The Lost Boy

Chapter 7

*Sebastian POV*

I was having a blast in Neverland! Yesterday we went to mermaid lagoon and I got to meet Ariel, however Kendall wasn't able to come because the other mermaids would have gotten jealous of her for being with Peter Pan. The day before Yesterday Peter Pan took me to skull rock, where Kendall met us and shared the story of how Pan and she met. It was funny because in the story she mention a girl named Addison and how she was close friends with her. Kendall said she lives in the real world now. It was a curious thing, Addison's personality matched up with my mom's. Honestly speaking, what are the chances my mom knew Kendall and Kendall knew my mom?

Today Pan is taking me for my first hunting lessons. I'm overly excited and don't know how well I will be at it.

"Ready to go Sebastian?" Peter asked

"I'm more than ready, I'm pumped!" I responded

"Okay make sure to save that energy for the game, remember you have to be super quiet or else it will scare the prey away."

"Will do Peter Pan Sir!"

He gave me a bow and I must say that I'm pretty darn good with the weapon. Of course that is with a still target and lots of practice. I'm not so sure how well I will do with a rapid animal running away for its life.

"Sebastian, look over there." Peter whispered while pointing

"Where?" I whispered back

"11:00"

I looked where 11:00 would be on a clock and saw the wild pig. We crept through the bushes slowly but surely so we could get as close as possible. The pig was minding its own business and grazing on some lushes grass. It was a bright green and pretty long two. There were also flowers and trees to provide shade. A nice breeze blowing across the top of the grass making it sway in the same direction.

"Are you ready Sebastian?" Peter whispered

"More than ready!" I whispered back

We reached the closest point to the wild pig, if we moved any closer it would get suspicious. I pulled my arrow backing in the bow aiming as best I could. Aiming and fire! The arrow flew through the air in a slow motion sort of way and crack! I just almost hit it. The pig jump with startle and started running. Okay well here goes plan B, I started bolting toward the creature with my two daggers at hand. Thinking to myself my mother would not approve I continued because like hell she isn't here.

I paced myself because surely the wild thing couldn't run for long. It began to slow down and I sped up with Peter running after yelling:

"Sebastian it's okay! We can go hunting another time and maybe you'll get it!"

"I'm not about to give up Pan!"

*Peter's POV*

Oh my gosh, he is just like his mother! Stubborn as hell.

I was gaining on the creature, brought his dagger up and ready to throw, and took his shot. It went flying through the air cutting against the wind and spat!!! I heard a slit whimper and the pig fell to the ground. Just to make sure he stabbed the pig one last time with the other dagger.

I began to slow down and catch my breath. This little guy keeps amazing me by the second! I walked up to him as he sat on the ground with amazement.

*Sebastian's POV*

"Peter I caught it, I really got it!" I took a sigh of relief.

"Sebastian, I'm so proud of you! You amaze me every single day you are on this island. You stuck with your target and didn't give up! The world needs more people like you!"

My eyes began to water as I heard Peter say these words.

"All I ever wanted were people to be proud of me." I said looking up at Peter.

Peter smiled at me reaching out his arms, I jumping into them as a few tears streamed down my face.

"Sebastian, you are loved by everyone. It may not feel like it sometimes, but I promise you there will always be people out there who care for you."

"P...P...Peter I don't kn..kn...know what to say, but thank you. You've given me the true family I've always wanted and taken me in when I needed it most." I stopped speaking since tears had taken over me.

"Welcome home Sebby!" Peter said giving a comforting smile, "Now let's get you back to camp little guy!"

Peter wiped the tears from my cheeks and carried me back to camp.