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  1. How long have you been on DeviantArt? 6 years. 

  2. What does your username mean? It's actually the lyrics of a Dresden Dolls song called Dirty Business.

  3. Describe yourself in three words. Faithful, Whimsical, and Strongly Principled

  4. Are you left or right handed? Right

  5. What was your first deviation? *has warflashbacks* Imagine was my first and it is a crappy edit from my IMVU days...

  6. What is your favourite type of art to create? Fanfiction, does that count as art lol?

  7. If you could instantly master a different art style, what would it be? I'd so want the ability to just draw. To see something in my head and be able to create it on anything. 

  8. What was your first favourite? Another Hatter-Alice banner by Vampmistress76

  9. What type of art do you tend to favourite the most? Fandom art for the most part.

  10. Who is your all-time favourite deviant artist? Well excluding my person friends and just as an artist I'd say mandiemanzano her work is just so unique colorful and stunning.

  11. If you could meet anyone on DeviantArt in person, who would it be? It sounds cheesy but I'd want to meet all of my followers. They've really supported me in my work and I'd like to meet them someday. 

  12. How has a fellow deviant impacted your life? Really everyone who comments on my work has had a huge impact on helping me to keep writing. Seeing their comments and getting their feedback gives me confidence and motivation to keep telling my stories. I find myself and my art have grown so much thanks to all of them. 

  13. What are your preferred tools to create art? A cup of tea and a laptop. That's all I need to write. As for my graphics  use GIMP. 

  14. What is the most inspirational place for you to create art? My little office desk. I actually doesn't have that many decorations or things to distract me on it so I get my work done better.

  15. What is your favourite DeviantArt memory? I'd say it isn't one specific memory but when I hit 500 followers it really was amazing to me and seeing people eager to read what I write just touches my heart every time. 

The next few hours were a bit of a blur to you. You were so exhausted from the long drawn out trial and everything that had happened that it was hard just to keep your eyes open. All of your adrenaline had run out as soon Kwoth had gone. You were left sittng dumbfounded on that throne for an insurmountable amount of time while the rest of the members of the Faerie Courts collected themselves. The Queen had stormed out of the room in a furious rage a couple of minutes after Kwoth had. Her floor length golden hair had dragged behind her like a tangled mop as she began muttering unintelligable threatening things underneath her breath. She seemed to have lost all of her cool regal composer after almost being usurped so easily by Kwoth in front of her highest subjects at that. After a bit of time a team of healing fae came in and started zipping around some members of the Courts, and yourself. The pixie medics floated around and above your head like a whimsical baby's mobile. Watching them made you dizzy so you leaned back in the throne and closed your eyes. Their dust fell on your skin like melting snowflakes leaving only a vague sensation of tingling. It was so weak compared to Helios and Selene's dust that you had to open your eyes a couple of times just to make sure they were still there. The process was a much longer one as Kwoth had predicted. They didn't pack nearly the punch as the two leading Light faeries did.

As the healing faeries did their best to patch you up you tried to gather your thoughts the best you could. You had learned so much information during this trial that you were afraid you'd forget something. A nagging sense of something strange was pestering your brain, poking and prodding it to think more, but for the life of you, you couldn't figure out just what it was that was so important to remember. Focusing solely on your breathing and ignoring the hurried movements of the room helped you to start a mental list of things you should look further into when you had the time. The first was that Kwoth was apparently one of the oldest and strongest pixies in Neverland and the only original Court member left. Second was that the previous Faerie Court members had "tried to play God", whatever that meant and were no longer part of Pixie Hollow. Just what was it that they did that made them disappear and why was Kwoth the only one of them left? Third was that you could become immune, at least temporarily it seemed, to certain pixie dust if you had been exposed to too much of it. You were currently immune to Helios and Selene's dust and you had a bad feeling that the amount the pixie medics were pouring on you now would only make any kind of future healing dust ineffective. You had been exposed to dust from Ishtar, Gahiji, and quite a bit from Kwoth as well so that was definitely something to keep in mind. What else was there? You went over the whole trial from the beginning in your head. That's right, no one not even the Faerie Courts knew exactly why Peter and Captain Hook were fighting, but they did say that Peter came to Neverland first and that it was Hook who shot cannons at Peter seemingly starting this whole feud. But then that meant that there was a time Peter was not in Neverland. So if Peter didn't come from Neverland then where did he come from? Was he born in the same world you were or were there multiple worlds? You had come to Pixie Hollow with only one question in mind, would they help Peter or not, and now you would be leaving it with too many too count.

It took some time but eventaully the healing faeries declared you all clear for release. The nausea and the pain from your body were gone for the most part and only a stiff soreness remained. It felt like the dull ache you get the day after you exercised too much. It was a welcome relief from the torture you had endured these past few days...or to be more precise since you came to Neverland. Taking a quick inventory of your previous injuries was just depressing. You had been shot out of the sky, attacked and drowned by mermaids, blasted into a mirrored wall by a giant wind gust, and almost obliterated out of existence by a supernova dust ball. You could only imagine what else this hellish island had in store for you next.

