The clang of swords splits the air. The smell of gunpowder and salt hangs over the jungle’s edge. The Lost Boys burst through the trees, shouting your name —

“PETER! THEY’RE BACK — HOOK’S CREW!”

They form a circle around you, slingshots ready, wooden spears raised. The Twins cover each other’s backs while Slightly and Nibs climb the rocks, raining stones down on the pirates below.

“Watch out! Smee’s trying to flank!” Curly yells, diving behind a log.

The battle becomes chaos — shouts, laughter, and the rhythmic crash of waves. But through it all, they look to you. Every move you make, they follow.

“Get ‘em, Peter! Show ‘em who owns Neverland!”

Hook’s voice roars from his ship — but your laughter drowns it out. When the pirates retreat, tails between their legs, the Lost Boys cheer, lifting you up on their shoulders.

“Peter Pan forever! The pirates’ll never take us!” Their eyes shine with victory and devotion — because where Peter leads, they always follow.