"A new era begins." -Jason Issacs, Peter Pan (2003)
-Third Person/ Omniscient-
Climbing onto the Neverland shores, blood draining from his shoulder, James was soaked with ocean water. Coughing and exhausted, he finally fainted. Not long after, a shadow of some sort appeared above the resting and dieing body. Their boots standing in the sand, the shadow tilted his head. Crouched down now, the shadow started examining James's shot shoulder. "Ah ha, there are you." Said the shadow to themselves after seeing the deepness of the bullet. "Pitiful." They added.
Then suddenly, with their left hand, they sucked out the bullet catching the bloody mess. James gasped as he woke so sudden. Instantly, the shadow stood up and kicked James in his side. "Get up," the shadow spat. "I've got plans for you."
-First Person/Peter-
Misty had gotten me awake finally and we were back on our trail for the first time in a long time. "You know, I never really understood some things about Neverland." I said.
"Like what?" Misty asked.
"Why each being in Neverland chose to stay huddled up and crammed in one area when there is so much land and ocean that not even I have explored yet."
"Oh, well...maybe it's because they never trusted Neverland much...maybe they feared there was too much danger lurking about, like pirates and stuff." I nearly snorted.
"Or they were just lazy." I said. Misty shook her head in disappointment. I laughed.
"What? It's true--"
"You think it's true." She corrected.
"Oh...well...whatever." I waited a while as we walked. "Something else I never understood..."
"Yeah?" Misty urged.
"Why the Indians never used guns or swords as weapons."
"Maybe they never believed in those."
"Right, but they'll make knives and shit--"
"Hey." Misty pointed. We stopped.
"What?"
"I told you never to use that word." She declared. I rolled my eyes.
"You've heard me say it before and haven't said anything." I mentioned.
"That's because I've let it slide thinking for some reason you won't continue to use it." We were walking again.
"You might as well get used to it...I've grown over the last four years without having to please a lady with my manners. It just stopped mattering to me, I guess..." Misty was silent.
"Honestly, Peter..." I looked at her.
"Yeah?" I asked. Misty watched the ground as she walked.
"I actually find it quite attractive." I jumped in front of her.
"AHA! I knew it, I knew!" Misty smiled and rolled her eyes. "Why?" I asked curious.
"It just kind of fits you--I don't know. The fact Peter Pan was wild and careless unlike other boys in the stories I've been told kind of made me fall for you even more." I blushed.
"Does the thought of the boy you fell for--who ends up falling for you--make you feel--like, I don't know..."
"Grateful? Proud? Lucky? Happy? Certainly." She admitted. I blushed and smiled again.
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Thirteen Forever ~Peter Pan Love Story~ <DISCONTINUED>
Romance-Has language and a little bit of SC- It's been years since Wendy left. Maybe a few decades have gone by. Since four years ago, a tsunami has struck Neverland killing everything and everyone. Peter has aged. He doesn't know why everything could've d...
