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Fandom Neverland into Darkness (Twisted Peter Pan RP)

wonderboy1234

The New Boy Wonder
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Captain James Hook has been attempting to get his hands on the Fairy Dust ever since he and his Pirates landed on Neverland.


It's the year 2001, Hook's latest attempt to get his hand on the fairy dust unlocked a dark evil that that Peter and the Fairies had locked away over a millennia ago. An evil entity was released so powerful that it took over Neverland manipulating and twisting the island darkness.


The island has become a dark mysterious island full off hazards and dangers around every corner located in the mysterious and dangerous Bermuda triangle. It has made most of the lost boys are truly lost. What they've lost is their minds. They've gone mad because of the island's new dark power. They are a savage bunch who hunt and kill for fun and sport, rarely out the necessity or need of survival.


The pixies have lost their sweet and lovable ways. They are a violent breed. They guard their magic dust with their lives and aren't afraid to kill or die to keep it in their possessions. The pirates have always been a cruel and evil bunch who want the fairy dust. But the darkness has caused them to become more violent and more


They're much more than a bunch of bumbling idiots with a swords. Led by Captain James Hook they are bloodthirsty and refuse to take no for an answer when it comes to stealing the magical dud from the pixies. The only thing hook wants more than the dust is revenge on Peter for cutting off his hand.


The Indians are the only sane group on the island. Tired of the pirates trying to steal their land they have made an alliance with Pan and the few lost boys that have remained sane.


Finally their are the mermaids or should I say sirens. They swim in the waters of Neverland and work for hook. Their enchanted song can be heard all over the island. It's purpose, to lure lost boys and Indians to theirs death if they get to close to the shore.


Peter,the Indians, and the few sane lost boys must lock away the evil entity away so Neverland will go back to being a happy place meant for fun and adventure.


(Read the overview and Peter's character sheet for more history/lore.)

 

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Peter stood on the highest peak of Neverland. He could see the valley below and the shadowy fog that was growing inwards from the outsiders of the island. The darkness was back. It has warped his boy's minds. Most of them were now nothing more than feral beasts. He only had the twins, Curly, Ace, Robby, and of course Rufio at his side now. Peter thanked whatever God there was that the Indian's camp was up in how mountains, where he stood now. They were above the fog and it would take a long time for it to rise that high. They would be able to stay uncorrupted by the darkness allowing Peter ta have a group of allies. The fairy's in the woods had their pixie dust and only a corrupt few had joined The Darkness. Peter thought of Tink. For once she wasn't flying above his shoulder. He knew if he called she could come but he didn't want to bother her. Peter jumped off the cliff and let his body fall and rocket down the ground. He giggled and smiled happily as the wind hit his face. Just before face planting he stopped himself in the air and levitated doing a flip before gently lowering himself onto the ground. His bare feet sinking slightly into the dirt. He was now under the fog. He drew the dagger at his hip and gripped it tightly.


A voice behind him spoke. It was deep, distorted, and full of evil.


"Peter," it snapped in a harsh tone. Peter whirled his head around saw the figure robed in shadows. Peter let out a war cry and slashed with his whole body at the shadow. A giant curved and irregularly shaped blade flew from The Darkness's robbed sleeve. It deflected Peter's slash and the boy tumbled to the ground.


"Now, now Peter...is that anyway to greet an old friend," the voice behind the hood said. The sword was sheathed back into the sleeve and the hood was removed. The figure shrunk and soon the robe became too big for the figure inside it. The robe was thrown aside and disintegrated into the fog. Before Peter stood a blond haired boy. The shadow had changed his form to that of a twelve year old boy.


"We had fun times together Peter...don't you remember your old friend Tootles?" The boy asked.


Peter bared his teeth and growled,"You're not Tootles! He died protecting Neverland from your darkness!"


Peter crouched up like a mountain lion ready to pounce on its prey, "You killed Tootles. You corrupted his mind with your dark vision...you took his soul from that form...you are darkness, pure evil. You are not Tootles."


Peter gripped his dagger rightly and jumped into the air pouncing on the possessed shell of Tootle's old form.


"You killed him!" Peter shouted in anger driving the dagger into Tootle's flesh. Tootles turned into a black most and flew around Peter. Peter fell through the mist and rolled. He started getting to his knees when he turned. Tootle's had the Darkness's jagged crooked cutlas in his hand.


"Nighty night Peter Pan!" Tootle's swung the blade at Peter and everything went dark.


