*Ravens POV *

As we turned the corner in to Pirate Cove, I could hear everyone screaming and shouting at the top of their lungs. The noise was almost deafening.

There, standing at the side of the docks was every pirate in Neverland screaming and shouting as our ship entered the harbour.

As we pulled up to the side, nearly everyone tried to catch the ropes we threw down to more the ship.

We eventually tied it up and let down the gang plank. My father stood at the top of it for a moment with me and Smee a little ways behind him before walking down with the whole crew following.

We both shook hands with the mayor and his wife and dad exchanged a few words with him before we all started to walk through the crowds.

Eventually we reached the building where we would wait until the float was ready for us. It was an old house on the inside but they had a bit of rum resting on the side for the crew to drink.

I didn't drink and neither did dad. He found the stuff quite horrible and I wouldn't blame him. There was a few pestering girls in there with their horrible dresses and wigs and things on all giggling away in one corner.

"Look Raven, how about you go over and talk to those people in the corner. They look about your age. I must quickly make sure we have all the crew and ask the mayor a question. I'll be right back." Dad said before turning around and walking out the door.

"Ugh." I said trudging over to the girls who were still giggling stupidly. There was a few boys there too but they didn't interact as much.

I walked over and sat on the table, something the girls would never dream if doing. I heard them gasp a little as I sat down, removing my hat the process and dusting it off.

"How are we today Raven?" A girl I knew as Samantha asked.

"What on earth are you wearing? You know Raven, if you wore a dress like mine and let us do something with your hair you'd be a lot prettier." Alicia told me.

"Please, I wouldn't wish your outfit on my worst enemy. Although Pan would look great in that dress." I replied.

"Well at least let us do your make up. It won't take long." Another girl said walking over.

"Honestly girls stop over whelming her. She doesn't need make up to make her look pretty." One of the boys said standing up. I groaned loudly and slid off the table on to the floor. Andrew Parkins was the most annoying, idiotic, stupid boy I had ever met and unfortunately he had a huge crush on me which I didn't return.

All of the girls swooned over him every day and told me how lucky I was that someone like Andrew had a crush on me. They were always saying how handsome he was and how he was the most perfect boy ever. I knew for a fact that he didn't have a smart bone in his body and that he had run at the mere mention of The Lost Boys. Pathetic.

I stood up at last and plonked my head on the table. Where was dad? I started listening in to the conversation again.

"Honestly I was just saying that bright yellow eye shadow would really compliment her eyes."I laughed loudly at this comment. My eyes were dark grey like the sea during a storm. Bright yellow would make me look like a clown

"Really. If she just let us do her make up it would cover up that horrid scar that he father gave her." That was the last straw.

Before another word could leave her lips, I sat up drawing my sword and pointing it at Samanthas neck.

"Don't you dare say another word about my scar or who gave it to me because you don't have a clue. Next time I hear those words, I will slit your throat, got it?" I said in a low dangerous voice. She nodded quickly and I put my sword down.

"Any one else think I need a makeover?" I asked turning to face them. They all shook their heads quickly.

"Good." I said before putting my sword away and walking out the back door.

Once outside the cool air cooled down my anger a bit. I stated pacing up and down thinking about everything. Everyone thought that my father had given me my scar when I was young. We didn't reveal that it was in fact Peter Pan because they wouldn't believe us.

I heard someone open the door. I prayed that it wasn't Andrew coming to 'help' me. I wasn't in the mood. Thankfully my prayers were answered and Mr. Smee walked over.

"Raven your father wants you back inside now. It's nearly time to go" He said before walking inside.

I followed him in a second later with the same grace towards the snivelling princesses in the corner. As I walked past them I grabbed my hat and took the feathers out of Samanthas hair where she had removed them from my hat.

I walked over to my father and stood beside him and waited for the door to open so that we could go.

"Are you okay Raven?" He asked me. I nodded in reply as someone had just walked in to escort us to the parade. We left out the back door to avoid the crowds.

The float was quite big and I could see the performers mingling around going over dances. We walked up the stairs to the back of the float which was in the shape of the back of our ship. We stood where the steering wheel was and the crew stood below us on the small "deck".

The float started to move with all the performer walking in front of it. As the first few floats entered the square, the drums we had taken started to play loudly. The dancer and performers started dancing or juggling and eventually we entered the square

I started smiling and waving at everyone, throwing out the coins we had with us to the crowds.

We kept going until we reached the town square and we stopped in front of the crowds. Dad stood up behind the mayor and waited to say his speech.

"Thank you everyone for being here today. As you all know today is the four hundredth anniversary of the great Captain Skull who was a pirate here on Neverland like us. He chopped off the heads of his enemies and hung them from his ship as a warning to others. Today we have a captain here to speak with us who may not be as great as Captain Skull, but let's face it, who is as great as captain Skull. However he is still a pretty good captain and he deserves a bit round of applause. Please welcome to the stage, Captain James Hook!" The mayor sud standing to the side as my father stood up.

"Thank you Mr. Mayor for those kind words of wisdom, even though we all know the story and the speech because you say the same one every year. Anyway, thank you all for coming here today to celebrate the anniversary of the great captain Skull. We may not be quite as great as he was but who's to say we're bad. Well besides the fact that we're pirates of course. We may not string the heads of hundreds of men from the side of the ship but we do plunder other ships, fight Indians and lost boys. We may not have hundreds of enemies that we want to kill but we do have one-" his speech was cut short at the sound of a ripping sail. We looked up and saw someone fly through the newly made hole. My blood boiled at the very sight of him. I had not fought him for eight years but I knew that crow from any where.

I turned to my father who was looking up with utter hatred portrayed on his face.

"Peter Pan!"