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Little Lost Girl

A Peter Pan Fan Fiction

By Kellie DoughertyPublished 6 years ago 4 min read
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Chapter One.

Peter Pan, was not a little boy, at the time he had met the writer; he was young, he wasn’t yet a full leader of the lost boys, and to him Neverland was just a vacation. Peter was older now; he was eighteen, he was a leader, a warrior, a king.

He spent his few days and nights as a child talking to a man, a writer. The stranger said all he was asking for were stories. He had heard them from cities and children, the boy who never grew up. He had heard of daring sword fights and beautiful mermaids. When Peter had heard what the man was asking for, he had gathered the lost boys, sat inside the tree house and he told his stories. He told the writer of the time he fought hook, and the one time where he brought a girl to the island.

"What was so special about this girl, Peter?” Was the first question the writer had asked.

Peter had flown off his seat at the question and began to fly about the room. All the boys watched with a nod as he sat upon his makeshift thrown.

“What was special about Wendy?” Peter spoke almost as if the writer had told a joke, there was a huff of laughter in his voice.

Swinging up from his spot on the floor, Slightly rushed up to a branch and hung from it. “Wendy! She was our mother!” His excited voice reached a excited squeal as he recalled his memories of the Darling siblings and his almost-mother.

“Now hush slightly, she was taking care of us, like all girls do,” was all Peter said in response to his second in command as he crossed his arms and legs.

The rest of the boys were sitting down around the writer as he started to ask Peter the same question again.

“Well? Peter? What was so special about this little girl?”

“Well Wendy! She was the first normal girl I ever met. She took care of me and the lost boys when we were hurt and sick while she was here. She became their mother, and she nurtured them, and I protected her. Till she wasn’t happy... And she missed her own mother.” Peter recalled as he watched the faces of the lost boys, all of their faces turned into frowns.

“So then what happened, Peter?”

“We took her home...” whispered Nibs, receiving a frown from Peter, it was then that the writer got a look from the twins and got a small. “We don’t talk about it,” from the both of them.

“Tell me about Hook?”

He told him everything, about how he fought the pirates for years, long after Wendy had left. Every time she was brought up, Peter would bring up another wonderful memory of their year together, only two days in normal time. He spoke of how the mermaids tried to drown Wendy and how peter sat there laughing.

Looking back at it he should’ve protected her, if he saw her now, he would protect her.

Peter had spent eight long years fighting pirates and evil fairies, he fought everything imaginable. It didn’t give him much time to think about anyone else except the lost boys and his friends. No one ages past eighteen in neverland. So as the years rolled by he got stronger, more cunning during his wars. He and Tiger Lily had been best friends for years and with the battles finally ceasing for a little while, she couldn’t help speaking to Peter about the only thing concerning her to date.

“Peter? When will you go see her?”

Tiger Lily remembered Wendy, she remembered the way Peter looked at her, knowing that Peter would never look at her that way had once broken her heart, but she had seen the hurt in Peter's eyes after she had left.

“Maybe, when there’s peace when it’s safe, I’ll find her.” He spoke in almost a whisper as he sat next to her in her tent.

She stared at him in disbelief, “When there’s peace? Peter, this is the most peace we’ve had in eight years! Go now! Me and Tink will take care of the boys...” she urged him.

He shifted his weight on the ground as he sat up, “I don’t know, I obviously trust you with the boys, and I trust Tink as well... But it’s been so long, She’s probably much happier, growing up.”

She let out a soft laugh placing her hand on his shoulder and giving him a small smile, “No one is happy to grow up Peter; just go visit her. If she pushes you away, so be it.” She paused for a moment looking at her friend, “Plus, who says no to a king?”

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