However none of that was important. All of these thoughts were just your way of trying to distract yourself from the one thing that was eating away at your brain and consuming your every other thought. That was what was going on with Peter, The Lost Boys, and Tiger Lily. Were they still fighting? Had they won? Had they lost? Were any of them even alive right now? The anxiety and fear you felt for them all were more than you had felt for yourself throughout the whole trial. Your legs were bouncing up and down with nervous energy and you had to grab onto the sides of the throne to keep yourself from bolting out of it. You wanted to leave to go to them now, but you were forced to wait for your pixie escort to arrive. They would take you back to the tree house, back to Tootles and with any luck back to everyone else. You prayed that you would arrive and find the Lost Boys all sitting around the beat up wooden table laughing about how they came out victorious. They'd tell you Hook was gone for good and Tiger Lily was celebrating with the rest of her tribe. Peter would be there waiting for you with open arms to welcome you home. He'd probably scold you for doing something so stupid, but since everything turned out okay in the end and everyone was safe he'd quickly forgive you and this whole nightmare would turn into a funny story everyone would look back on and smile wistfully at as they recalled it.

You held onto that hope in your heart. Every second was spent on you hoping ang praying that they were all currently better off than you right now. You refused to let your mind even dare to think about the worst case scenario. Truthfully you were okay with dying for them as long they got to live, but if you ended up living while they all died... No the thought was too terrible, too much to bare. You forcefully turned away from it; rejecting it like a venomous snake. It was all you could do for the moment. That hope that they were all okay was the only thing that kept you from breaking down and becoming a complete mess on the floor.

Finally after an agonizing amount of time your escort came. It was an older looking faerie man who had a neatly trimmed and very pointed short beard. It's color was the same as his slicked back chestnut hair that went down just to the back of his neck. He had full pale lips that were framed by his beard and a moustache that slightly pointed upwards at the ends. His neatly tailored suit was a dark grey and looked to be made of tweed like material. He was very dapper and wholesome looking. He could have stepped off of the streets of London in the early 1900's and fit in flawlessy. He had a jolly looking smile and a pleasant enough air about him that made you take to him easily enough. He gave you a slight bow before introducing himself as George a navigational faerie. You were a bit taken aback by his normal sounding name. Every other fairy that you had met had an exotic or unusual name, but here was just George. Just George stared patiently back at you with his twinkling light blue eyes. So you told him your name and bowed your head awkwardly back at him. He seemed delighted by this as he held out his arm indicating for you to take it. You did as you stood up a bit awkwardly and he gallantly led you towards the door. "Let's get you back home where you belong now dearie," he exclaimed with genuine affection. It didn't take you very long in his company to discover that just George liked to talk. He talked about a great deal of things as he escorted you out of the busted up Court Room into the bustling hollow center of the wooden tree. As he walked down each step carefully with you, always concious to make sure you never tripped, George chatted away happily about the recent lovely weather, his naughty pixie nieces and nephews, and those pesky birds who kept flying too close to him as he surveyed Neverland for his job. He didn't seem the least bit bothered by the fact that your dress was mostly dried blood stains and had huge tears in it here and there.You were thankful to George for his cheerfullness which didn't seem the least bit forced. His warm and outgoing personality was a refreshing change after all of the mean and sour faced pixies you had dealt with so far.

Thanks to George and his chatter you reached the base of the hollowed out tree before you realized it. Kwoth was waiting there solemly at the entrance for you both. You suddenly found youreself not knowing how to act around him. He was still the same as he was before but the dynamics were different now. Before he had been intimidating when you had thought him merely your pixie escort but now that you had seen first hand how powerful he really was, on top of the discovery that he's the oldest faerie in Pixie Hollow, you were just flat out terrified of him. The memory of the Queen almost being swallowed alive by his black worm hole sent a shiver down your spine. It conflicted with your feelings of gratitude towards him for saving your life. You don't know why he saved you. It was obvious that it wasn't out of any romantic feelings on his part...well at least you strongly suspected it wasn't because of that. So why did he save you? Why did he choose to show his real power and stand against the Courts now of all times? Considering he hadn't ordered the Faerie army to stand against Hook that meant that he hadn't saved you on account of wanting to help out Peter, The Lost Boys, or Tiger Lily. So why did he do it? You couldn't understand his motivations at all, but then again in light of recent events it seemed like nobody else could either.

George stopped just short of Kwoth and gave him an amiable greeting. Kwoth just nodded grimly back at him and asked him, "Do you know where to take her?" George laughed good-heartedly from his chest and answered, "Of course I do mate. I am a navigational faerie after all. Not even Peter Pan's secret tree house is a secret to me!" Here George winked down at you and his grey moth like wings buzzed playfully up and down. Kwoth just nodded silently in acceptance before he turned his smoldering dark coal eyes on you. The exotic beauty of his face was now suddenly turned on you in full force. "Remember what I said. Go home and stay there. You have done enough for them now. Rest and gather your strength. You will need it to face whatever outcome will be awaiting you upon their return." Now it was your turn to nod at him. Kwoth put one hand on George's shoulder and gave it a short squeeze. It was a brotherly gesture and a strange one to see him do. George smiled brightly but didn't seem surprised by it. Were they perhaps friends? Did Kwoth have friends? Was he capable of such things with his personality? He was proving to be the most perplexing creature you had ever met. Kwoth unaware of your less than flattering internal monologue turned his attention back to George and directed him, "Take her straight there, no stops, no shortcuts. Drop her off in front of the door and then come back. Got it?" George laughed and clapped Kwoth on the back merrily, "I got it mate, I got it. Upon my honor I swear I won't come back unless I see her safe inside."  

