I walked across an empty land
I knew the pathway like the back of my hand
I felt the earth beneath my feet
Sat by the river and it made me complete
The man laughed as he watched his little daughter laughing and chasing Mr. Smee around and around the deck. She finally caught up with him, grabbed his ankle and the two both fell down with a big 'thump', with the girl squirming on top of him. Everyone on board the 'Jolly Roger' all laughed as Mr. Smee tugged fruitlessly at his hat which was now in the 12 year olds' hands.
"That's enough, my dear. Know come on and give Mr. Smee's hat back," The man said, coming over and chuckling a little. "Of course, papa." The little girl beamed at the man and put the hat back on Mr. Smee's head.
"Captian Jones, you really should talk to that little tiger about chasing me," Mr. Smee said, rubbing his forehead with a handkerchief. The captain laughed and said, "You know she's a kid, Smee." "And a ruddy wild one," He muttered and turned away.
The captain walked across the ship, a dark blue blanket covered up the sea. "Watch it crew, we're just about to get our feet on Neverland!" He called.
.o0o.
My feet hit the ground with a small 'thud'. A small dark haired boy appeared next to me. I scrambled up and looked at him. He blinked back at me. Still kneeling in the sand, he mouthed 'where are we' to me. I shook my head, trying to analyze where we are exactly.
After suddenly seeing that the trees and mountains were oddly familiar, I knew where we were. "Henry-" Suddenly two figures from behind us steadied themselves and brushing away a few specks of sand.
Just as the boy scrambled up and was about to run away, Greg's hand shot out and hooked them on Henry's shoulders.
"Slow down, pal, you've got nowhere to go." He muttered into Henry's ears and then thrusted him into my lap. I hugged him protectively and he snuggled into my chest. I was tempted to reply but I swallowed it down. Gritting my teeth, I muttered a 'we'll be fine' to Henry.
Tamara glanced around, seemingly pleased of where we ended up. "We made it," She panted. "Mission accomplished."
"Are you sure about that? Cause my mom's coming for me. Both of them." He said confidently, sounding a little like a warning. I smiled down and him as he clambered away from my lap. He was right, I know that Regina and Emma would never ever leave their son stranded on a place like this.
"You're gonna have to look around kid," Greg drawled. "Do you see any clock towers here? We're a long way from Storybrooke." I scoffed a little, causing both of them to scowl and glare at me.
"It doesn't matter! My family's been in the Enchanted Forest before, and they can get here again." Henry snapped.
I looked at him nearly pitifully, "I'm sorry Henry, but this isn't the Enchanted Forest. We're in Neverland, the mother source of magic." Greg and Tamara both looked rather shocked but there was a triumphant feel in the air around them.
They decided to ignore me and Tamara took out a walkie-talkie. One look at it and I knew there was something wrong with it. "What are you doing?" Henry asked. "Calling home office." came the answer. "Home office?" I scoffed. "Whose got a home office in this hell of a place."
"Who we work for." Greg answered, rummaging through his backpack. "Anyway, it's not your concern kid. Just know that they take care of us."
I rolled my eyes. Bloody idiots. "How would you go home after this, then?"
"We don't ask questions, we just believe in our cause."
"It's not working." Tamara said, pressing on random numbers. "Is there a battery?" Greg asked, peering over. I bit back a laugh as piles of sand spilled out of the battery container. "What the hell is this thing? A toy?!" Tamara yelled.
"It's a good thing you guys don't ask questions," Henry said as if it was no such thing at all.
.o0o.
Greg prodded the fire with a stick. If I was the one who wasn't tied up, I would've been able to make the fire in an instant.
"You guys makes s'mores?" Henry asked, trying to raise my spirits a little. Tamara sighed in exasperation, "We're making a signal for home office."
"What if that is not enough? What if the broken communicator wasn't just a accident?" He asked again. I smirked, he was doing good to make the two regret what they were doing. Tamara looked up and said, "Don't let the kid get in your head."
Slowly, a boy materialized through the trees, clad in patch-up clothing, along with a hood which shielded most of his face. Behind him, lumbered more boys.
"Who are you?" Greg asked, standing up. The boy smirked. "We're the home office. Welcome to Neverland... Olivia." I froze, how did he know my name? By looking at my face, he understood what I was thinking. "I know much more than just your name, Olivia. I know your blank past." Henry looked at me and I shrugged to tell him that I didn't know what he was talking about at all.
"The home office is a bunch of teenagers?" Tamara asked, raising an eyebrow. "No," Henry mumbled. "They're the Lost Boys." "Correct, I'm Felix and we're here to take you away." The blond dude said.
"Felix?" I repeated, the name slightly, so slightly familiar to me.
Greg ignored me, "Why do the Lost Boys want to destroy magic?" I face-palmed and sighed for his idiocy.
"Who says we want to destroy magic?" Felix drawled, his attention now on Greg and Tamara. "Now the boy, hand him over. And the girl too."
The two idiots suddenly realized that they'd been tricked. I slowly pushed Henry back, not wanting him to get hurt. Tamara suddenly stalked before us and shielded us with her body. "Not unless you tell us the plan, for magic, for getting us home."
"You're not going home."
"Then you're not getting the boy or girl." Greg said, coming to stand next to his partner. I was dumb-struck. How could they do this to us when they wanted to blow us up in Storybrooke?
Felix laughed. I was rather shocked of how familiar the cold high laugh sounded. "Of course we are."
Without thinking, I pushed Henry into the Jungle just as Greg screamed in pain. "Go Henry, go!" I turned around to see both Greg and Tamara lying on the sand, unconscious and Felix's club pointing at my face. "Follow us and no clever tricks," He scowled. What could I do but do as I was told.
.o0o.
Someone was shaking me and yelling in my ears. I opened my eyes and looked up. It was Henry. "Wake up Olivia! Wake up!" As he saw that I was awake, he grabbed my wrist and helped me up. "How are you feeling? I saw that shadow carrying you here." He asked as soon as I sat up.
"I'm fine, Henry. Where are we?" I asked, rubbing my eyes. "In Pan's hideout." Henry panted, helping my to my feet. I simply nodded, after all, this is exactly what I was expecting.
Suddenly, someone stepped in the room and another familiar voice said, "Hello my dear flower. Enjoying yourself much?"