*Alexs POV*

I was in a cage again... but this time I wasn't above ground sitting in camp with the lost boys. No, now I was sitting in a cage underground. Judging by the multiple roots in the walls I would guess we were under a tree.

How long have I been in this cage? At least a week and even though this cage wasn't comfortable, I at least was learning new things everyday about these boys and Peter. To make sure I wasn't going to escape again, Peter posted two lost boys to be always watching my cage. The two lost boys would switch around a lot so I was never ever with the same two lost boys.

Since I was always bored sitting in my cage for hours on end and only having Peter Pan to visit me to see if he was going to get any information on my book, which I of course gave him no news, I would end up talking with the lost boys guarding my cage. Some were not so bad, and then there were those who were to full of themselves and would think that I was a harmless girl so I wouldn't get that much information from them.

A few things I learned from sitting in my cage, was that I wasn't the only prisoner here. In fact, I don't think I was the only girl here either. Sometimes at night I would hear echoes of a girl crying down in this mud pit, well that's what I thought it was. For all I know it could have been a sissy lost boy but I doubted it.

It was midmorning on my tenth day here in this prison when things started to get interesting again. I was hanging out in my cage day dreaming about finding a way out of here while playing with a small stick in my hands. Should I dislodge the cage and then knock the lost boys out? Or should I knock out the lost boys first then get myself out of here? I thought. What if Pan shows up? I thought looking down at the stick in my hands that I was twirling around. Then you kill him a small voice answered in my head. Yeah no duh, but how? I asked in my head.

I always had internal battles in my head. I always imagined one side being the little devil and the other side being a cute little angel.

Knife!

I don't have a Knife.

Arrows! Bow and Arrow!

Oh shut up you stupid devil I have no weapons with me! I thought to myself. The little voice in my head went quiet. Good, now I could think again without getting myself another headache.

This is Neverland, if you truly believe, then you can make anything form in front of you. A different voice muttered in my head.

I looked down at the stick in my hands. Is that true? I wondered. I mean everything else I read in the book before I passed out so far has been true.

Tinkerbelle is a good fairy, check.

You stay forever young here, check.

Giant squid ink that can paralyze you, double check.

My head was starting to repeat sections of the book to me over and over again.

Thinking tree.... What the hell is that?

Dreamshade is poison.. good to know.

Truly believe then you can make anything possible..

I closed my eyes and held on to the stick imagining it to form an arrow. One long, smooth arrow with three white feathers at the bottom and one sharp point at the top. My other hand started to trace the outline of the stick but instead of feeling bent wood, my fingers felt a sharp pain. I opened my eyes and dropped the stick. When I looked down, instead of finding a stick lying on the ground, I found a perfect arrow with a bit of blood on the point. I looked at my finger and found where the arrow head scraped my finger.

Mental note next time to not blindly touch an arrow. I thought to myself.

I picked up the arrow, determined to try and change it into a dagger next, until I heard the sound of feet approaching my cage.

Quickly hiding the arrow into my jacket, I just managed to zip up my jacket just as my cage door opened revealing the two lost boys that were guarding my cage at the moment.

"Come on! It's time for Training." The first lost boy said pointing his dagger at me.

"Training? You guys are letting me train with you all?" I asked surprised. I mean come on, Pan and I were not exactly "Buddy Buddy". I doubt he trusted me enough with a weapon, let alone to be training with his lost boys.

The second lost boy chuckled, "Yeah in some sorts you will be training with us." He replied.

Together, both boys grabbed one of my arms and pulled me out of my cage. We started walking toward a set of roots in the wall. Then, one of the lost boys used his dagger and pressed the knife to the root. Immediately the tree roots opened up almost like a door revealing the camp.

So I was right, I was in a tree the whole time. I thought to myself.

I looked around the camp to see that all the lost boys were on one side facing one tree that had target marks drawn on it. One at a time, the lost boys were throwing daggers at the tree hoping for a bulls-eye. By the looks of it however, none have succeeded yet.

"Oh good! Our new Target is here." A voice called out in the crowed. He moved forward into the open and of course, it was Pan. He had a big grin on his face and he held a knife in his hand as if ready to throw it at the already dead tree.

Oh crap, I'm the target I thought. My facial expression must have shown my discomfort because Pans smile just got bigger as he saw what his words impact were on me.

