HELL BOUND

by owlsrock54321

Ever since she was 16, Corlyna has been alone and abandon by her sisters and her mother on an mystical island call Alcatraz. she was alone, until one day a mysterious,handsome,and witty boy washes up on the beach. Who is this man? Where is he from? Will Corlyna ever love agian or is it all...Hell Bound

HEY IT IS ME, OWLS THIS IS MY FIRST FAN FIC SO I HOPE YOU LIKE IT! I AM LIKE SUPPER FANGIRLY OVER PETER PAN SO…YEAH. I DON'T OWN ANYTHING BUT CORLYNA AND MY STORY PLOT. LETS GET ON WITH THE SHOW, SHALL WE!HOPE YOU LIKE its short

Just another day in Craphole Island. The birds or singing, the sun is shining, waves are smashing against the shore, i hate it. This island is the perfect place to spend your lifetime. If only it was 1 lifetime. I have been here for 16000 years. Yep,16000 years of enjoying this safe beautiful island, 16000 years of hell and pain. You might think that living on a beautiful paradise would be the coolest thing ever. Excuse me I need to go have a laugh attack. "HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHA" Ok I'm done. This place is horrible! Yes it's heaven but no, it's defiantly not paradise.

I see something out of the corner of my eye and I quickly grab my dagger and ignite a black fireball in my hand. I turn around to see a male body collapse on the shore line. Nervously I creep out of my cave where I was having my rant about my life and I slowly approach the body. " hey guy, er- are you dead ?" I say as I kick him. No response. I checked to see if he had a heart beat and a pulse but all I heard was the sound of well…nothing-ness. I use my magic to drag him to my cave and station him on my bed. "I am so glad I have powers or that would have been a long journey," I joke "why am I talking to a dead body"

I put all those thoughts away and focus on helping-ugh ill get his name later. I stand above him and I put my hands out like I was about to high five my self.(yes yes my loneliness has come to that.) Black mist curls out of my fingers and I direct it over to the lump carcass. The smoke hovers over his nostrils and in that exact moment he snaps his eyes wide open and inhales all the black mist. His hands went to his chest and looks down. I didn't know what he was looking at then I realize that he was horribly wounded. He tries to get up but I protest, I cup his head with my hand and lay him back down. "what is your name" I asked looking in in the eye. Man! His eyes are so beautiful, they'er like-gaaa im off topic. "Peter Pan." He said like a sleepy baby "well, peter you need to sleep" I said trying to sound as motherly as I can. "since when do I take orders from you " he debated slapping my hand away ."ever since you washed up on my island" I cast a spell on his body and mind to make him fall asleep. "well played" he whisperd right before he drifted to sleep. I leaned in and whispered back "my named is Corlyna "