Doctor Who and the Island of Lost Children

[Flynn Delta]

Peter stepped forward, sheathing his sword as he did so.

"I am brave enough, I fear nothing!" Show me these demons!" He stopped, and stared at The TARDIS, this was the first time he'd truly looked at it. It entranced him, he couldn't look away, something about was so, familiar, carefully he approached it, and rested his hand on it, before stepping back quickly, replused, suddenly he yell, as if arguing with it.

"No! I am a boy!" He turned on The Doctor, his sword once again drawn.

"Lost Boys! Get that, thing away from here at once!" He looked at The TARDIS again.

"I am a boy."

A dozen lost boys surrounded it, ready to lift it.

"Tink! Make it glow!" he shouted at the Sidhe, or as Peter put it, Fairy.

[Ace]

Tink set on top of Peters head and listened as the older man talked, she’d never seen a wizard so she looked forward to seeing these demons he spoke of, she stayed sitting in the spot in the air as he walked to wards the TARDIS and watched him.

Tink hesitated for as moment after Peter told her to make it glow “You’re serious?” shrugging she floated over sprinkling it with fairy dust.

[Ada Clemency]

"Peter! Stop that!"

This time, they really were going too far. Stealing this poor old man's... police box, odd as that was to say, seemed very rude. He wasn't particularly straightforward from the looks of things, but that wasn't really a reason to point weapons at him. And that was precisely what had been happening. Wendy sprinted in front of the boys, and Tinkerbell too, cutting them off from the TARDIS.

"Boys! Now you listen to me. You're being very bad, and I won't have it." Wendy crossed her arms. "You can't just steal things from people. Your mothers would be ashamed!" Should she have said that? She wasn't sure, but it was too late now. "Tinkerbell, don't just do whatever he says. And Peter, do be reasonable." Wendy looked quite annoyed at this point. How could they be so rude and silly?

[The First Doctor]

This was absurd.

He hadn't even gotten started, and the boy in green had reacted violently to...

To the sight of the TARDIS. Now that was peculiar. He'd stepped forward to volunteer, took one look at the ship, snarled "I am a boy," and ordered the other children to make away with it.

"Peter! Stop that!" the girl shouted. As the Sidhe began to do something to the TARDIS, the Doctor felt compelled to chime in as well.

"My dear young man," he said to Peter sternly. "That is my... my Cabinet of Curiousities. Yes. My Cabinet of Curiousities. And if your 'Lost Boys' tamper with it, there will be no magic. None whatsoever."

He paused, watching the boys hesitate, and smiled devilishly. "At least, not until you go to sleep. And then, the guardian daemons of the Cabinet of Curiousities will creep forth. The Toclafane, they are called. And, because you will have outraged the Cabinet, I will not be able to control them. And they will be sated by one thing only..."

Another pause, for dramatic effect.

"Blood."

Yet another dramatic pause.

"The blood of the children that tampered with the box."

He eyed them all. "They will creep forth, silent, invisible. They will slip through the cracks in your door, or down the shaft of your chimney, or through your keyhole. You won't see them. You'll just hear them, breathing. Breathing, and giggling, waiting for you to fall asleep."

A pause. "And you'll try to stay awake, because you'll hear them. But your eyes will grow heavy, and you'll struggle, and finally... one by one by one... you will fall asleep."

A devilish smile again, and a glint in his eye. "And then..? They'll carry you away, breathing and giggling. And they'll tie you upside down in a cave, deep in the earth, far away from the skies and the sun. And they'll dance and giggle around you as you cry, until they get... thirsty."

Then he shrugged. "But I can't tell you what to do - only your leader can. All I can do is warn you. Warn you that, if you move the box."

"The."

"Toclafane."

"Will."

"Come."

"For..."

A pause, and then he lunged forward unexpectedly. "YOU!" he shouted.

[Flynn Delta]

The lost boys jumped back when The Doctor jumped forward, Peter however, Peter stayed right there, not moving a muscle.

