Where are we going? Wendy questioned as she followed Devin. All she could see from ahead of her was pitch darkness and only the lantern giving a source of light. Wendy could feel the coldness on the cobblestone floor beneath her bare feet as she wished she could have brought her brown boots with her. After walking for what seemed like forever they stopped at a tunnel that led to an opening and she could hear many voices and glimpses of people rushing past the tunnel. She felt a pull on her hand as Devin led her to were the noises were coming from. When they went inside the tunnel were the voices and people were she looked around surprise. The cave was like a underground like tunnel and it was massive. There was many people walking around, trading things and talking but one thing was that they were only teenagers. No adults. She walked beside Devin trying to get by the people. She could see that there were table stand filled with all sorts of things you can trade, such as mermaid scales, fairy wings, crocodile scales, gems and so much more. How strange. Wendy wrinkled her nose as The underground tunnel smelled musty and malodorous. There were stands that sold food and water.She saw many teens with different color hair and unique eyes. some had honey brown hair, jet black hair with sea green eyes and one with caramel colored hair and olive toned skin. One girl had sunflower blonde hair with these bright blue eyes. Younger teens about the age of fifteen and thirteen came up to her." Miss would you like to buy some bones?" She looked down to see a boy with espresso colored hair and grey eyes with the color of dove feathers. He was holding up some bones of what looked like to be a mouse. " umm I.." She was about to say something when Devin yanked her forward, away from the little boy with grey eyes." Don't be fooled by their cuteness, they cause trouble."

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Lost
FantasyThings changed since Wendy left Neverland. Pan changed. Things got darker. Everything which was once fun and games had now come to a thing of survival. There is an uproar in Neverland; friend is pitted against friend, foes become allies in all names...