Neverland

Part 1: Those Eyes

Disclaimer: This story was originally written by Ariya-angels, so I will pick up where she left off. The first five chapters are hers, so enjoy :)

A/N: Okay, so I've been thinking about this, pretty much since I first watched the two episodes of Neverland back in 2011. It's a REALLY good version of the story of Peter Pan. I fully recommend watching them. They do an amazing job with explaining everything that we know and love about Peter Pan, including the missing shadow.

I chose Neverland, because it really fits along with the whole story of the Quileute wolves and the Cullen's. See, in Neverland, you never grow up. The wolf pack and the vampires don't age. So, instead of Pirates versus the Natives, we have the Vampires versus the Natives. I have the whole tribe instead of just the wolf pack. I explain these ideas better in the story. Just know that there's no fairy dust, the Cullen's are evil (with perhaps, maybe just one possible exception- lol I can hear Waldo saying "How redundant." Lol if you don't know what that's from, I'm sorry, but you had a terrible childhood.)

I don't know if there's any others like this out there, I didn't check. I'm sorry if there is, just please let me know.

If anyone would like to Beta me on this, I'd love it. That is, if I continue it. I really only have about half of another chapter written.

Please read this and let me know if I should continue with this or not! I hope you enjoy!

P.S. I tried to make the names as authentic as possible, but close enough so that I could shorten them down to the original names in the series. Quil's mother's name is Joy, I know. The closest name I could find was Jacy. I apologize.

The cover picture got messed up, so I'll figure something out lol.

Disclaimer: I do not own anything from Twilight or Neverland. I only own this story and my own characters.

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A POV

Run.

That's all I could try to do.

That's what he told me to do.

I don't know how he got them to leave me alone, but I don't care.

I just need to keep running.

Faster.

FASTER!

I willed my legs to keep pushing forward.

Keep going.

I saw a break in the trees and I could feel freedom.

I could feel safety.

I don't know what the end of these trees mean, but I couldn't care.

I know that I'll be safe.

Making it just to the edge of the trees, I tripped over something, and I screamed.

Loud.

Trying so hard to get up, I pushed over past the trees.

Turning my head to look behind me, I ran into a wall... or so I thought.

I felt arms encase around me, and I let out a high-pitched scream. I tried fighting the arms, but they were too strong for me, they just held on even tighter. I kept screaming and crying, repeating the phrases "I'm sorry!" "I promise I won't run away again!" and "Please don't kill me!" over and over again.