A second layer Peter shot up in his bed in the treehouse. He was panting, sweat covered his brow. He looked to the bed next to him where Rufio slept peacefully. He looked to his left and saw an empty bed. Robby wasn't in his bed. Then he felt something emitting heat clinging to his side. It was Robby the boy was cuddling up against his side deep in dreamland somewhere. Peter smiled and gently detached Robby from his waist making sure not to wake him. Peter checked all the lost children's beds. They were all still asleep. Peter needed fresh air. He picked his dagger off the chest at the end of his bed and went outside sitting down quietly at the entrance. Peter took a deep breath and let the cold night air brush against his skin.
 
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Tinkerbell had been flying around the island gathering things she would need. She could be seen in mostly her small pixie form she would sometimes take a human like form. She however preferred her small form. Tinkerbell was collecting her last herbs and turned for home with rhe lost boys and peter he was the only one she really liked.She flew back with a squeak at the heavy bag she carried. It weighed her down.She how ever made it back with effort. She dropped the bag on the table and went to check for Peter.


Peter wasn't in his bed she frowned and fluttered. His bed was empty except for a boy named Robby. She fluttered her wings and went around till she found peter. She landed lightly on his shoulder and touched his cheek with her tiny fairy hands. Her face was genuine and held a concerned look for the boy. He had saved her just as she had saves him. They were the best of friends. Sometimes Tinkerbell got jealous of others being near him she how ever has now accepted most of the lost boys.


Tink flapped her wings and then sat gently on the boys shoulder again. She knew he had a bad dream.She wasn't going to pry. She would just be there as a friend.


Irish Ice Queen
 
The ground of the forest softly crunched underneath him with each step he took, his piercing brown eyes doing their best to navigate through the dry fog that clung in the Neverwood. His right hand was tightly clutched to his blade, always prepared for anything to pop out. Then again Ace was always prepared, or well tried to be. Ace was used to traveling alone through the island, but ever since the darkness settled in, he was on edge. He was north of their tree House close to the lake that lay near the center of the island.


After trekking through woods for a whole, he finally arrived at the lake shore, the lake barely visible about the fog. Ace took a seat against the tree and sat in silence with only the sounds of the woods around him.
 
With a quick swing of his hook, there was blood spurting onto the ships deck, "All of ya!" He yelled with his voice thick and raspy, "If ya don't start working, or doing what I say, you're all ending up like him!" Hook finished using his hand to point to the body seizing on the ground as blood slowly puddled around him onto the wooden floor. "Now get this decaying vermin off of my bloody ship!" He growled storming away, using his jacket to wipe the blood from his hook. Hook got into his chambers on the ship an locked the door with a much too exaggerated sigh, he turned to the table which had multiple maps covering any surface on the table; where was the Pixie dust located, that's all he needed.


Speaking of Pixie's; Delven never stayed in one place too long, it may not have been good for his tendencies to get lost. But if he didn't travel too far he always found his way back to the tree house. This particular time he happened to get lost, and to stay hidden he stayed in pixie form. It helped him navigate faster, at least that's what he told himself, one thing he knew for sure was that he was about to come into full body contact with water below him. A loud smack sound could be hear from the lake along with wet wings helplessly flapping against the surface to get airborne once more. This was not going to happen, not with wet wings. So Delven changed forms and went from small to a lanky 5'6" male with long hair, black like the sky walking out of the lake and walking straight into one of the allies of his allies. So a friend. He made a small 'tsk' sound with his tongue hands on his hips, standing in front of Ace, "If Peter knew you were here, well..." Delven's slight European accent managed to lace itself into his tone.
 
Curly shifted restlessly in his bed faking sleep when Peter awoke and then went right back to restlessly shifting. This has been going on for nights now. No matter how tired he is his brain won't rest leaving him awake just so he can frantically check on the others every few minutes as his worry and fear overwhelms him. The same worry and fear that has been sitting in the pit of his stomach growing and waiting to strike since the darkness began taking over. These weren't for him but for the lost boys. He worried and feared that one day he will wake up alone the lost boys all dead or turned by the darkness.


Sighing with irritation as they grew to strong to ignore again he got up and checked to make sure everyone was alright. He frowned worriedly when he noticed that Ace wasn't in his bed again having once again slipped past him. He hated it when Ace went off by himself even more now with the darkness out there. They were a family as far as he believed and family stayed together making sure they each knew they were loved. When Ace went off by himself he felt like his family was incomplete.


