at me considerably. I didn't like the feeling of his inspection.

"I'll be going now."

The guy looked sad and confused,

"You're a lost girl?"

"Yeah..."

"Be careful, little girl."

"Why does evryone kepe saying that?"

"Pan isn't known for being a nice mate to girls who come to the island."

"What happened to the other girls?"

"Sometimes he send them back home....other times he offs them once he's got what he needed." the guy leaned in close to me and I leaned away and almost lost my balance. 

"I'd hate to see a pretty face like yours die by his hand. Don't fall for him honey. That's how they usually end up dying."

"Hold up! I'm not your honey. Peter is my friend, he wouldn't hurt me."

"That's what he always says till he gets really pissed off..." the guy stopped talking and looked around me. He whispered to me, "I think he's pretty pissed right now. Be careful, little girl." 

With those words he left very quickly and I heard a very aggitated british vioce behind me,

"Lily!? You shouldn't be out here at this time. It's not safe. What did that faire say to you?"

"That guy was a fairy?"

"Answer my question!"

Peter looked like he was ready to hit someone, particularly me. I was frozen solid for a second.

"He...he...asked if I was lost. Then he asked if I was a Lost Girl and he told me to be careful."

"You should be careful. Faries aren't the nicest species on the island."

"Peter he was warning me about you. You're reputation here is very well recieved now. I don't know what you did to get on everyone's dark side on this island, but don't get me involved in it cuz I think that guy was ready to... I don't know steal me, for being around you. Apparently, you have quite the rap sheet as far as girls as well...I don't know much about that either but-"

"Lily please stop!" Peter looked baffeled by my words. I don't think he wanted me to continue or he'd do something he'd regret. He disapperated from where he was and he didn't reappear. I wasn't going to sit around and wait for him to show up, so I went on exploring. This time, my search was on the ground. I was a ways away from camp and where I saw that guy. 

"Litle girl!" I heard a male voice call. It was the guy from before. I wasn't going to stop but he approached me from behind and stood directly in front of me.

"My name is Gabriel. I didn't introduce myself earlier."

I nodded,

"I'm Lily. I have to go, so...bye." 

I tried walking around him, but he stopped me.

"You can't aviod us, little girl."

"Us?"

Gabriel nodded,

"We're watching, and we know what Pan is. Don't trust him."

"He's my friend."

"He's a bloody demon."

"He said he's human."

"Don't believe everything he says. He has a lot of blood on his hands, little girl. Mermaid blood, Farie blood, human blood, lost boys blood, his lovers' blood. We don't want you're blood on his hands too."

"Peter won't  hurt me, we're friends. He doesn't hurt his friends."

"Tell that to the 15 girls he's killed. They were either lost girls, his girlfriend, or a female creature of the island. Tell that to the 12 mermaids and 25 faries he murdered in cold-blood!!!" Gabriels eyes were coal black and I was backing away. 

"He can change you know. He is a teenager after all."

"Demons don't change."

"I assume that you guys repaid the deaths of your friends with his?"

"He kills one of our and we kill one of his lost boys, but never the girls if there is one. Nobody on the island kills girls but him and the mermaids."

"I have to get going now..." He let me pass but called out,

"You might not have fallen for him but he will fall for you. He can't resist it, girls, they make him supernaturally crazed."

I kept walking and didn't turn back. Gabriels words ringing in my head and ears. By time I made it back to camp, Peter still wasn't back in the tent so I went to sleep. I was beginning to question Peter's motives. First, he makes me his roommate; how many girls has he done that to? Second, he trains with me personally; he's probably done that to impress other giral and  trian the ones that were just terrible. Thrid, he calls me love and watches me intently; that raises too many red flags. Maybe it is best I keep my distance from him. I'll talk to him less, spend more time with the lost boys, maybe teach them to play an instrument. Anything to keep him from getting too close. Anything to not fall for him. Anything to stay alive.