Peter Pan: The Lost Boy

I woke up gasping for air, struggling to keep my breath steady. Where am I? What is this place?
I thought looking around at the jungle around me. Great, what did I get myself into now?
I was brushing my hair out of my face when I noticed the deep gashes and bruises all over my arms and legs.
"What the hell?" I said to myself, observing my wounds.
"So sorry about the bruises," someone says in the shadows.
I quickly pull the dagger from my belt and pointed it at the unknown source. I start to take in the visual of a young man dressed in all green, with hypnotizing emerald eyes and light brown hair.
He was attractive no doubt but I could sense how dangerous he was.
"My lost boys can be a little.....rough." he said grinning wickedly.
"Who the hell are you?" I said, trying to control my anger as my dagger sinked into his skin, blood trickling down his throat, but he showed no sign of fear, only amusement.
He laughed evilly,"Oh, did I forget to introduce myself? I'm Peter, Peter Pan."

Note:
I felt that most Robbie Kay Peter Pan stories didn't have the protagonist I was hoping for, so here it is, Enjoy!!!!!!!