"You've got a sick mind Pan if you're going to make me be the target for your lost boys." I exclaimed glaring at Pan.

Pan just shrugged as if this was not new news to him. "Jim! Michael! Place her in front of the tree." Pan called to the lost boys that were holding my arms back.

They nodded and dragged me over to the tree. They didn't tie me up which surprised me. Pan, sensing what I was thinking showed one of his smirks again and replied "I wouldn't do that if I were you Alex. You're going to stay put in front of that tree or else I'm going to throw this dagger at you." He held up his dagger as he spoke.

"And trust me, I don't miss." He remarked showing his evil smirk again.

I stood by the tree keeping my hands as close to my body as possible. One of the lost boys, I think his name was Jack, came over to me and placed a red apple on my head.

"Good Luck" He joked, as if there was no way I was going to come out of this alive. I just rolled my eyes and tried to keep a calm face.

This game kind of reminded me of one of the games Papa used to play on my brothers and I. But instead of him throwing knives at us, he would through balls. Our job was to not flinch when they came flying toward us. I didn't know what that game was supposed to teach us about defending ourselves, but Papa thought it was important for us to learn so of course, my brothers and I sucked it up and accepted the fact that we were about to get black and blue from getting hit multiple times with balls.

"All right boys get in line!" Pan yelled to the lost boys. They all immediately started forming a line. When the fights died down and the boys were in a line finally, Pan nodded at the first boy to go ahead and throw his knife.

The boy was small and by the looks of his arms, he didn't have a good throwing arm. He held his knife wrong as well, which really ticked me off because out of all the weapons I ever trained with, Knives were my favorite weapon. Seeing someone hold a knife wrong and they are thinking that they know what they are doing causes me to get irritated.

The boy pulled back his arm ready to throw, and just by looking at his stance I knew he was going to miss me.. by a lot. The knife went flying and landed way off to my right hitting another tree standing a few feet away from me.

I watched as the boy went a little red in the face and went to the back of the line.

The next boy to front was a bit older then the first and I think this guy's name was Root. He did have some strength in his arms I noticed but when he pulled out his knife I got frustrated again.

He was holding THE GOD DAMN KNIFE WRONG.

He pulled his arm back and I saw him knife tilt back a little as he did so. He's going to miss. I thought. The knife went flying and it landed in the dirt off to my left.

I turned my head facing Pan and I smiled. "Pan you don't mean to tell me that this is the best your lost boys can do right? I mean I could do better then this." I remarked with a laugh.

Pan had his arms crossed holding his dagger in his left hand. He was giving me a sarcastic look with his eye brow raised. He gave me a small smile and turned to the lost boys. Just before the next lost boy came forward, Pan stopped the boy by lifting up his hand.

"Felix! Its your turn." Pan yelled turning his face back to me, giving me his evil grin again.

Why did I speak? I thought to myself.

The lost boys separated showing the tall lost boy I saw earlier playing with my bag on my first day in camp. Up close I noticed that he had a big scar right by his eye and he seemed to give the same type of evil smirk as Peter as he drifted forward, taking out his dagger.

He pulled out his knife and I was glad to see that he held his knife right, but that feeling disappeared as quickly as it came when I snapped back to reality that he was aiming for my head.

He pulled his arm back and I had only a few seconds to react. The knife went flying and landed right by my ear. I felt the gust of air on my ear as the knife flew past my ear and landed on the tree. It didn't hit the apple but It did knick my ear a bit. I placed my hand to my ear and felt blood on my fingers.

Felix gave a small smile and returned to the back of the line.

"Next boy up!" Pan called.

This was going to be a long day.. I thought.

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Hello!

Heres the next chapter for you all! I worked on it all today since I have no school thanks to this lovely snow day. :) I have no school tomorrow as well so If I have time. (Of course I will) I will write another chapter for this book.

What do you guys think of Alex and Pans relationship? Im trying to not make this a romance fan fiction. Thats mainly why they are annoying each other all the time.

Can you guys guess who is in the other cage as a prisoner? whoever can guess right I will dedicate the next chapter too.

Oh and to start it off I will just deny right now that no it is not Wendy.

One last thing is that I have on the side a picture made by bombxbomb from tumblr of peter. Yes I did not draw that. I can not draw to save my life which upsets me but oh way. If you have a tumblr and like peter pan as much as I do then you should follow her! She has a lot of pictures that she has made on there and I love all of them :)

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