"Excuse me, I'm looking for Peter? Have you seen Peter? He's about this tall, wears funny hat all the time and sometimes flies."
"I'm- I'm Peter?"
"Oh really? Peter! I've been searching you for a whole night! This place has changed so much!"
"no, uh, I'm- I'm Peter Parker, the wrong Peter I think?"
"Oh, oh I'm so sorry! I'm Wendy, nice to meet you Wrong Peter!"
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Wendy Darling had been wandering around the mysterious parts of the Neverland. She had ignored Tinkerbells anxious mumbling and still entered the ancient cave that no one had dared to investigate.
Before she knows it, she finds herself being hurled through time, space and worlds into the land where HYDRA has fallen and Avengers are keeping the peace.
So much has changed. The young girl now must learn to navigate through the modern world with only a small amount of pixie dust, faith and a whole lot of trust.
But Pans and Wendy's old enemies are coming, and they don't intend to lose this time.
*Captain Hooks spies saw Wendy go into the cave and they followed in pursuit, finding the wormhole to Earth.
*Captain Hook who finally has another portal can start recruiting people again (the previous one was pulled down by the pixies, but now Hook has killed 70% of them through years, taken 20% hostage and the rest are still in the wilderness.)
* Once he starts stealing and brainwashing people (his new crew), he wants to be apart of this new world, he wants to own it. (because he is a crazy son of a b and has self esteem issues, wants to be worshipped)
*Wendy just wants to rediscover the world, and finds her way ti Peter who is more then confused and very awestruck when Wendy flies. They form a bond, but since she's got nowhere to go, he calls her over to his place, explaining Aunt May everything. He doesn't want to bother the Avengers much about the news of Wendy Darling being real, and he's also scared of what they might to do her.
*I don't know, the idea is random but hey, I love Peter Pan and Marvel, so, why not mix them together?
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