PETER PAN x SHE WHO BECAME THE SUN in a Malaysian-inspired, genderbent retelling of Captain Hook
Jordan was once a Lost Boy, convinced she would never grow up. Now, she’s twenty-two and exiled to the real world, still suffering withdrawal from the magic Dust of her childhood—and the drug she’s using to medicate that withdrawal is wreaking its final, fatal effects. With nothing left to lose, Jordan returns to the Island and its stories—of pirates and war and the cruelty of youth—intent on facing Peter one last time, on her own terms.
If that makes her the villain…so be it.
Nine years after leaving the Island, Jordan still hated the city heat.
She tucked her helmet tighter under her arm, breathed through the soup of air that stuck her synth-fiber body armor to her skin. Sweating spectators jostled her shoulders and leaned toward the ring below, where two fighters in similar gear jabbed and blocked and danced.
An otherwise even match, except one of them was going through karsa withdrawal. Even from up here, Jordan could see him shaking.
“Are you really the Silver Fist?”
She looked down. A boy of about ten stared up at her, grubby fingers clenched around a fried dough stick. No parents or siblings that she could see—and he was thin and tired-looking in a way that reminded her of Peter, of the Island, of worming into bed next to Baron with her stomach a shriveled knot of Pretend supper.
An aspiring fighter, then. Or perhaps one already.
She wondered if he’d ever dreamed of the Island—if he’d ever read the Sir Franklin novel or watched the movie adaptation and thought it, for a moment, real.