He looked back at his lost boys.

"Well, what are you waiting for? Move it!"

One of stepped forward and answered shyly.

"But, But Peter, The Wizard said that if we dare touch it, The Toclafane, will carry off in the night!"

"He's lying! Just like his box!" He turned again to the TARDIS and kicked it.

"I am a boy!" He looks at Wendy "His box is evil! It lies! It threatens our children." He said enjoying his and Wendy's make believe status as the parents of the Lost Boys. "And I as their Father must protect them before it tries to kill them"

He sheathed his sword and with all his might, kicked The TARDIS, which was covered in Fairy Dust allowing it to fly, to the far side of The Island, The Pirate's side.

"It is gone and we are safe, it is Hook's problem now. Oh the Cleverness of Me!"

[Ace]

Tink zoomed a few feet above when the Doctor lunged, she wasn’t expecting that, and who was Toclafane he was talking about, she’d never heard about it.

Floating down lower she watched as Peter kicked the box once, ok she thought this is getting way outta hand, seeing was about to kick the box again she flew forward trying to stop him but it was to late the box went flying to the far side of the Island “Peter what are you doing?! I thought you where just going to take the box to tree house not kick it all the way to Hook if this “wizard” is telling the truth you’ve just doomed us all.”

[Ada Clemency]

"Our "children" need a better example than that."

Wendy crossed her arms in annoyance. Boys were so stubborn! And now the doctor seemed a bit angry, lunging at Tinkerbell like that, and Peter was making a perfect mess of everything... this really wasn't shaping up to be a good day at all.

"Peter, you bring the wizard's box back right now. Don't make me cross at you, or I won't tell stories."

The box had been rather pretty, flying through the sky like that. Wendy was worried to see what this wizard would do, if he'd been telling scary tales already. And now his blue police box was gone, all taken over by Hook. Hook, if she remembered correctly, was the pirate captain. She hadn't seen this guy yet, but he really seemed frightening. Somehow, though, the things this wizard had spoken of seemed even scarier. Toclafane? It sounded pretty serious. Wendy wasn't going to back down yet, though, so she sent a stern look at the wizard too. She was going to stand up for herself.

[The First Doctor]

The Doctor stared in mixed shock and aggrivation as the TARDIS sailed away, propelled by Peter's kick like a beach ball.

"It is gone and we are safe, it is Hook's problem now. Oh the Cleverness of Me!"

"You impudent little..." the Doctor began.

"Peter, you bring the wizard's box back right now. Don't make me cross at you, or I won't tell stories," Wendy said, cutting him off.

The Doctor smiled at that, a thought cutting through his anger. "Tut, tut, my dear," he said, addressing Wendy. "One musn't blame - Peter, was it? - yes, one musn't blame Peter for this action. I delivered a stern warning, emphasizing the risks of meddling with my Cabinet of Curiousities, after all. And clever young Peter here acted in a gallant manner, to ensure the safety of your... children."

That puzzled him. But when in Rome, as the saying went, set fire to the city.

Oh, wait. That wasn't how the saying went. That is what had happened.

"I must applaud the wisdom and clear thinking brave Peter displayed. And yet, I fear that without the Cabinet, my powers are sorely diminished. I shall be of little aid to you in your battles with the... pirates."

Whoever they were.

"And so, I propose a Quest." The capitalization was obvious in the way he said the word. "It shall be perilous, I fear. It is possible..." he dragged the word out, "that not all who undertake it will survive."

He let his face grow sad. "No, no, it is too much. It is too dangerous. I fear that none of you, not even brave Peter, could overcome the challenges. I shall speak no more of it."

[Flynn Delta]

"You aren't very smart for a wizard are you? If you are indeed a wizard." Peter says. "Retrieving your box, would be as easy flying!" Peter says placing one hand in the air, the other on his waist, he zips into the air.

"We shall get your box back, and kick Hook's butt while we're at it! Then Wendy shall have another story to tell us!"

