Chapter 4

Paris and Prince followed by 2 bodygaurds aproached the gates of Neverland. One of the gaurds opened the gates for them. As they walked the road path, Prince took a deep breath.

"What is it?" Paris asked. The whole 3000 acre land was quiet. Clouds covered the sun, and the wind blew Paris' long brown hair.

"I was....what? 5 years old since I came here? I still remember it. It's exactly how it used to be. Don't you remember?"

Paris pressed her lips together and put her hand in her coat pocket. "It's been a while..." She gazed around at her surroundings. "But yes....i remember."

"This place carries a lot of memories, don't it? Too bad I can't remember half of them..." Prince said softly.

Paris nodded. They approached the mansion and saw the big amusement park behind it. They stopped at the door.

"I don't get it." Paris said. "Why are we here?"

Prince shook his head. "I don't know, but I have a feeling....."

"If you don't mind me asking," one of the bodygaurds spoke. It was Mike, who used to be Michael Jackson's bodygaurd. "But what drove you to come here? Maybe I could help."

Prince looked at him and sighed. "There have been signs...leading here. I don't know exactly why...but..."

Mike nodded.

"...it's like Michael wanted us...HERE."

"Let's go inside," Paris suggested.

While Prince and Paris were gone, Jermaine tried to convince Janet that it was the right thing to sell Neverland.

"You are waisting your time. " Janet said. Her cell phone started to ring.

"Hello?"

"Hey I've got some...news." It was the Jackson's financial agent, Rod.

"Yes?"

"Some one had the nerve to call me. He offered...." Rod paused. "He offered 40 million dollars for Neverland."

Janet's eyes widdened. "Forty Million??"

Jermaine's eyes became big too.

"That's what I said."

"Tell him no." Janet said.

"What??" Jermaine whispered.

"It was Evan Chandler." Rod said. "Evan Chandler wants to buy neverland."

Janet's jaw dropped. A wave of rage occured in her heart. The same man who blackmailed her deceased brother, ruined his life, lied through his teeth for money, wanted to buy neverland.

"Janet?" Rod said.

"Tell him, I want to speak with him." Janet said in a low voice.

"God, it's cold in here." Mike commented as they entered the house. The building had been untouched for years. He tried turning on the lights but the lights wouldn't work.

Prince walked slowly through the room where Oprah and Michael had conducted an interview together. He ran his finger across the table. Prince had seen the interview. Interviews, music videos, and preformances was all Prince had to really see his father. He hardly remembered how he was like when he was alive so he tried to compensate with the footages. Prince slowly sat down in the chair Michael had sat in during the interview.

Paris frowned and walked up to him.

"Are you okay?"

Prince nodded. "Yeah I'm okay. I just wanna....sit here for a moment."

Paris sighed. "Okay. I'll be upstairs looking at my old room." She smiled.

Prince nodded.

Mike and the other bodygaurd looked around.

"Yep, these were the good ol' days." Mike said. Suddenly the room started to get dramatically colder.

Prince gazed at Mike. "What is going on?"

Mike gazed around. " I have no idea..."