Neverland Gladers - Part Two
Request(s):
- (@mafercapetillo) Honestly I think they should stay, they wouldn’t have to worry about the Grievers, the Creators and that stuff anymore. And besides they have nothing to loose if they stay, right?
- Can u make a part 2 for neverlands gladers ??? ❤
- Ohhhh I would love The Gladers to stay! ❤️ Your writings are awesome btw c:
Warnings: none
Part One
The small group of Gladers thought quickly. No one exchanged any words, only facial expressions. You still stood still in Peter’s grasp, too afraid to move.
“I need an answer, laddies,” Peter demanded, pressing the knife deeper into your neck, but still not releasing blood.
“It’s a trick, just leave me behind,” you croaked.
It stayed silent for a few long seconds. Newt stepped up to his original spot. All he did was nod.
“We’ll stay. Only if my sister is free of your harm.”
Peter smirked, your stomach dropping. He finally let you go, you running over to newt and hugging him.
“Newt,” you cried out, never wanting to let go. He hugged you right back.
Of course, we’ll have to do some tests…” Peter broke up the hugging fest.
All the Glader stood stiff, eyeing Peter. The boy only had a smirk resting on his lips as Lost Boys began to appeared from the surrounding forest. Every Glader there went into defense mode, blocking you from it all.
“What tests?” Gally spat.
“Well I have to see if you’re all worthy of staying here; see if you have what if takes to live on my island.”
“What’s the first test then?” Alby questioned, staring Peter dead in the eyes.
After a multitude of wild and dangerous tests, every Glader–including yourself–passed. There were a few scratches and cuts and bruises, but everyone would live.
Peter was astonished by all the outcomes. You guys used tricks he’d never seen before. You all had a completely different strategy. A different mindset. It impressed Peter in the slightest. He was highly intrigued by it all.
“Boys, I think we found ourselves a decent bunch,” Peter grinned. “Welcome aboard.”
The Gladers were all heaving hard still from the last test you’d all finished. But you hopped to your feet, giving Peter a piece of your mind.
“What if… What if we don’t want to stay after all?” Peter cocked a brow at you, waiting for you to continue. “You hold me hostage, dig a knife into my neck, make us hurt ourselves in these chaotic tasks… Where’s the order? Where are the rules? What’s the objective here?”
The Gladers looked at you, all nodding in agreement. This setting was so different from what they were used to. There seemed to be no rules or order. It was all anarchy. It was nothing like the Maze where everything had a place. Here, no one seemed to have an actual place or standing at all except for Peter.
“I think you’ve all been living like adults for too long.” A Lost Boy piped up from the crowd of them.
Peter looked in his direction, nodding. “I can agree with that. You lot need to have fun. There are no rules here. No order. But here you’re free to do whatever you like. You can go back to your pathetic lives in that artificial chunk of land, or stay here where time doesn’t exist and we can live on freely.”
You didn’t know what to say or do. You didn’t even know what Peter meant by artificial. The Maze was as real as it could get, wasn’t it? You shook your head, staying silent. Here in Neverland, it was big and beautiful. The air was different, too. It seemed fresher, real.
“I think we’ll stay,” Newt finally said. “We need something new, something that doesn’t make us go into a Maze and risk our lives.”
Peter smirked that famous smirk. “Perfect.”