"Off with you both then," Kwoth replied as he began to walk with you and George out into the open air of the base of the tree. You looked up as the bright light of the sun shown down through plant leaves that were the size of jumbo jets. You had forgotten that you had been shrunken to faerie size. The view from the ground was so jarring. Inside everything had seemed normal scaled, but out here in the wide open jungle forest of Neverland everything became dangerously huge. Being this small made you feel so helpless. A leaf could fall off of the tree and kill you like that. Kwoth brought you out of your own grisly thoughts by telling you, "Walk out until you see that big red bush," he pointed in the direction quite a few yards from you. George let go of your arm as you silently did as you were instructed. Kwoth walked out there with you while George opted to stay at the base of the tree. Since it was just the two of you for the moment you decided to gather your courage and say, "Thank you...for saving me back there. I don't have anything to repay you with, but if there's something I can do let me know and I'll do it." You both continued to walk on in silence and you thought maybe he hadn't heard you, but before you could repeat it he replied, "You have nothing to thank me for. The ones who started the fire should be the ones responsible for putting it out. Nothing more."

And with that last cryptic message you had arrived at the previously mentioned bush. Kwoth told you stay still as he lifted himself artlessly into the air with his translucent jade and black wings. He circled around you throwing electrifying neon green dust particles all over you. They burned and zapped you a bit where they fell on your bare skin. Those mild sensations were quickly replaced by the feeling of your skin, bones, and muscles being stretched out as if they were on a midevil torture rack. A violent headrush overtook you making you see colors behind your eyes and nearly bringing you to start puking. You stumbled to regain your sense of balance as the whirlwind of dizziness began to fizzle out almost as quickly as it came. You blinked rapidly as the spinning world in front of you started to slowly right itself again. A bee began to hum around your ears and you carelessly tried to swat it away. "Woah careful there darling!" a tiny voice yelled out like the wrong notes of a harmonica. You turned and saw that the humming was actually from George only he was about the size of a chapstick tube. Glancing around the clearing made you want to jump for joy as you saw that you were back to your normal size again. In a moment of self conciousness you quickly looked down at yourself and were thankful to find that the dress you were wearing grew with you and you weren't standing stark naked in the middle of the woods. George flew up towards your ear and made himself comfortable by sitting in the curve of your helix. With him taking residence there you could hear him perfectly now as he said, "Alright let's turn around and take 20 paces forward."

You both continued on like that for awhile with George directing you like an air traffic controller in your ear and you following his gentle commands to the t. Kwoth had disappeared without so much as a goodbye but honestly you weren't that surprised. Pretty soon you were able to see the faint outline of the looming dead tree which acted as Peter and The Lost Boys secret home. It was massive and unassuming looking. Nothing from the outside could ever give any hint to as it's important insides and it's more important occupants. Unbridled joy welled up in your heart as it came into your view. Unable to stop you began to run towards it at full speed paying no mind to the delicate silk slippers on you feet which were now ripped, muddy and as useless as socks. You ran so fast that poor George was jostled right out of his perch on your inner ear. He was able to right himself in the air though and was soon buzzing loudly right beside you as you continued to run towards your newfound home. You reached it in no time and you threw your arms around one protruding grey branch and hugged it with all your might. Home you were finally home!

George stayed by your side keeping you company as you went towards each sawed off sallowed limb and pushed on it. You were looking for the hidden doors but they were harder to locate than you anticipated. You were halfway around the tree when a gruff menacing voice from behind you said, "What are you doing there poppet?" You whipped around to see a shabby looking pirate with a wolf's smile staring at you. Behind him were several other pirates jeering and chuckling to themselves. You pushed your back into the dead sallow wood of the tree house as you tried to count their numbers in your head. "We've been looking for you everywhere missy." They had you surrounded and you had no weapon on you. You looked around desperately for a fallen off tree branch or a rock to use but there was nothing but dirt and dried leaves. George gallantly came to your defense and placed his small body in front of your face as grey dust began to spark off of him violently. Then he said in a voice pitched high enough for everyone to here, "Get back you cads! One sprinkle of my dust will have you delirious and lost for days in these woods! Don't push me or else you'll find yourselves walking straight into the crocodile swamp!" The pirates in the back stopped laughing and now regarded George as a serious potential threat. However the pirate in front with the wolf's smile didn't even bat an eye as he said just barely louder than a whisper, "There's no such thing as faeries."

George's tiny body instantaneously went stiff in mid air, his moth like wings just stopped, and he began to fall. Instinctively you reached your hands out to catch him before he hit the ground. Somehow you managed it and his tiny body fell motionless into the cup of your hands. All of George's liveliness was gone in seconds as his entire body began to take on a greyish stone pallor. No sound, no movement came from him and you knew with a certainty that made your heart drop that he was dead. He was gone just like that. Just a few murmered words stole all of George's future ones. Silent tears streamed down your cheeks as you stared in shock and horror at poor friendly George laying dead in the very palm of your hands. Before you could even process what had just happened a hand reached out and grabbed your shoulder turning you forcefully around while pushing you roughly into the lead pirate's chest. You began to scream but a dirty cloth was immediately shoved over your face. You still tried to scream through it as you struggled with the burly arm locking you in a vice grip, but a chemical smell reached your nose and you realized too late that it had been drugged. Your body suddenly became limp making you drop George's lifeless body to the ground. You could no longer move any of your limbs. but you could feel yourself being dragged away from the tree and once again father away from Peter and The Lost Boys. You watched helplessly as the tiny speck that was George's body disappeared farther and father away. His once lively and merry body left to lie there like a fallen bug in the dirt. In silent dread you slipped away into unconsciousness once again as George's last words to Kwoth echoed ominously in your ears.

