Warrior

Silent

**Emmy POV**

"Wendy? Of course! What was I expecting? I was wondering when I was going to meet you on this island." I exclaimed. Tinkerbelle, Wendy and Tiger Lily looked at me, each giving me a strange expression.

"Oh never mind, none of you would understand anyway. Let’s just get out of here before Peter comes back ok?" I asked and they all nodded.

We quickly ran out of the tree hut and ran out of the camp while Tinkerbelle was looking around shocked at how all the boys lay on the ground asleep.

No one bothered us, so we continued to run out of the camp.

Once we were a little ways from the camp, we all stopped running and then I, with the help of Tiger Lily, explained our plan to get out of this island once and for all and to bring the book with me so that Peter could never have it.

During this time, Wendy stayed silent behind us and never spoke, however she did show signs of interest about the plan.

Tinkerbelle was all for it but she came up with the idea to go with me, instead of just hand over pixie dust. I guess she does not trust me then.

Since Tinkerbelle was robbed of all her magic thanks to Peter, we all had to go first to Tinks Tree House

We were half way there when Tinkerbelle stopped me, letting the others go up in front of us.

"What is the matter?" I asked her confused. She shook her head.

"Nothing is the matter Emmy. It is just, that I sold you out. I told Pan that you held the real book-- “I cut her short.

"It does not matter. I knew that Peter was going to find out sooner of later. He still does not have it and look where we are now. Peter is most likely out cold and we are almost to skull rock." Tinkerbelle shook her head again.

"You don't get it Emmy. Pan is smart. It would be stupid to say otherwise. The chances are small that he actually ate the food once he felt the sleepy feeling coming. Most of the lost boys are stupid so they wouldn't notice a difference." Tink responded with annoyance.

"Wait so you think he is still out here and watching us?" I asked horrified. Tink nodded.

                          

"A quiet Peter Pan is more dangerous than a loud outgoing Peter Pan. Because of that, I think I should give you this." She replied as she handed me an old bag that was strung up at the top.

"What is this?" I asked as I started to open it but then Tink stopped me.

"You don't want to do that. In here is octopus ink that when you touch you freeze in place and cannot move. This bag was Alex’s. I gave it to her and told her to put octopus ink in here when she first arrived because funny thing, octopus ink cannot dry out on Pixie leather. Trust me I know." She replied. I stared inside the bag and saw coats of dark purple ink covering the bag from the inside.