The hunter returns

[peter]

Peter moved in an almost superhuman athletic manner through the trees, and as he went he began to wonder;

Have I been gone for two days or two weeks? I shouldn't have stayed out so long to look for more abandoned boys...

Hmm, I wonder if Captain Hook has shown up lately, if he had it is a shame I missed it...

Peter frowned, he leaped from a large rock and grabbed hold of the lowest tree branch there, did a flip and landed silently on that limb.

Why can't I fly? I MUST have been gone longer than two days, I barely had enough pixie dust to get back here, Tinker Bell is going to have a fit...

He laughed as he reminisced about the time he had brought that small girl and her brothers here that VERY long time ago... Her name had slipped his memory. Tinker Bell had been furious...but could have also lost her life.

The boy in green laughed, remembering Hooky and his situation with that very wonderful crocodile. So what if Captain Hook showed up when I was gone!?

This would also give me a very good reason to fight him again!

Peter Pan set his sights for Hangman's Tree.

The Lost Boys and Tinker Bell will surely be thrilled about my return!

[tink]

It was always easy to tell when the boy had returned, all of Neverland seemed to come to life again. From the mermaid lagoon to skull rock- everything seemed to gain a new energy the moment Pan was home. It made it simple to track the boy, especially for a very temperamental fae who knew exactly where he would return to. She flew as fast as her wings could carry her, dodging leaves and dragonflies as she went straight towards the Hangman's Tree.

She spotted the red haired youth, and as her glow also turned red she flew straight at him, jingling and pointing accusingly at him.

[peter]

He flipped off another tree branch, landing soundlessly on the jungle floor, racing towards Hangman's Tree, he could see it now! Almost there!

A flash caught his eye, instinctively he turned his head to look at the destraction. The wind shoved a tree branch into his path, catching Peter in the chest and knocking him on his back.

The light approached at a deadly speed, jingling in a malicious tone.

"Hi, Tink! Did ya miss me?" Pan greeted the pixie warmly, hauling himself to his feet.

There was something wrong with Tinkerbell, though, why was there ALWAYS something wrong with her? She glowed a blinding red and was darting around shaking her hands while tinkling acidically, her face twisted into a mask of horror and hatred.

"What did I do this time?! I just got back and your mad again! Your mood swings are giving me a headache!" He complained angrily to the fairy. "Is it because I left you here with the Lost Boys? You KNOW that they can't take care of themselves! I was only gone a moment!"

Peter pushed past the red light and flew off the the large tree.