"Upon my honor I swear I won't come back unless I see her safe inside."        

To be continued…

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Authors Note:  No George why?!?! Why is it always the good who die young? *burries face in hands and whispers* I am a terrible person. I'm so sorry to all of you who liked George. He was a good old chap and he will be missed. I'm also sorry to all of those who thought we were actually going home and getting to see Tootles again. But please don't hate me too much because you know what this means? GUYS it means we are gonna meet Hook soon!! *squeess internally* You have no idea how excited I am that we are finally getting to him. I've had a few parts of his already written down for like a year now lol and he is a very very important character to the rest of the story and the story that's already been told. And I really think you guys are gonna love him...well at least I hope you guys do. Anyways stay tuned for the next chapter to find out what will happen next. Much love to you all!    
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Well we made it out of Pixie Hollow alive, but who knows how long that's gonna last. We just can't seem to keep ourselves out of trouble in this place can we? We traded pixie problems for pirate problems. Goodness gracious what are we going to do with ourselves? Still I hope you all aren't too sad about poor George and are looking forward to what will come next.  
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Raw power flooded the air like a tidal wave of blistering wind and force. Unable to help it you opened your eyes to see just what was going to be your final end. Queen Rhiannon was holding her pale hand out, gathering energy from the air and building it up into a burning golden ball of death. It's sheer velocity made a deafening sound of rushing air similar to that of being caught in a tornado or typhoon. The spinning golden ball she held in her hands felt like a nuclear bomb that she was preparing to unleash on you as soon as it had charged up enough. Instinctively you knew without a doubt that once that thing hit you, you would be obliterated into nothing but tiny invisible matter particles. You'd never seen anything so powerful nor anyone so disastrously lovely. The Queen's floor length golden hair was whipping behind her and her molten gold eyes looked as if they were about to spark heat as her radiant face concentrated hard on controlling and maintaining the energy in her hands. Her sharp eyes locked on yours and you had a split millisecond to realize this was it before she threw that horrifying bomb of destruction straight towards your chest.

Time seemed to almost come to a halt at that moment as the fear and adrenaline allowed your brain to focus in on what was happening in a second by second breakdown. One second the terrifying supernova blast was heading straight towards you, however in the next second the air in front of you seemed to rip itself apart as a black hole tore through the very fabric of space to swallow Rhiannon's roaring blaze of energy. The dark void acted like a vacuum that sucked up all of the burning mass of power that had been headed straight for you. In the next second it was all over as the last bits of light were absorbed into the gravitational blackness before you. It all ended with a resounding burst that sent you tumbling head over feet into the air. Your body was tossed like a rag doll until it landed with a hard crash up against what felt to be like an electric wall. Blood rushed to your head as your eyes began to see stars from the dizziness of the sudden whiplash. Your body went limp as the feeling like you were going to be sick took over. A strong arm wrapped around your waist from behind and pulled you to your feet like a puppet on a string. The ensuing current of electricity streaming through your skin let you know who it was that held you without your having to turn your head and look. The thing you hit that had felt like a wall was actually Kwoth's body and it was only his strength in the one arm wrapped around your stomach that was keeping you standing. Your body suddenly broke out into a cold sweat as you tried desperately to fight back the waves of nausea overcoming you. "Stop breathing through your mouth and breathe through your nose slowly," Kwoth's deep voice rumbled above the back of your head. Feeling too miserable to question it you did as he instructed. Forcing yourself to focus solely on your breathing seemed to help chase back some of the dizziness and nausea at least.

Once you had calmed down a bit you lifted your head up to find that Rhiannon too had been knocked to the floor by the force of the black hole closing up. The courtroom lay in ruin before your eyes. The white thrones of the Court members had blown completely off of the icicle like mini-wall that had held them a few feet up off the ground. Only The Queen's golden thrown remained, barely hanging by the bottom leg's hinges. The rest of the throne was half suspended in the air, ready to tip over the back at any moment. Since the Queen was standing at the moment of impact she had luckily fallen forward and had landed on her knees onto the hard marble floor below. Her crown had been blown completely off of her fair head and her long wavy golden locks were pooled all around her body, spilling in strands all over the floor around her. She looked messy and harried but other than that she seemed to be fine.

A quick glance around the too bright domed room showed that the other Court members hadn't fared as well. Jian Di was a crumpled ball on the floor. Her small dainty form was curled up in a fetal position. All around her were broken shards of the crystal paneling that once decorated the tree wall.  Zhu Rong's body was protectively draped over hers. A large shard of opaque glass was embedded in the back of his shoulder blade. Your heart clenched as you feared the worst, but it loosened as soon as you saw his ink black ponytail flop over as he turned his head towards his wife's face. A whispered conversation seemed to pass between them as they nodded at each other. You assumed that meant they were both okay for the moment.

Maibe,Gahiji, Helios, Selene, Oya, and Deng were a tangled mess in the back of the room. They all must have been caught off guard by the blast and slammed into the left side of the back wall. The sounds of their squabbling filled the otherwise silent room as they all fought to release themselves from the muddled chaos of each other's limbs, hair, and clothes. Their plaintive protests and hollers of outrage towards one another seemed to indicate that none of them were too injured. They reminded you of children as they pulled and pushed each other while screaming at the other's to "get off" or "stop it".  Deng had managed to free himself first and you watched as he dug around the pile of entwined bodies until he finally found Oya. He shoved the others unceremoniously off of her before he graciously helped her to her feet much to the complaints of the remaining Court members on the floor. It would have been comical if you hadn't still felt like you were going to pass out or throw up.

