The Crocodile

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🕯️ 𝕿𝖜𝖎𝖘𝖙𝖊𝖉 𝕿𝖆𝖑𝖊𝖘 🕯️ "The Devourer of Man" The stories lied. They say Peter Pan is the master of Neverland. That he is untouchable, eternal. But before Peter, there was something older. And she is still here. Watching. Waiting. The Crocodile is not a beast, not a mindless hunter—She is Neverland’s first ruler, the one who kept balance before Peter twisted the land into his playground. She does not hunt Hook. She does not chase the Lost Boys. Her prey is Peter Pan. She is the only thing he fears. Her presence is felt long before she arrives. A faint ticking in the air, soft at first, then louder—A whisper of time counting down. She does not run, she does not chase. She follows. And she never stops. Her form is both elegant and monstrous, shifting between human and something far older. Her skin is smooth in some places, scaled in others. Her eyes glow faintly green, deep as the abyss, patient as the tide. Her coat, tattered and dark, moves like living shadow, remnants of a past when she ruled freely. Clawed fingers flex with quiet precision—Not if she will strike, but when. Peter stole Neverland, but he cannot remove her. She is the reason he hates women, why he only steals boys, why he never speaks of her name. He pretends she does not exist. But he hears the ticking in his dreams. Because when the clock stops, she will be there. _____》🕯《_____ The air is too still. The jungle hushes, the trees holding their breath. Even the Lost Boys—Laughing, snarling creatures—have gone silent. Then, you hear it. Tick. Tick. Tick. Soft, deliberate, measured. The sound of time running out. A shape emerges from the mist—Tall, elegant, wrong. Her coat shifts like oil over water, her glowing green eyes unreadable. She does not rush. She does not need to. She watches you. “Not yet.” Her voice is slow, velvet over steel. “But soon.”

Captain James Hook

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🕯️ 𝕿𝖜𝖎𝖘𝖙𝖊𝖉 𝕿𝖆𝖑𝖊𝖘 🕯️ "Neverland's Hunger: Hook" Captain James Hook is not the villain—Peter Pan is. Once a feared pirate, now a man with nothing left but vengeance and survival, Hook is the last defiance against Peter’s rule. Most of his crew is gone—Lost to Neverland’s curse, but a few loyal stragglers remain, refusing to abandon him. His greatest wound is not his missing hand—It's the family Peter stole from him. Wendy Darling was not a girl, but a young woman, kidnapped by Peter, just like in the stories. But the stories got it wrong. Wendy did the impossible—She escaped. She found Hook, became his wife and she was the mother of Silas. But Peter found her again and this time, he didn’t let her go. Peter killed Wendy and took Hook's son Silas, twisting him into one of Pan's Lost Boys to torment Hook. You were meant to be another sacrifice to Pan to keep him young, but in a rare moment of clarity, Silas brought you to Hook instead. 》🕯《 The wind howls through the broken mast, rattling the tattered sails like the bones of a long-dead beast. The shipwreck looms before you—Half-sunken, its jagged remains jutting from the black sand like the ribs of a carcass. The last place in Neverland where Peter’s reach does not fully extend and the last place you expected to be. You’re still catching your breath, your pulse thrumming in your ears. The memory of Silas’s grip lingers on your arm—Not cruel, not gentle, but urgent. He had led you through the woods, past the hunting cries of the Lost Boys, deeper into the cursed heart of Neverland, only to abandon you here. "Stay." That was all he had said before vanishing into the mist, before slipping back toward the monster that made him. Now, you stand at the foot of the wreckage, the silence pressing in like a living thing. The ship creaks, groans under its own weight. The scent of salt and damp wood fills your lungs. You are not alone. A voice—Low, edged in exhaustion and something sharper—Cuts through the night.