فصل 41

CHAPTER 41

OMBRA’S PLAN

J.D. LOOKED BACK, SCANNING THE CROWD on the Fantasyland concourse. He quickly turned forward and ducked his head. “Bad news,” he told Sarah. “The big guy must’ve spotted us. He’s coming fast.”

“Can he see us now?” said Sarah.

J.D. checked. “Not at the moment.”

“This way,” she said, turning sharply right past a herd of parked strollers and trotting toward the 3-D attraction, Mickey’s PhilharMagic. They melted into the crowd milling around beneath the movie arcade. J.D. kept his face turned away from the concourse. Sarah peeked around him. She saw Armstrong, his head swiveling, walk past the strollers. He kept going.

“He went past,” she said. “Now what?” said J.D. “Now we need to find Aidan,” said Sarah.

“Any idea how we do that?”

“I guess we just start searching, and hope we find him before anybody else—what is it?”

J.D. was staring at the sky. “I found him,” he said. “And Peter.”

Sarah followed his eyes and saw them, unnoticed by the crowd on the concourse below—two dark shapes alighting on the arcade of the Peter Pan’s Flight building, only a few feet from statues representing Peter Pan, Wendy, and her brothers in flight.

Sarah ran toward them, calling Aidan’s name and shouting. Aidan, on hands and knees, saw her, and gestured urgently for her to stay where she was. Then he and Peter crawled along the roof in her direction. When they reached the side of the building, Peter dangled his legs over the edge and, with Aidan clinging to his back, they dropped to the ground. This did not go unnoticed—a small crowd, assuming this little drama had something to do with the Peter Pan ride, gathered, pointing, taking pictures and video, thrusting autograph books toward the bewildered Peter.

Aidan grabbed Peter’s arm, pulling him through the crowd toward Mickey’s PhilharMagic. “Show’s over, folks!” he said. “You’ll see Peter in the parade!” They made their way to J.D. and Sarah. Sarah gave her brother a huge hug, much to his embarrassment. She turned to Peter.

“How did you—?”

“No time,” interrupted Aidan, pushing his sister and J.D. toward the entrance to Mickey’s PhilharMagic. “Hurry!”

They ducked into the building. Seconds later, the first dark, flying shapes appeared over Fantasyland.

Inside the movie, Aidan and the others joined a line of visitors flowing through the turnstiles. They passed bins filled with yellow 3-D glasses. J.D., Sarah, and Aidan took them; Sarah grabbed an extra pair and handed them to Peter.

“What’re these?” Peter asked.

“Three-D glasses,” said Sarah.

“I don’t need eyeglasses,” said Peter.

“Just take them,” said Sarah.

They moved into a large waiting area, filled with families. Aidan gathered them into a little huddle for a whispered talk.

“We have a big problem,” he began.

“The police?” said J.D.

Aidan shook his head. “Ombra,” he said.

“But you got away from him,” said Sarah.

“Yeah,” said Aidan. “For now.”

“What do you mean?” said J.D.

“Okay, listen,” said Aidan. “I don’t remember most of what happened when Ombra was…when he was inside me. But when he left me, for just a second there, I could feel him. I knew what he was thinking.” Aidan shuddered.

“What was he thinking?” said Sarah.

“He’s weak. I mean, he still can do stuff—like the way he controlled me—but he doesn’t have anything like the power he used to have.”

“Thank goodness,” said Peter.

“Because he’s weak, he lives in the ravens,” said Aidan. “He’s spread out, a little bit of him in each one, so even if one bird is killed, most of Ombra is still okay. But he wants to bring the birds together.”

“What do you mean?” said Sarah.

“Remember what the ravens did outside the hotel in London?” said Aidan. “When they formed into that giant Ombra shape?”

“Yes,” said Sarah.

“He wants to be like that, only instead of a bunch of separate birds, he’ll be one being. Like what he was long ago, only bigger. And more powerful.”

“How’s he going to do that?” asked J.D.

“Starstuff,” said Aidan. “He wants to use it on the ravens.”

Peter nodded. “It can change animals. That’s where the mermaids came from.” A chime sounded from his hair. “And Tink,” he added.