Inanna and Enki were off to your right. They were both laying limply on their sides strewn across the floor. Their long flowing robes were wrapped around their bodies like vampire capes. It appeared they must have been thrown to the floor by the initial shock wave and then the force had made them roll a couple of times before they finally stopped. They were at least visibly breathing so that was a good sign but other than that they didn't move much. At least their eyes were open and looking around. Your eyes searched the room looking for Arella and Dughall. They weren't anywhere on the floor and your gut twisted even more with concern for the Celtic pixies. They may have been the last nail in your coffin, but they had treated you fair enough and their final decision wasn't one based off of malice like some of the other's had been. You groggily looked upwards and spotted them way up in the air standing on a wooden beam. They were on the right side of you so you could just see them from an angle. You guessed they had flown into the air at the moment of the blast and from the looks of it Dughall had once again used his powers to manipulate the wood of the tree to create a ledge they both could stand on in a pinch . He had even managed to construct a wooden barrier in front of them to protect themselves from anything else that might fly their way. Dughall's ability to react in less than a second disturbed you even more this time than it had the last time. He was like a handsome pixie warlord always ready for battle at a moment's notice.  

"What is the meaning of this?!" The Queen hissed in a high pitched voice that sounded like breaking china. The squabbling from the back of the room instantly stopped as all eyes turned towards the fallen queen. Her small gold eyes narrowed on you in fury. Her beautiful pale face with it's high cheek-bones and thin lips was twisted into something almost ugly as her expression made her look like a demented fallen angel. "ANSWER ME!" she screeched from across the room, the pitch of her voice so high it sounded like glass being scratched down another piece of glass.  Your stomach churned as a part of you wished she had just killed you with that spinning death ball so you wouldn't have to face whatever she was going to do to you next. At least then it would have been a quick death. The half mad look in her eyes now ensured that wouldn't be the case the next time around. You were getting so sick of constantly thinking you were about to die that you couldn't even care anymore. "I SAID ANSWER ME!" she demanded again. "It's simple I just cast my vote as a member of The Courts." Kwoth replied with his usual amount of apathy.  

"YOU'RE NOT A MEMBER OF THE COURTS!" Rhiannon squawked in indignation. Her shimmering gilded wings buzzed so fast back and forth that you could barely make out their elegant black tips. A whirring sound even started to emanate from them as dust sparked off of her like tiny dying stars. Kwoth's body tensed as he held you and you could feel the rumble from his low voice as he said, "You're mistaken woman. I'm the only member of The Faerie Courts. The rest of you are just replacements." You didn't think it was possible, but the Queen became even more incensed as her eyes locked with Kwoth's. He was currently using his chest like a wall to keep you upright so you were unable to see his expression, but you could feel the electricity that always hummed across his skin intensify. It began to sear your flesh a bit and you flinched instinctively. He seemed to notice your discomfort and after a controlled breath the potency of his electrical current dimmed down a bit, but it was still uncomfortably noticeable. Out of the corner of your eyes you could see neon green flecks of dust sparking off of him like fireworks.

"I AM YOUR QUEEN!" Rhiannon hissed from between barred teeth. Kwoth's voice was so hollow it sent a shiver down your spine as he answered back, "No. You are their Queen, but you've never been mine. You seem to have forgotten how you got that position moppet. You may be the strongest pixie of this generation, but I'm from the first generation. I was here when Pixie Hollow was nothing more than a colony in a small sapling. I helped plant and carve this land with my own hands before your parent's ever even dreamed of having you." You felt Kwoth's strong jaw move across the top of your head as he turned his attention to each and every one of the Court members. His voice became a menacing growl as he addressed the entire room, "You are all just as foolish as your parents were. Petty, vain, selfish and petulant creatures to the core. Rotten roots bare rotten fruits. You think you are my queen?" Here he paused and gave a mirthless laugh. "There is only one reason I've remained in Pixie Hollow among you nest of vipers and that is to make sure none of you ingrates try and play God like your ancestors did." Once again you felt Kwoth move his head back to the front. You guessed that he was locking eyes with Rhiannon because the next thing he said was geared directly towards her. "I'm going to send someone to escort this girl back to Pan's hide out. No harm is to ever come to her from any of our kind without my express consent. If anyone breaks this order I will personally declare war on every single pixie in all of Neverland and I will not stop until I've wiped them all from the face of this earth. I will burn all of Pixie Hollow to the ground and salt the ground so nothing will ever dare grow here again. Do not test me children, for my magic is a thousand times older and stronger than yours. I've tolerated you lot far long enough."

In one smooth motion Kwoth pulled you against the left side of his body as he reached out with his right arm. In the blink of an eye another black hole ripped apart the space between where you were and where Rhiannon was. Once again it began to suck in the air around it like a vortex. It was so powerful that despite her best efforts to fly away The Queen was slowly being pulled closer and closer towards it's gaping black mouth. The panic and fear were stark on her face as she turned her back and tried to claw the opposite way. Her nails made scratch marks in the marble from where she was being dragged across it by the suction of the hole. Just as it seemed as if she was about to be swallowed into that expanse-less dark void it closed in on itself and disappeared seamlessly into thin air. Thankfully this time there was no forceful blast upon it's closing. The Queen was in shambles on the floor, shaking like a leaf. She turned her head towards Kwoth and your direction and the look of sheer terror on her face haunted you. It was clear that this had just been a warning to her and to everyone else that he had the power to take them out whenever he felt like it.