Frowning at his own depressing thoughts he briefly pondered the idea of fetching Ace himself so he wouldn't be as worried but knew he wouldn't. Ace left for reasons all his own. Personal reasons that had nothing to do with him so as much as he hated he had to let him work them out by himself and just be there to support him when he needs it just like he would any of the others.


The sound of whimpering brought him out of his thoughts and he looked up from the ground to see Robbie shifting around probably in the midst of a nightmare. Sighing at the familiar sight he went and carefully picked up his small form. Robbie calmed in his arms and gripped his shirt tightly in his sleep as he gained the comfort he needed to dream happy dreams. Griping him tightly he nuzzled his blonde hair to comfort himself as he layed him down on his own bed and crawled in with him. Wrapping his arms around him he buried his face in his hair and sighed as his emotions finally calmed enough for him to sleep. His arms tightened around him as darkness began taking over his vision as he swore the same promise he has sworn every night since he first arrived in Never land.


I swear to protect you all as best as I can or die trying
 
Robby jolted out of his sleep, his blonde hair bouncing and spun with that little, delicate head of his. He noticed Peter was missing almost immediately, whimpers aching from his red lips and hands flailing to feel his way out of the bed. He knew who might know where's Peter was, his little hands rubbing at one sleepy eye, then the next. He had felt the other form, staring at Curly quietly. He giggled, kissed his head, then crawled out quietly.


His feet caused him to stumble, and he did, none stop. He fell out of the bed, not forgetting to grab William, a and drag him along on his quest. Once free of those blankets, the sweater clad child bounced slowly to Rufiohs bed and shoved at his arm, pushing him almost out of it and climbed in.


He was like a little ball of heat, his cheeks rosy and Hands warm as he pawed Rufiohs side. "Wake up." he ordered sweetly, licking his little finger and poking it into his older friends ear. He giggled, waiting for him to notice the wet feeling..
 
"Alex! Help me!" Alex's twin sister shouted for him as she was getting dragged by the Sirens. Alex panicked and reached out for his sister's hand. "Don't let go of my hand Adwen!" Alex commanded when he finally grabbed Adwen's hand, "I'm not letting you go." Alex tried so hard to pull his sister up on the shore but it was helpless, the Sirens were stronger than him. He knew that in no time, he'll be drag down in the ocean as well. Alex could feel Adwen's hand slipped slowly out of his hand, "don't you dare let go Adwen!" He looked at Adwen in he eyes and she looked at him with sad eyes. "Sorry Alex," Adwen smiled then let go of his hand. One of the sirens came straight at him and before she could grab him, the darkness took over his vision.


Alex opened his eyes and realized that he was in bed, with his sister sleeping on the bed next to his. He sat up and sighed, "it was just a dream Alex. Just a dream." Alex got out of bed quietly and noticed that Peter weren't in his bed. He walk out of the treehouse and found Peter sitting near the entrance. "You're up early today Peter," Alex said quietly.


Adwen was awoken by the sound of Robby's giggles. She sat up on her bed and watch as Robby went over to Rufioh's bed. She turn to look at her brother's bed that were next to hers and realized that Alex wasn't in bed. She panicked, where did he go?! Adwen got out of bed and pick up her bow and arrows then quietly walk towards the exit. Adwen stopped when she heard her brother's voice and sighed. He nearly gave me a heart attack! she thought and walk back to her bed. Adwen put her bow down and lay down on her bed.

Blue - Adwen


Blue Italic - Adwen's thoughts


Green - Alex
 
Peter smiled at the ball of light that twinkled around him and sat on his shoulder.


"Hi Tink," Peter said with a smile. He took his finger and gently held it out for her to climb onto. He wanted to look at her. The cold night winds blew against the skin on his bare arms. He now wanted nothing but to climb back into bed or light a small fire in the chimney.


Alex came out and looked at him. Peter chuckled at the boy's remark. He merely nodded. The darkness had barely even started coating Neverland but he could feel the dark power taking control. He was intertwined with the island. It felt him and he felt it. The island was alive and thrived when Peter was there. When he left the island didn't thrive. The waters froze over and forests died and became covered in snow. He didn't know why, he always just assumed that it had something to do with being the one who had locked Tootles away those years ago. He stood up and patted Alex's back.


"I guess I am," Peter stated. He nudged his head toward the door to the treehouse.


"Get back inside...you'll catch a cold out here," he said.
 
