Lost girl ( Peter Pan's love story)

Chapter 6

Hey guys! So I keep forgetting to say thank you for all the comments! I love them so much and it just makes my day when I read them, again and again and again. There is a picture of the pixies, where ever you would find it! Anyway, here's Chapter 6!
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It had got hotter as we walked to the home tree of the fire pixies. I cut my black leggings to be shorts, and my t-shirt to be a tank. Peter had gone full out by taking off his shirt, again killing me with his abs. He walked in front of me, then calling out to the pixies, " Pixies! I need you!" Soon young girls floated out of home tree, which was up in flames. The girls looked like sprits that turned gold and left burn marks everywhere. The hair looked as if it was liquid gold and their eyes had seen so many things, even though you couldn't see them. "What do you want Peter? We have already done what you wanted, leave us." One of them said. "Actually," he said, "she wanted to come and see the people who sold her out. " He walked closer to them, as if he no longer bother him. They stared at each other for a very long time, for so long I thought they were frozen there with squid ink. "Fine then, we will talk to her." The pixies had finally said. They turned and looked at me. It seemed as if they were looking right through me, like they knew who I was without even asking me any questions.

"What did you want to know, pirate?" They asked, their words like poison.

"I want to know how you knew I was on the ship, even some of the men didn't even know I was on there while they were fighting."

"We see all," They said "we know exactly what happens anywhere, and at any time. " I thought for a moment. If they can see anything and everything, do they know how I was born? Yes Capt. Hook is my dad, but he's my foster dad. My real parents gave me away for adoption. I just wondered what they look like.

" Can you show me who my parents are?" I asked. All The hate in their eyes disappeared, it was replaced with wonder and consideration. They nodded and took me to the center of the burning tree. It was not hot, but instead of heat from the outside of the tree just turned into a glowing warmth. In Center tree, there was an engraved mirror, with fiery details around it. They touched it and closed their eyes. It began to glow a golden color and swirl around like a clouded whirlpool. Then it became very clear.

A tall slender brown haired women walking around with a snarl on her face, holding a chest, about the size of a 4 year old child. She was near the docks, of course late at night. She appeared to not want to be noticed, until she got to where she wanted to be. Which, just happen to be, the Jolly Roger. My father's ship, or at least I thought it was his ship. She walked aboard and caught up with the captain, who was talking with One of the of the boys.

" Hook. "She said, almost angrily. She looked at him with poison in her eyes. Then she shoved the chest in his arms and said," Take it, it's just nuisance anyway." and left.

Hook look at her with wide eyes as she left opened the chest. Inside was a small child, me.

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Hey, so I'm really tired with writing this story, I started writing it when Peter Pan came on to once upon a time, now he's not there anymore and I am getting bored with this story. Sorry if that is such terrible news but if not oh well. But I do want to say, thanks for all the reads and comments, they mean a lot to me.

Any way, for the last time good bye my little flyers!