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It was cold. Though it wasn't unpleasant. No, not at all. I almost felt comfortable, safe and…wary. Well, I guess that's how you feel when you're slowly sinking through a deep empty ocean. Though I didn't know why I wasn't feeling the urge to swim to the surface. Why wasn't I even trying to breath? Was that it? Was dying supposed to make you feel so helpless? And then it clicked.

I wasn't fighting for my life simply because … I was not dying, I could breath. Slowly, I forced my eyes to focused on what was surrounding me, though I knew it perfectly well; water, seawater. I was breathing underwater.

I Felt the need to freak out, I wanted to have a mental breakdown. I wanted to ask myself what the hell was happening, but I couldn't. It was the water. The sea had somehow managed to take all the fear away, like if it was perfectly fine to sleep underwater. Somehow I trusted the water. I knew that the sea would do everything in his hand (well, current) to keep me safe. Don't ask me why because I seriously had no fucking idea.

Although I did trust the water, I wasn't trusting what was in the water. You know that feeling when you're swimming somewhere deep in the ocean, and you start panicking about the infinite amount of deadly creatures that are hiding in the darkness, way out of your sight, ready to murder you? Well that was definitely what I was starting to feel.

As if on queue, I heard a faint yelp somewhere behind me, but I was too sleepy to even turn around. Stupid, manipulative water. I simply lay there floating sloth style, too fed up with the craziness to even bother. I tried to concentrate on anything that could give away where the creature was, but I only heard the sound of bubbles each time the beast swam. Oh shit! I think I saw a tail. I think I saw a tail! That's it , end of argument, there is a freaking shark who wants to eat me.

Just as I was about to snap out of the trance and swim the fuck away I felt a pair of smooth hands softly push me from behind. Slowly, I floated to the surface with the help of that strange presence who could clearly hold their breath for a long time, but then of course, I could also breath under water, so why not them as well? The closer I got to the surface, the more control I was gaining on my body.

Suddenly all the panick I should had felt long before was kicking fiercely in. How did I end up here, because the last time I checked, I was sleeping peacefully in my bed. Right? Wasn't that what I was doing? Oh, no. What was I doing before a suddenly woke in this freezing water? I don't understand! Why can't I remember. I don't know if it was because of the cold water or because I was simply freaking out , that I instantly tensed. The owner of the hands had probably sensed it, because as soon I started breathing in short shallow breaths it placed a comforting hand on my shoulder, and it worked.

Gradually I pulled myself together and decided to trust it. What was I even trusting? Good question. Carefully, I shifted so that I could face it. A girl? Yes, it was a girl, who managed a soft smile. She was uncommonly beautiful, victoria's secret style, though I couldn't quite see her clearly as the water was deliberately putting me back in zombie mode. I tried to fight it back by shaking my head, but it was no use. I stared into her eyes for help , earning a simple nod from her. She was telling me to just give in, to do what my heart was yelling at me to do. A part of me trusted the water with my life ( creepy ), the conscious part screamed danger. Just before I could decide on what to do, my eyes shot a glance at her tail. Pretty. Wait, What?! She has a tail? I freaking blue fish tail! There was a faint chuckle as I realized she was a freaking mermaid. I shoke my head in confusion, Though I was abruptly interrupted by her suddenly serious glare. Bipolar mermaid. We had nearly reached the surface when she suddenly placed a hand on my cheek and truned my head to face her.

"Save us" she whispered and pushed me out of the water, leaving no time for me to react.

The sea, which had once been so welcoming and peaceful was now a pure battlefield between the waves. I had been left to my mercy in he middle of a storm. Instantly I duck my head back under water searching for the mermaid, though she was nowhere to be seen. Stupid fish! Couldn't she had just taken me somewhere near shore or some… That's it! I needed to find land not far away I could swim to. I tried to look over the fierce ocean, but it was hard to see with so much water trashing into my eyes.

"Come on Mia! You need to find land quick!" I shouted to myself frustrated.

The water was seriously aggressive. The waves from a distince came rushing with such force that the collision almost knocked me out a few times. However I managed to steady myself and located a dark island which was actually not far away at all.

"Great. I just have to manage to get there before I die of exhaustion" with that a kicked the water with all my will and began my way to the island. Surprisingly, it wasn't difficult at all, as if somehow the waves were opening a path between their battle to let me reach my goal.

Nahh. Pff I'm just being egocentric and thinking that the water is actually trying to help me. A small chuckle escaped from my mouth, which I soon regretted because a whole handful of salty water went into my mouth. Yuck! Anyways, that wasn't even enough to stop me from getting to the island, which took about half an hour of kicking and splashing. Exhaustion was all I felt when my trembling feet finally touched the rocky sand. I did my best to try and catch my breath. I almost felt bad for leaving the water, we had been through so much together! No, but seriously, it felt really strange to finally be on hard land. Did I forget how to walk? 'Cause I was seriously having problems with staying up straight on the ground. I kept tripping over rocks ore small holes in the ground. A few meters away from the jungle that stood in front of me, I tripped over a freaking log and fell face first on the ground. I groaned in frustation.

However I was so tired and fed up with everything that I decided it will be a good moment too sleep. That's right, I didn't even care about the deadly creatures that could be luring deep in the jungle, because I, Mia Jardine, had had enough.

Tehee, lazy me.

Finally with that, I fell asleep.

THIRD PERSON's P.O.V

Like later that day, the lost boys were wildly dancing and punching the air around the bonfire. Some were yelling victorious exclamations, others were joyfully humming the tune that a young boy in green was playing on his pipes. Peter Pan.

Peter smiled to himself, satisfied at what he had accomplished over the past couple of years, especially over what he had accomplished over the past coulpe of days. He had Henry swan, the boy with the heart of the truest believer. What a nice little guy he was, shame we was going to kill him soon. Peter turned his attention back on the pipes, and suddenly his eyes widened. He stood there froze for about a minute and sharply stood on his feet. One of his lost boys, Felix, had noticed this reaction and began to make his way to his leader. Peter caught eye of him and nodded

"Is something wrong Pan?" asked the troubled boy

"Someone new is on the island"

Felix nodded in understandment "Does he need to be taken care of?"

Peter pan looked straight into his fellow companions eyes and took a few steps forward

"Yes, indeed she does."