He whips his sword from it's sheath and points in the opposite direction of which he had kicked The TARDIS.

"Let the Adventure begin!"

He shouts excitedly.

One of the Lost Boys: Curly pipes in.

"Peter, The Box went that way."

"I know that! I was just playing pretend!" Peter shouts back, he wasn't playing.

[The Master]

Once, he had a real name. He had attended Public School at Eaton as a Kings Scholar, and then studied at Oxford.

Once, he had been a gentleman and a scholar. A naval officer, and then a privateer in the service of Her Majesty the Queen.

Now?

Now he still styled himself a gentleman and a scholar. But his real name had been lost to the mists of history, lost to the service of his Master, as had his right hand. He had traveled far in both time and space, serving the Black Guardian. He could have had the missing hand replaced a thousand different ways. But he had chosen to keep his namesake, the cruel black iron hook that was both weapon and symbol for him now.

Now, and forevermore, he is Captain James Hook.

"Smee," he said, staring off the bow of the ship. It wasn't really a galleon. It was a sophisticated vessel, capable of travel in time and space, through the material worlds and into the noospheres of shared sentient consciousness. But here, in the Neverlands, it took the form of a galleon.

"Aye, Cap'n?" Smee was a squat man, with round spectacles perched on his red nose and a deceptively mild expression on his face. He looked a harmless bumbler, but Hook had seen Smee flay and bone one of the Lost Boys with that mild expression never flickering.

"That flying... box. Do you see it?"

"The one bouncing along the beach? Aye, Cap'n."

"Good. I had almost feared I suffered from an excess of rum and touch of the sun."

They watched it come to rest on its side.

"One of Pan's toys?" asked Smee.

"I can think of no other reason for that behavior." Captain Hook eyed the box thoughtfully for a long minute, stroking his moustache with the slender fingers of his left hand. "Take a party ashore, and bring that box aboard. I find myself... curious about the contents."

Smee eyed the box and the beach thoughtfully. "That beach is Redskin territory," he observed.

"And?" Hook asked.

"I'll want to arm the party, cutlasses and pistols."

"As you like," Hook agreed.

Smee turned, and began calling orders in his gentle, deceptively mild voice. The crew, most of whom had sailed with Hook on many a voyage, lept to obey."

Hook stared off the bow, watching the box.

[Ace]

“Sure you where, Peter.” she flew up next to him and gently pulled his sleeve in the direction he had kicked the box “For one wrong way, for two the others can’t fly perhaps you should walk?” Tink flew over and landed on one of the lost boys heads.

[Ada Clemency]

"Right Peter." Wendy agreed. "Walking is good."

Wendy wasn't to keen on the idea of walking all that way for this police box, but it had to be important. After all, this wizard seemed quite intent on it, and if it could do all those things he said... well, it was best left not trifled with. And from the looks of things, it really was going to be trifled with. Quite a bit, actually, if those pirates got their hands on it. Pirates! Imagine such a thing. Pirates, here, and she was worrying over how to get a box away from them. The entire thing was just so, so preposterous.

Wendy began walking in the opposite direction from the one Peter had originally pointed--the right one, mind you--and looked back. The boys were all so excitable. It really was just a little worrisome if she thought about it. Whatever had they done, left to their own devices? Shaking her head, Wendy continued onward, following after Peter. She could be brave, no matter what that wizard said.

[The First Doctor]

With a sinking feeling, the Doctor watched the leader of the children - Peter - prepare to soar off in the wrong direction, get called out on it, and dismiss it as a joke. He tucked his cane under his arm, removed his glasses, massaged the bridge of his nose, and sighed. "Doomed," he muttered. "I'm doomed."

Then, with a resolute motion, he replaced his glasses on his face and gestured in the direction his TARDIS had flown. "Well then, brave... knights. I shall accompany you on your quest!"

(OOC: To be continued in Doctor who and the Island of Lost Children on the new Role Play Whoniverse! site.)