Long ago when children dreamed, there was a place called Neverland. Filled with action, mystery, natives, legends, and mystical creatures. But since It, the Island, appeared everything has been different. Children have stopped dreaming as much, their growing up. Metal cogs can be heard from the Island, strange noises always explode from it. Smoke seems to fill the air around it, the waters are black except at the bottom. Where colors such as grey, green, yellow, and red glow and seem to pulse with life. Neverland soon became Never Neverland, as children stopped telling stories and believing in them. Even Peter Pan had crawled into his hideaway along with his fellow lost boys. Captain James Hook had disappeared one day along with his crew and ship, the day the island appeared. The Natives had been frightened into hiding in caves and underground communities. The Mermaids never should themselves to anyone unless they absolutely needed to. Even the Pixies hid most left for a better place or hid in trees, bushes, or mushrooms. Only the daring or brave walked out in the open, more like the Gifted. A new race had appeared on the Never Neverland, a few days after the Island appeared...