"I see we have an understanding. I have business to attend to. Send for someone to escort this girl safely back to where she belongs. But first get some of the other healing faeries in here to mend her wounds. Just because she's become temporarily immune to Helios and Selene's dust doesn't mean she'll be immune to all the others', it just means it will take longer for theirs to kick in. Maibe, pick up that throne and bring it here," he ordered but at least his voice was back to being business as usual. Maibe begrudgingly picked up one of the thrones that had blown off the court and she dragged it across the room towards you and Kwoth. She sat it down in front of him and even though it looked like it killed her to do it she bowed before him. Maibe may have been proud but she sure wasn't stupid. She knew now there was a king among them and there always had been. With a flick of his wrist he dismissed her and she turned and went back without a word. You had expected Kwoth to sit in the throne as a final declaration to the others of the power shift, but he didn't. With his left arm still around your waist he pulled you towards the chair and forced you to sit down in it. Part of you was thankful to be off of your feet, but most of you was just in shock. First off Kwoth had saved your life. Secondly he was not a servant at all like you had thought but rather he seemed to be the oldest and strongest pixie in Neverland. Third he had the ability to tear the laws of physics into shreds by creating vortexes out of thin air. And lastly he was making them take you home to Tootles. So much had happened in such a very short time that you were having a hard time sorting through your emotions and processing them. Kwoth's exotic and striking masculine face looked down at you blankly. His simmering coal colored eyes held the same bored indifference that they always had. "Stay here, let them clean you up and fix you. Then go home and stay there. You've done enough for them already." You nodded complacently and he seemed satisfied. Then he turned on his heel and left without another word to anyone.      
             
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Authors Note: Seems Kwoth was even more fed up with the pixies than you were... So I told ya'll a while back he was one of my favorite characters and now you guys get to know why. Don't worry we will learn more about him and what they were talking about with the past and the ancestors later. But for now happy dance because we still alive and we goin home!!Ah Ah Ah Ah stayin alive, stayin alive. It's a shame we couldn't do anything for our boys back home, but at least we get to go back and see how things are going on the war front. Hopefully Tootles won't be too upset with us and everyone is okay. But it is Neverland so you never know. Anyways stay tuned for the next chapter to find out what will happen next. Much love to you all!    
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The room fell deathly silent as everyone seemed to hold their breath in a pause. Even the wings of the Faerie Courts seemed to still themselves in anticipation for what the gorgeous Celtic couple was about to say. The only sound in the room came from the steady but hushed ruffle of Kwoth's wings from behind you. It seemed he wasn't going to let down his guard and give Gahiji a chance to blow anymore of his dust your way. The gentle breeze blowing on your back gave you a bit of a chill, but you were thankful for it. The cool air kept you awake and alert, not to mention it was a relief to have someone watching your back. It made you feel a little less alone and afraid. He had saved you from falling prey to Gahiji's tricks, but you knew he couldn't help you with what was coming next. You started this trial on your own and if it didn't go in your favor you would be facing the consequences alone. You had decided to take the gamble and roll the dice and now it was time to see where they would land. Peter, The Lost Boys, Tiger Lily, and your very own life were riding all on this.  

The radiant faerie woman who's tiny hand had kept your head from bouncing off the hard marbled floor earlier now looked to be feeling a bit scared herself. Her Bette Davis midnight eyes seemed to be a bit glassier than before and her wine colored cupid's bow lips were pulled down in a worried frown. Her gaze darted nervously between you, the Queen, and then to her husband. He folded her petite hand in his and turned it over to lay a soft kiss on the back. She smiled weakly back at him and it was clear he was giving her reassurance. His handsome face was perfectly composed and almost casual. His expression seemed easy as if they were just picking what they wanted for dinner rather than deciding the fate of your life. One of his armored booted legs was lazily resting atop his other knee and his free hand was laying loosely on the arm rest of his throne. He nodded towards his wife clearly deciding to take the lead for her. He breathed in an audible sigh that made his silver plated armor rise and fall with his chest. Then he made an exasperated gesture with his hands, holding them out to his sides like he didn't want to go on, but had no choice. His rough Gaelic voice rang out across the room cutting the tense silence like a knife as he said, "Tis a heavy weighted decision this one is. It is a problem with many sides and no easy solutions... Arella and I have listened carefully to everyone here and speaking honestly, everyone has a point. The lass has come to us for help against a well known threat to Neverland. Though the Captain has never been a specific threat to our kind so far we can't overlook the fact that, that may change in the near future. He has shown himself to be hostile and ruthless to all those who oppose him and it would be foolish to forget that he has a vast knowledge of military tactics that he has used before. This feud may have started with Peter, but it has spread overtime to include the Picaninny people, and even some of the mermaids who have tried their charms on the wrong man. With respect we also cannot ignore those other innocents who have crossed his path and lost their lives because of it." He paused there and gave a respectful nod towards Oya and Deng.    

Your mouth was starting to go uncomfortably dry as you hung on his every word. A wellspring of hope was beginning to form in your lungs at the direction his speech seemed to be leaning. You slowly clenched your hands to your tightening chest, barely daring to dream for a sudden miracle. Dughall was still sitting nonchalantly on his throne only this time his elbows were balanced on his knees with his fingers steepled together. The more you looked at him the more he looked like a fairy-tale knight in shining armor. You couldn't help but wish he'd be the one to save you and all you held dear from the rest of The Courts. It was a strange terrifying feeling having your fate resting on someone you didn't know.

