"Yes, he was in the main land doing his own cruel things,"
"Your all bad?"
"What did you expect. Green meadows, blue sky's, flowers and happy little boys. Well if it was you whet sorely mistaken,"
"So... I your telling me you've been lying this whole time? Are we even in never land?"
Peter gave me a sly smile.
"Never land is one word for it but the people in the main land call it hell but according to Greek myths its also called the underworld,"
The color drained from my face.
"That's why no one grows up. Your all dead?"
"Most. Only two aren't but the dead can still be tortured," he said grinning like this was great.
Now I was frightened... What did I get myself into?
I wanted to run in a corner and cry.
"You have to act like a lose boy Alexandra. John, take her to the lost boys. It's time for test number one,"
John grabbed my ruffly by the arm and dragged me past Peter out the door into dark dark wood lit by torches.
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.. He'll kill you," the boy said, calmly.
I turned to John.
"What's your full name?"
"John, John Darling,"
I gasped l," shouldn't you be dead?"
"No one grows up here,"
Before I could ask another question the door to the tree house opened and Peter stepped out.
He walked over to me, getting close so that we where face to face and for the first time I realized he wasn't breathing... He wasn't one of the three alive ones... Then how did he die?
"A game of run and hide,"
My nature being correcting people I said, " Don't you mean hide and seek?"
"Don't correct me girl. I mean his and run. The first one I usually killed but Nathan told told you what will happen?"
"What happens to Wendy," I blurted, " John's sister,"
I looked at John.
" What happens to your sister,"
"Gone," he replied sullenly
My heart skipped a beat... Did Wendy fail to become a lost boy and Peter killed her… If she failed…
What chance do I have?
"Are you ready? Don't worry you won't be the only one playing. Oh, and if someone else is found before you, you can take there punishment,"
My heart was pounding and I so badly wanted to say I wasn't ready but I had a feeling he would kill me if I said that.
I toke a deep breath, " I'm ready,"
"Good. You have 30 seconds to run," he pulled his dagger out of his belt, "Starting... Now,"
I ran threw the forest as faster then I have get run before, tripping over twigged and rocks as in tire threw the forest, the twigs scraping my face and my arms as I ran.
I have to get to high ground I thought as I ran. I f Peter didn't get me the wolfs would.
I climbed a tree, going as far as I could go before stopping.
As I sat up there in the tree hidden by the leaves and even though I was scared i found myself thinking about what was happening when a strange question formed in my head... Was living worth it?
If I was going to be tortured for the rest for eternity was living worth it?
Stop I chided myself it had to be... It was the matter of living and dying I was talking about.
Then I thought about the lost boys I felt kinda of bad for them even if they where all psycho... Then there was
John who was a psycho like all of them but in way different.
Then a thought accrued to me, the lost