“Exactly,” said Aidan. “That’s why he’s been after Sarah and me; he wanted the box. He’s been waiting a hundred years to get hold of starstuff. He wants to use it to transform the birds, to bring them together with him inside them, so he’ll become this new…thing. That’s why he took the gold box. He had it all set up; he used me to turn the wheel, and when he did he left me and went back into the birds. The starstuff was supposed to transform them. Except—”

“There wasn’t any starstuff,” said J.D.

“I know!” said Aidan. “What happened to it?” He nodded toward Peter. “And how did he get here?”

“We went to Never Land,” said Sarah.

“What?” said Aidan, drawing stares from people around them. Lowering his voice again, he said, “You went there? When?”

Before Sarah could answer, the doors to the theater opened and the crowd began to surge inside, carrying Sarah, Aidan, J.D., and Peter along. They sat near the back, put on their glasses, and leaned together to resume whispering. As the movie began, Sarah, with some help from J.D., quickly filled Aidan in on their trip across the bridge, their adventures on Mollusk Island, and their return to the same instant they left. Peter, meanwhile, stared through his 3-D glasses in openmouthed fascination at the screen, which displayed fantastic moving and talking images that sometimes flew toward him, coming so close that he could reach out and touch them—except that, oddly enough, he could not.

“So,” said Aidan, after several minutes of sometimes- confusing explanations, “you came back with the box empty.”

“Right,” said Sarah. “We used up the last of the starstuff to get back over the bridge.”

“But you’re saying you came back at the same time you left—so it looked as if you never left.”

“Right,” said J.D.

“And that’s when I grabbed the box,” said Aidan.

“Yes,” said Sarah.

Aidan nodded. “I get it,” he said. “Ombra thought the box still had starstuff in it, because it did when you got on the ride.”

“Who’s that?” said Peter, pointing at the screen, where a cartoon figure was flying over London, clad in a green tunic, green tights, and a feathered green cap.

“That’s you,” said Sarah.

“What?” said Peter, drawing shushing noises from people sitting nearby. “I don’t look like that! And who’s the flying girl?”

“That’s Tinker Bell,” said Sarah. This drew a burst of bells from Peter’s hair, and more shushing.

“What’d she say?” whispered Sarah.

“She says that looks like a flying cow,” said Peter.

“Sarah, listen,” hissed Aidan. “We have a big problem. Ombra really wants the starstuff. Since it wasn’t in the box, he’s going to think we still have it. He’s going to come looking for us. The ravens are outside somewhere, right now.”

“Not to mention the police,” said J.D.

The movie was ending. Donald Duck flew off the screen and over their heads, face-planting in the wall at the back of the theater to the raucous laughter of the crowd. The lights came on; the doors opened; the crowd started shuffling out into the night.

“So what’re we gonna do?” said Aidan, as they approached the exit.

J.D. stopped them. “Listen,” he said. “Maybe I should just turn myself in to the police.”

“What?” said Sarah.

“We don’t need to keep running,” said J.D. “We got the starstuff back to the island. Now we can explain that I didn’t kidnap you guys. I mean, I’ll probably get in some trouble, but…”

“No,” said Aidan.

“Why not?” said J.D.

“Ombra,” said Aidan. “He can get inside the police, get inside anybody. He is not going to rest until he finds the starstuff.”

“But there isn’t any,” said Sarah. “Eventually he’ll find that out.”

“That’s what has me worried,” said Aidan. “He’ll be angry. He’ll want to hurt us. And he can. Sarah, you have no idea how evil that thing is. If the police have us, he can get to us.”

“He’s right,” said Peter.

“So what do we do?” said J.D.

“We have to get out of here, away from the police and away from all these people,” said Aidan. “And then we have to deal with Ombra.”

“How?” said Sarah.

“We’ll have to figure that out,” said Aidan. “First, we need to get out of here.”

They were almost to the exit. Ahead of them, the crowd in the concourse looked thicker than ever.

“All right,” said J.D. “We’re going to separate. We keep in sight of each other, but we don’t walk together. There’s a huge crowd out there; that’s in our favor. We blend in, we head for the exit, and when we get outside we meet at the ferryboat landing. Okay? Watch for police and security guards.”

“And watch the sky,” said Aidan.

“I’ll do that,” said Peter. They had reached the exit.

“Ready?” said J.D. The others nodded.

“Okay,” said J.D. “Let’s go.”