*Peter Pan’s P.O.V.*
“Alright, Feix, I’m off to the Enchanted Forest for some new Lost boys. You're in charge.” I said walking toward the beach.
“Yes Pan,” he replied.
~ two hours later in the Enchanted Forest ~
I walked around the fire as my new Lost Boys dance around the fire. I keep paying my pipes keeping them distracted as my shadow pick each of them up one by one. Some had passed out from exhaustion. I keep playing for a while till there about 12 boys.
Once all the boys were taken by shadow I threw some pixie dust on myself, and headed for the second star on the right. When I was about half way there, I was ambushed.
By fairies.
Oh, this is just embarrassing. They threw dust at me so I’d go faster and lose control. At this point I had no idea what direction I was going. I could feel the bright light through my eyelids as I went through the star toward Neverland.
I hit the sand hard, and heard the sound of waves crashing on the shore. I rolled over so I was on my back, looking at the sky. I have to admit I was tired. I closed my eyes, falling asleep. Felix would wake me up when he found me, I knew that.
*Maya Nap’s P.O.V.*
“Alright girls, time for diner!” I shouted through the camp. I would usually wait for portal to get back, but for some reason Lillian wasn’t back yet and I was getting late. I sat down on a rock and began to eat my meal. A few minutes later Lily showed up panting.
“Lily! Are you okay? Did the Trolls get you?” I asked in a rush.
She shook her head no. “Something much worse. There’s a boy on the island. He’s at the beach passed out.”
My eyes widened. I grabbed my long bow and some arrows. Lily lead the way to where he was at. We peered through the ferns to see him. He was wearing a red cloak with swirls everywhere. In his hands were a set of pipes.
“You go back to camp; I’ll handle this.”
“But Maya it’s a boy!” she whispered loudly.
“I can handle it,” as soon as she was out of view I creep toward the boy. He had light brown hair that was straight from what I could tell. Probably around my age. I leaned down to brush the hair out of his face. He grabbed it before I could do anything.
“Don’t touch me,” the boy said with a british accent.
I pulled my hand back and stood up. He stood up as well.
“What’s your name boy?”
“The question is, what’s your’s?” he asked raising an eyebrow.
“I’ll ask the questions here.”
“No you won’t. This is my island. Who are you? Why are you here? There’s no girls allowed on Neverland.”
I broke down laughing. This kid thought it was Neverland. I was on the ground now.
“What’s your problem?”
“You think this is Neverland,” I said between giggles.
“Well of course it’s Neverland. What would it be if it wasn’t?”
“This,” I threw my arm out around me, “is Landnever. A place with trolls, naiads, and cowboys. And most importantly, Lost Girls.”
He gave me a look like I was crazy.
“Get off my island.”
“It’s not yours. It’s Maya Nap’s. Mine. It’s mine.”
“This is Neverland not Landn-”
“Duck!” I pushed him down and sstot a troll that was emerging from the woods. He turn to see what I shot. “Believe me now?”
He stayed quiet and didn’t respond.
“Come on, follow me. You can stay at our camp for the time being.”