"Hello Peter." Tink squeaks in her small voice. She had a normal voice in her normal size.


Tinkerbell climbed up onto his finger and and sat there. She looked over at Alex and flew up to Peter's shoulder as he got up. She made a small squeak to say Peter should go in as well.


Tink curled up on his shoulder. She was tired of flying about, she had been up all night getting things for the boys, herbs and fruit.


Tinkerbell loved Peter, he was her best Friend and family. She closed her eye's as she rested gently on his shoulder. This was the only place Tink felt safe enough to sleep. As Tink closed her eye's, she yawned it came out like a small squeak, her wings fluttered and relaxed. Tink covered her body with her wings the night was chilly and not much wind resistance on Peter's shoulder.


Irish Ice Queen
 
Conner stands at the tip of the boat watching Hook slaughter one of the crew mates. "By the time we find the faires half our crew well be died by hook." Conner laughed. "And thats fine by me, more pixie dust for us." He walked towards the body and watched two men carry him towards the side of the ship. "You two gets some mops and clean this up. i dont want any of this getting on my boots or Captain Hook's." He stepped over the growing puddle of blood and watched the captain walk into his room. captain we will find those dreaded fairies and damned los children.


Conner walked into the room after Hook and watched him take a seet before saying anything. "Sorry captain to inerrupt, But is there anything i might be able to do for you." He was very loyal to the Captain and tried best to never upset him. Conner made it his duty to stay by the Captain side and be his loyal sevant. Yes it did get tiresome and irritable at times but he never looked at it that wya it took it as a step closer to there immortality. (And @Hi Im Red can you state my rank umongst the crew in your next post.)
 
Hook kept at the map, staring at the lagoon, that would be where they headed next. To see the sirens and to have them know what this search meant to Hook, like what he's done with the whole crew. The door to his chambers had open and he was about to turn and slaughter yet another one of his men until his First Mates's voice rang through his ears. "Yes, Connor," Hook said turning and facing him. "I want you to tell the crew to turn the ship towards the lagoon and to be there before sunset or I will take off another head!" His voice grew with his anxiousness to get his hands on the pixie dust. "I've felt the wonders of this dust, I've seen what it can do. And boy, you and I will be the most morbid things to walk on Neverland. We will cease all control. Who needs a crew, when you have a whole island suppressed to our will, under our control. This pixie dust will be the end of those dreaded lost boys. But in order to get there, we must go meet with the sirens. And I want to be there before sunset!"
 
"Come on~" Robby whined, seeing Rufioh wasn't going to wake up startled by his sudden cold and wet finger in his ear. So, instead, he rubbed away the sticky residue on it, and slipped off the elder's bed. He waddled about, aimlessly, until he remembered his mission. He slowly stumbled about, clutching his teddy until he got to the door. He quickly scurried out of the way once one of the other lost boys, Alex was it?, came in and pushed past him. He stared as he went, before peeking outside.


"Peter~" he crooned, slowly peeking out and clutching his ragged little teddy to his chest. He opened the door fully, stumbled out into Peter's back end and quickly hugged him. "Peter~ Found you!" he giggled, before frowning, looking up at him and then out among the trees and forests. He looked back up at his friend, his hands clung now.


"You scared, Peter?" He asked softly, in the most gentle and sweetest voice he had spoken in in a long time. "I make you not scared."
 
Conner nodded at Hook. "No one will ever dare cross paths with us." He walked out the door and closed it. "Alright you embacils Captain Hooks wants us all on deck, He wants to be at the Lagoon by sunset. If anyone wants to slack off you will be thrown over ship as an offering." He walked up the stairs toward the Ships wheel. He looked at the navigator who was snoring. "Bolton get your old arse up and steer the ship. The Captain wants us to the Lagoon before sunset." Conner wasnt as blood thirsty as hook, he was the main reason most of the crew was still alive. Bolton was about 70 years old but was as sturdy as any of the men there. "Botlton dont let the Cap find you like that i wont be able to protect you then." Th old man smiled and nodded and Conner walked to the front of the ship and watched the waves gently hit the boat.
 
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Peter smiled at Robby when he saw him. "Hey little one,"Peter said smiling,"Yes you did find Peter. He just wanted some air."


He was heading back inside to check on his boys and Robby was one of the lost children he always worried more about. Robby needed more attention and a more special kind of attention than the other lost boys. Peter knelt down and scooped Robby up into his arms. He bopped Robby on the nose and smiled,"NO...Peter Pan be scared?! Never!"