"If it came to a fight between us and the pirates we would find ourselves at a disadvantage without Pan and The Lost Boys as our allies. Striking him now while he's not expecting it could turn the tides in our favor and eliminate the possibility of a future threat. Still, better a good retreat than a bad stand. It would be foolish to send out legions of our people into a battle blind. If we have them strike in battle now while we are ill-prepared the death toll could be tremendous. All of the pirates are aware that they only need utter a single sentence to kill even the strongest of us. If we send our kin out to the front lines now while the stakes are this high we take the chance of most of them never coming back. Hook is putting his all into this final showdown with Pan and The Lost Boys, no one will be spared until either one of them are dead. That's not to mention the fact that if he has already defeated them and we go charging in there we will have single handedly started a brand new war between the Fae and the pirates. We run the risk of losing everything and everyone we hold dear on a wild gamble. Hook may indeed be an inevitable danger to us in the future, but waiting to make a move will be far more advantageous to us. If Pan wins then the problem solves itself, if not then we will have time to gather our forces and run intelligence on them while they rest from the battle. While they are busy tending to their wounds we can formulate battle strategies and escape routes just in case he does decided to try and take over Neverland . Time and critical thinking are what we need most to take on the Captain. Jumping into battle without a second thought right now would lead to nothing but ruin and loss for us. Of course I'd love to help the lass and her lad out, but as commander of the Earth Fae I can't send my people out to die so recklessly. Therefore for those who have put their faith in me as their leader I must vote no." He stopped and locked his green cat eyes with yours and they were filled with all the sympathy in the world. His voice was soft and thick as he said, "I'm so sorry lass, but I can't risk my family to save yours."    

The world felt like it was slipping beneath your feet. Your gaze instantly shot to Arella's silently pleading with her to intervene on your behalf. You begged her with your expression to say something...anything!  Fat teardroplets began to roll  down her rosy rounded cheeks befor she looked down at the floor causing her fiery orange waves to cover her face from your view like a curtain. Her sweet gentle voice only echoed what her expression had already told you, "I'm sorry too little one. I want to aid you and your friends so badly, but we have those we must take care of as well and I can't bare to lose any of them either. Taking on Hook right now would only put them in more danger," her voice broke and her shoulders visibly shook with a hiccuping sob, "Please forgive me for this, but for my people's sake I must also vote no." Arella then buried her face in her hands and cried her heart out at the decision she had just made. From across the room Oya joined in on the crying and Jian Di looked as if she were about to pass out. Deng shook his head in saddened defeat while he held Oya close to his chest to console her. Zhu Rong never took his eyes off of his wife as he held her shoulder in tense concern. She seemed to be in a state of shock.
On the other hand Maibe looked like the cat that had eaten the canary. A nasty smile curved her lips in self satisfaction as she stared down her nose at you. Gahiji smirked ruefully to himself as if this had all been a fun show. Inanna folded her slim arms over her chest as if the outcome were just what she had predicted and Enki beside her just looked positively bored. Selene's face was a cold mask of indifference while Helios looked at least slightly perturbed. Cool as ever Queen Rhiannon stood up regally from her throne and announced the obvious, "Then it is settled. Pan and The Lost Boys will receive no aid from the Fae. I declare this trial officially closed. Dughall I want you to begin gathering intelligence on the pirates, but do it quietly. We need to be prepared for the worst just in case."  

You collapsed to your knees as the realization that you were about to die began to sink in. Tears ran down your cheeks in an unstoppable stream while your lips began to quiver with the weight of what was about to come. Your heart seized in your chest while you gasped for air. It felt like the final verdict had literally knocked all the wind out of you and you were having difficulty swallowing the large gulps of air you were trying desperately to intake. The too bright room felt like it was spinning and you could have sworn there was a high pitched ringing in your ears that seemed to be drowning everything else out. The only thing that seemed to be anchoring you from passing out was the feeling of the cold marble floor beneath your hands and knees. You had failed. There was nothing more left you could do. It was over, it was all over. In a matter of minutes you would be killed. You'd never get to find out what happened to Peter, The Lost Boys, or Tiger Lily.

Each of their faces flashed behind your eyes. You lingered on each one, holding them individually in your memories. You immersed yourself in your conscious mind frantically trying to recapture the precious moments you spent with them all. You touched on Tiger Lily's hauntingly beautiful grief and the quiet inner strength and pride she always held. Then came Cubby's bashful face holding the beaten up teddy bear to his massive chest. That bear was like a reflection of himself, a little rough looking on the outside, but still full of childlike innocence and warmth. The Twins solemn faces paralleled each other's as you remembered their luminous grey eyes shedding tears from opposite eyes. Their unbreakable bond obvious in their entwined hands as they shared each other's pain or laughter. Then there was the energetic Nibs with his charming boldness and passion for life. Slightly was next as you marveled at his aloof calmness that coupled with an underlying streak of intelligent mischievousness. A stab of agony twisted in your heart as you remembered Tootles with his boyish grin, his kind heart, and his steadfast courage.

However that was nothing compared to the agony of your soul when you finally rested on Peter. His wild auburn hair, the almost permanent naughty twinkle in his brown eyes, his sun kissed skin, the way he smelt like earth, wind, and water all at the same time. Remembering him as he was caused you more suffering than anything else you had ever experienced in your life. His reckless fearlessness that knows no limit, his unabashed cockiness, his fierce loyalty to his friends and brothers... There was an endless list of things that made Peter who he was and there were infinite reasons why you loved him for them all. You burrowed deep inside yourself desperately seeking the embrace of your memories as if thinking of them all hard enough may make them appear before you one last time before you left this world for good.    

