THE END OF NEVERLAND

CHAPTER 1 - PROLOUGE.

"Peter Pan never existed." Andrea Boyce sighed and closed the book.

"Mom begs to differ." little Jonah interrupted.

"Your mother never went to Neverland. She never met Peter." she explained.

"Why do you have to be a party pooper?" little Kenny frowned.

She smiled a little. "I'm sorry kids, but it's time for both of you to grow up a little. Jonah, you're almost ten, and Kenny, you're turning eight this month."

"Is it too much to ask for a nicer babysitter?" Kenny whined.

"Don't come crying to me when your parents decide to leave you both for being so rude to others."

"DeeDee, when you were younger, you never believed in Peter Pan?" Jonah asked.

Drea looked down. "Well, once my father told me, that he and his siblings, visited Neverland. He used to tell us about their adventures with swords and treasures..."

The boys' eyes glittered in excitement.

"But I never believed in them. I always thought it was just make-believe."

"But what if it isn't?" Kenny grabbed his foam sword. "What if there really was a place, with pirates, and mermaids, and no grown ups."

"That would be an amazing sanctuary, but unfortunately, there's no such place." She carried him to his bed.

"Do you at least believe in faries?" Jonah asked as he was tucked into his bed.

"No..." she said quietly and turned off their light. "Goodnight."

Meanwhile...

"Once upon a time...there was a boy who always lived. He never grew up. He was stuck as a kid, for the rest of his life. Now he lives in a kid paradise, named Neverland. Where parents never existed, and the kids could do whatever they would want..." a female's voice echoed the crystal cave. "Peter Pan...You've been a boy quite few long...Don't you think it's time for you to 'grow up'?" she asked, tapping the huge clear crystal that appeared to have Peter trapped in it.

"Ma'dam...may I ask, what are we going to do with him?" her mischevious assistant asked.

"Silence!" she scared him away. "For I shall procceed...my plan." she gave a cold expression to the uncounsious boy and walked away. "Neverland will be destroyed...unless, Peter Pan learns to grow...up..." she hissed.

- "The kids we're completely splending, sir." Andrea greeted the Baker's.

The Baker family was a rich, millionaire legacy from a long time ago. They are the most powerful people in the small city of Utah. They could hire the most expensive babysitter to take care of their little ones, but instead. They hired Andrea. The sweet, innocent looking orphan they recently adopted. They treated her more like a maid than a daughter.

Andrea lost hope and interest after her parents died in a fire, she became more mature, like a mother...and thats what the Baker's saw in her. A mother.

"DeeDee, would you mind babysitting tomorrow evening?" Mrs. Baker smiled at the young girl. "I hope it's not a bother, dear."

"No...not at all, it's not like, I have anywhere to be." she managed to smile while speaking the truth.

"Fantastic, maybe then, we'll pay you for the whole week." Mr. Baker sat down to relax next to the fireplace.

"It's no worries, I love taking care of Jonah and Kenny." Andrea looked at Mrs. Baker's face and quickly remembered. "I meant, Jonathan and Kennedi."

"Nicknames are for poor people, darling." Mrs. Baker grabbed Andrea's chin and studied her face. "My, you look amazing at your age. No wrinkles at all."

"I'm only fourteen..." Andrea smirked.

"Of course you are darling." She laughed fakely. "Now, it's best you be on your way now, chop chop! You have school tomorrow."

Andrea nodded once and headed upstairs to her room.

She opened the window and let the breeze come in. She wished she would at least get a goodnight kiss like her parents used to give her.

She layed into her bed and found a Peter Pan book, she sobbed and threw the book away.

"I wish Neverland did exist."

- "Is he awake?" Trumpet asked the boys as Peter started opening his eyes.

"He looks swollen!" Ty gasped.

"What's going on?" Peter woke up and looked at the Lost boys. "What happened?"

"We should ask you the same thing, look at yourself." Ham pointed at him.

"Wha-? AHH!" Peter screamed, realizing his clothes shrinked.

"Peter, you sound different." the boys looked confused.

"What is this? Am I...aging?" Peter gasped.

"What is aging?" Trumpet asked.

"It's when you become an adult, doofus." Ty smacked him.

"Don't smack me!" they began fighting while Peter was still in shock.

"Where's Tinkerbell?" he remembered.

"I thought she was with you."

"No...Find her!" Peter yelled.

"Yes father!" the boys all ran around, searching for the fairy.

"Don't...call me that." Peter sighed in dissapointment.