Color - #A10000
Devin sat in his hideout, his small treehouse deep within the thick forest of Neverland. It was of simple design, having been cobbled together rather quickly. But it was sturdy. It rested in one of the highest tree tops in that area of the jungle. It had a great view of the surrounding area, and was pretty well hidden by the branches of the tree it sat on, keeping it hidden from someone like Peter Pan who can fly, or his dreaded Shadow. Devin sat next to the window, peering out at his own personal hell. He was running a stone up, and down his cutlass, making sure it was sharp.
And then he him, Pan returning to the god forsaken island. A bright flash of green light lite up the sky as a giant hole opened up. Pan flew in from his usual trips to the regular world. But he was not alone. Pan had brought someone with him. Devin couldn't tell, but the person he brought with him was a girl, a new Wendy to replace the one he killed so long ago. Devin picked up his spyglass, which had the initals JH etched into it. He peered into it, and saw that Pan was carrying a girl.
Devin growled lowly, and tossed the spyglass aside. Devin put on his belt that held the sheath for his two blades, and put on his quiver for his arrows. Before he opened up the hatch to get out of his treehouse, he turned to a pirate chest. He opened it up, and took out a couple of small black sacks that were tied up, and had a fuse poking out of the closed off top. Once he had all his little 'toys' in hand he opened up the hatch, and carefully climbed down the tree.
Color - #04B404
Pan flew Isobel to the Lost Boy's camp, and landed with the greatest of grace. "Welcome to Neverland Izzy." He stated with a charming smile. The Lost Boys began coming out of the various tents. The Lost Boys were....well rather rough looking. They wore dirty rags for clothes, and most of them had very visable scars all over their bodies. Two of the Lost Boys stood out from the rest. A tall, lanky young man appearing to be in his late teens with a large scar across his face, and the other was a wild looking young Asian man with black hair, and three red mohawks.
They were Pan's lieutenants, his left, and right hands Felix, and Rufio. They were the toughest, and most trusted of the Lost Boys, with Felix being one of the first to arrive on the island. Rufio on the other hand hadn't been in Neverland as long as the others, as he came there in the 1980s. Despite his 'youth' among the Lost Boys he quickly rose through the ranks as Pan took a shine to the young man. "Lads this is Isobel, your new mother." Pan introduced her.
Felix, and Rufio took their usual place at Pan's side, and the Lost Boys began gathering around her. Each of them had a loving, and happy smile. They each began telling her their names, and trying to be as welcoming as possible. "We haven't had a girl on the island since Wen......" A young boy started to say before remembering that Pan didn't allow them to mention Wendy. He looked to Pan with slight fear. "It's alright lad. He was going to say we haven't had a girl on Neverland since Wendy. She....was murdered by someone we thought we could trust."
"We call him The Lost One, or The Wolf. We dare not speak his name." He explained with a heavy heart. "The Lost One was one of the first of the Lost Boys. He was my second-in-command for a very long time. When I brought Wendy to Neverland...he became obsessed with her, and jealous because....I loved her, and she loved me. So when he was rejected by her, he killed her. We haven't been able to catch ever since." Pan continued to explain. He had some genuine sadness in voice even though he was lying his ass off. He's come to believe these lies.