Still you didn't regret it. You didn't regret coming to Neverland, for it was here that you found your real strength and it was here where you found your true friends. Your time together may have been brief, but all of them had gone to bat for you numerous times. The bonds that you formed with them were more solid and real than the ones you had spent your entire life making with those back at home. You couldn't let yourself regret coming to The Courts either even if it was ending like this. At least you could die knowing you tried to do everything you could for the ones you loved. You were proud to have gone out fighting rather than sitting back at the treehouse waiting like a frightened little girl. You were no longer the scared child you were before you came to Neverland. The petty and trifle concerns of your former life now made you laugh. All those times you made yourself sick thinking about what you would do with your future, your constant worrying about what other people thought of you, the endless biting  of your tongue when other's hurt you,  forcing yourself to shrink to fit in with the crowd, crying by yourself because you couldn't let others see your weaknesses and all those nights of laying awake wishing you were someone else were over. You knew who you were now and you were no longer going to feel bad or apologize for it. No longer would you let yourself become someone else to please anyone else. You weren't afraid of responsibilities any longer because now you knew that responsibilities came with people and things you care about. The future was no longer this big terrifying void that you had to have planned out otherwise it would swallow you whole. It was now full of endless possibilities and moments in time that you were to live and cherish. It may have taken every single second of your life up until now to discover who you really were and what was really important, but you were just thankful that you got to realize it because looking back at it so very few people ever really get that chance.

Your one and only regret was that you would never get the chance to tell the ones you loved goodbye and to thank them all from the bottom of your heart. They would never get to know just how much they all meant to you or how much their presence in your life had changed you for the better. People change people. Standing on the precipice of life and death you reflected on how maybe you weren't meant for your world or this one but in the end you had found your home in the people by your side. You spent your last remaining minutes silently praying for Peter, The Lost Boys. Tiger Lily, the Picaninny tribe, Tinkerbell, and all of Neverland even the Faerie Court members. Wiping the tears from your eyes, you gathered the last tatters of your strength and pushed yourself up to your feet. Once you steadied yourself you lifted your chin high and clenched your fists at your side. You came into this world a weak little girl, but you would leave it a strong and proud woman. You would face your death now without fear. You trained your eyes on The Queen's and brazenly shouted out, "A deal's a deal. Finish it."

A look of something close to respect flashed across Rhiannon's golden eyes, but it was quickly done away with. Her face returned to it's harsh beautiful mask as she replied, "So be it." Then she lifted one long slender pale arm and a bright golden beam of intense light began to converge in the palm of her hand. It felt like she was stealing raw energy from the room and was forming it into a shining handheld nuclear bomb. Golden dust began swirling around her hand forming in large moving rings like an atom. This was it, this was the end of it all. You took one last deep breath and closed your eyes, ready for oblivion. "Farewell child." You heard Rhiannon say softly, almost regretfully. Then the light from her hand became so bright that even with your eyes closed you could see it. A loud keening sound filled the air as you felt the force of her power be unleashed.

Peter I hope I'll see you again in the next world...    

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Authors Note: Did not see that coming...or did you? Yes, ya'll I'm sad to say we've been rejected by The Faerie Courts...I don't really have much to say other than that lol. Could this really be the end of our adventure together? I can't say, we will just have to wait and see. Any ideas on how to get out of this mess? Stay tuned for the next chapter to find out what will happen next. Much love to you all!
Older Peter Pan X Older Reader: Part 28
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SeineLee Featured By Owner Aug 22, 2015  Hobbyist Writer
Ahh... If I leave the window open, will chapter 31 be published? Hihi, I'll wait patiently :)) Love the Peter pan series so much. I finished it one night! (σ≧▽≦)σ
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queentakesjack22 Featured By Owner Aug 23, 2015
Chapter 31 probably won't be ready until mid september around the anniversary mark of when I first uploaded this story. I know that's a long ways away but please bare with me. :)
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SeineLee Featured By Owner 5 days ago  Hobbyist Writer
I'll wait *wags imaginary tail* xD but thank you for informing me~~
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You are an amazing writer
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queentakesjack22 Featured By Owner Aug 21, 2015
Thank you very much. :)
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Thank you for the updates. How have you been?
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queentakesjack22 Featured By Owner Jul 10, 2015
Your welcome. :) I've been doing really good though I have been rather lazy this summer. The heat tends to keep me indoors. I'm already looking forward to fall and everyone around me thinks I'm crazy lol. How have you been doing dear?
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Hinata-Wolf77 Featured By Owner Jul 10, 2015   General Artist
Great just working my jobs a lot now I have free time maybe I will time to read your awesome story
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queentakesjack22 Featured By Owner Jul 11, 2015
Well I certainly hope you get some free time for yourself. Sounds like you've been busy lately. Keep up the good work and don't forget to take care of yourself sweetie. :)
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llamatheodd Featured By Owner Jun 20, 2015  New Deviant
I just found your Peter Pan series last night and I binge read all of it. I have always adored Peter Pan and the Lost Boys but your series warms my heart. I wish there was I way I could live in your gorgeous story. Thank you so much for writing it. It has made me so happy and I can't wait for more ❤️
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