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There is a reason all of Neverland answered to such a boy, and it is not because he was a kind and cheerful adventurer, like the fairy tales tell. The tales are lies. They cover up the horrors underneath. The fairytales about thrilling adventures and pixie dust,  that naive children adore, are lies.
   Peter Pan is a monster.
Pan, he may wear the skin of a boy, and the sweet smile of a child, but once you get close enough, to Pan-that is, if you survive long enough to take a close look at Pan, you'll see the jagged scars on  his skin and the tint of blood on his wicked smile.
The young innocent boy, kept alive and immortal, never to grow up, that you thought you knew from the fables, he doesn't exist. True, Pan is immortal, but not because of pixie dust or Neverland's magic, no he's kept alive by something far more sinister. After all, everyone has to grow up at some point, even those in Neverland grow old. Peter Pan however, as the stories say, has stayed young and immortal for eaons.
The story of Peter Pan isn't about a young boy seeking adventure, rescuing Indian Princesses from vile, smelly pirates, swimming with mermaids, flying with fairies and visiting Wendy in far off windows. No, that side of Peter Pan's story died when Wendy left  over a century ago.
I suppose Pan wasn't always wicked. Back in the days of Wendy and the Lost Boys, Peter Pan really was as lovely and content as the fairytales immortalized, however, just like how all must grow up at some point, all stories must also end. Peter's story ended when Wendy decided to return to England and live out her life as an adult. Wendy's abandonment cracked poor Peter's heart right down the middle, and as the crack grew so did his anger. At first he took his anger and misery out on Captain Hook and his pirates. Peter's fighting style became more violent, brutal.  Soon the Lost Boys began to question their fearless leader, but Peter took no notice. It wasn't until Toodles returned to England, abandoning Peter as Wendy had, that Peter finally realized his Lost Boys had lost hope in him. Shortly after Toodles, the rest of the Lost Boys escaped, grew up, gave up Peter and Neverland forever.
   The crack in Peter's broken heart splintered and his heart was left in shards. Furious, abandoned and heart broken, Peter sought to take his anger out on his arch nemesis- Captain Hook.  That very night, in a blinding fit of rage Peter snuck into Hook's cabin where Hook lay sleeping defenseless, and Peter attacked. The battle was a short one, after all Peter could fly and had a sword whereas Hook hadn't even a knife to defend himself. The fight moved too quickly, Peter's rage flared and before he knew what had happened Peter Pan's knife had sunk into Hook's heart, stealing the life from Hook and the innocence from Peter.
   Peter Pan fled into the night, flying past the second star to the right, circling the night's sky aimlessly. He had lost Wendy. He has been abandoned by his Lost Boys, and now, as Big Ben stroke one Peter Pan had become a murder. Peter, once a child, now a man stuck forever in a child's body, floated down to Neverland as the remaining shards of his heart turned ashen and wicked. He had nothing and no one left but his rage. Pan's rage consumed him, and in the months to come his rage would bear for him a new reputation, not as the Lost Boy's fearless leader or as an adventurer, but as a cold blooded killer, a crazed murder, a boy driven mad in his grief. For years Pan continued, taking life after life, every night he found a victim and by morning the victim was dead. At first only the pirates died, but soon Indians and Mermaids were discovered murdered in their sleep as well. Even the fairies were no longer safe when one foul morning Tinker Bell was discovered lifeless and with her wings plucked off of her bleeding back.  No one and nothing was safe from Pan and Pan reigned across Neverland, controlling the entire island by fear.
  Pan's wicked reign lasted eaons, centuries for the lives he took added years onto his own life. His murderous ways made him immortal, there was no end to his hopeless reign in sight. Neverland despaired and fell into shambles.
   A sickening cloud of darkness fell over Neverland, until one morning, many, many centuries after Hook's death. At first no one could understand why the pixies were singing once again, for they hadn't sang for many years since Pan had taken to ruling. Indeed, it wasn't until the mermaids whispered to the Nymphs who sang to the woodland animals who squeaked to the Indians that there had been no discovered murder that morning. For the first time in centuries, Pan had not murdered a victim in the night. Amazed, almost daring to hope, the Neverlanders send out a small search party to the tree house where Pan could often be found during the day. Once they arrived, the sight they in took was ghastly, gruesome  and glorious. Pan was dead. During the night, in his insanity, Pan had completed one, final act of murder, the most glorious and gorey one yet. Pan had taken his own life.
   Neverland rejoiced. Pan was dead. The hopeless reign of Peter Pan had finally ended, and happiness returned to the land once again. Pan's body was left to rot in the tree house where they had found him, and no one ever visited the cursed sight again. Thus, the true story of Peter Pan, one where Wendy grew up and old without Peter, the Lost Boys abandoned Peter Pan, and Pan himself was driven into ruthless insanity by the cracks in his darkened heart, is told. Indeed, this is a ghastly, and depressing tale, but it is the true story of Peter Pan.

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