He carried Robby back into the treehouse with Tink sleeping soundly on his shoulder. Peter sat Robby down on his bed and ruffled the boy's hair before he went and stood in the middle of the room. He placed his hands on his hips and crowed like a rooster,"AR! AR! AROOOOO!"


He was the alarm clock that woke up his lost children.
 
The morning sounds of the Neverwood slowly woke up Ace, he stretched out against the tree he had slept by, his brown gaze looking upward to the faint light that managed to seep through the gloomy fog. "I should head back," He muttered softly to himself as if in fear to be heard by someone. The fifteen year old rose to his feet and began the short trek back to where he and the rest of the lost boys lived, this was basically an every day thing. He would sneak out at night, fall asleep somewhere out in the woods, and then swiftly go back to to the tree house right before or just after everyone had already woken up.


Ace arrived back after ten minutes and made his way down into the burrow only to see Peter cawing like a rooster, he couldnt help but suppress a laugh, it was nice that Pan always did things like this. Especially for the longer lost boys like Robbie and the twins. With a small yawn, Ace settled down in his bed, sitting up against the wall as he rest of the lost boys woke up.
 
Robby covered his ears when Peter crowed, like he usually did, and smiled brightly. He liked the excitement, but sometimes a loud teenager can get on his little nerves. He was also very sensitive to sound, touch and light, and the loudness just wasn't working with him today. But he smiled anyways, giggling at Peters comment that he could NEVER ever be afraid or sad. (I forgot which it was xD )


Robby got up, sprang over to Peter and wiggled his bottom like he was doing a little dance, but he clung to his leg, and waited quietly while the others awoke. He finally got the courage to ask Peter quietly.


He tugged on the other boys shirt gently, whimpering a bit, before twisting his legs in a knot. "Peterrrr..." he whined.


"Peter, you take make to potty??" he asked, breath rough. He didn't want to upset the other, but he might go in his pants and he wasn't given a treat for that...
 
Peter smirked at Ace as he snuck into the treehouse and sat down on his bed before Peter had crowed. Now that Peter had crowed he needed the boys to start messing around with ingredients and try and cook something. It wasn't like they could just use there imagination and make food appear from thin air. Neverland was magic but it wasn't that magic.


Peter felt two little hands paw at the hem of his tunic. Peter looked down and saw Robby and smiled. Taking Robby to the potty was one of Peter's duties. Robby had special needs and it was up to Peter that those needs were met. He had after all taken the boy from his home and flown him to the mystical island where they all lived. Peter nodded and took Robby's hand. "Come on little one. Let's go to the potty," Peter said. He started to walk towards the door before he looked over at Ace on his bed.


"Make sure they get up and cook something decent today...and watch them! This place can't burn to the ground," Peter said. He smiled at Ace hoping he understood his orders and he left the treehouse holding Robby's hand. He let go and looked around.


"Go find a tree. I'll be here waiting. Call if you need anything," Peter said ruffling Robby's hair,"And don't go too far like last time. I don't have an hour to just look for you." Peter stuck out his tongue teasingly and hugged Robby before he turned the boy around and gently patted his bum telling him to get going.


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Robby quickly coddled and cooed hhappily as his big brother took his tiny hand. He woddled outside with him, and peeked up, listening, then nodding and slowly walking towards the trees as his little bottom was patted. A tree...a tree...which tree...he found a great big one a smiled, slowly fumbling with his messy and dirty little jeans.


He finally got them undone, dropped them so his naked little bottom was facing Peter, and gripped the tree. He went quickly, falling down once he finished and scurrying to pull the pants back up.
 
Conner went to his room at the bottom of the ship. It was set of to look like a fancy room that was made for a pronce. He laid across the bed a pulled out his sword. He looked at the reflection of him in it. "The lost boys should be cooking breakfast about now." He shooke his head and reached for a knife and threw it at a picture of peter pan stuck to his wall by many other knives. He walked over to the window and looked out. He couldmore clearly see the water form her. "What a beauty, no wonder i left the lost boys for this." Conner couldnt imagaine himself anywhere but on the sea. He breathed in the sea are and walked towards a desk in the corner of his room. He opened a drawer that held a picture of neverlland. It was engulfed in a beautiful mist and magical sunshine. "Neverland a place of pixies and magic, It disgust me how girly it seem. But it holds the power thatll make us invincible. I sware on my grave i will one day rule all of it."
 

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