"Henry!" I shouted as I watched him being dragged away by Greg and Tamara. The portal swirled and crackled as we all stared in horror. The whirlpool was daunting as it swirled just beyond the docks. I stood shell-shocked as I watched the young boy disappear in the portal and heard the sounds of Regina and Emma calling out to their son. I looked behind me and saw them running full blast towards the closing portal.
"Oh no." I huffed as I began sprinting as well towards the dock. I pushed my legs to carry me faster as I saw the light begin to fade from the whirlpool and when my foot hit the edge of the dock I shoved myself headfirst into the swirling vortex, hoping for the best. It was cold and crushing as I barely made it. I felt the strange liquid like vortex surround me and was suddenly spat back out, getting a mouthful of sand in the process. Where the hell had I landed?
The harsh thump of my landing knocked the breath out of me and I groaned, rolling over and spitting sand out of my mouth. I was on a beach: a cold, gritty, wet beach. I saw figures stumbling down the bank and my adrenalin kicked in. Sitting up I saw Henry being taken farther away in the grasp of those two assholes who took him.
"Henry!" I shouted, still coughing from the mouth-full of sand. I stumbled towards the kid and grabbed him into a protective hug. Greg and Tamara were shouting and tossing a walkie-talkie to the ground.
"What is this?! A toy?!" Tamara shouted, in disgust. Henry looked at them with a smug expression.
"Good thing you don't ask questions." He smarted off. I looked at him amused.
"Get behind me Henry." I said defensively taking my stance in front of Tamara.
"Who are you?" She asked quickly, giving me a once over scoffing at my tiny frame.
"I'm Nancy." I said darkly. "The babysitter." I scrunched up my face slightly. That didn't sound too terrifying now that I thought about it.
"Just wait, my moms are coming to get me." Henry started. "Both of them." He said with finality. I smirked thinking of Emma and Regina finally teaming up for a good cause.
"Look around kid." Greg said. I glanced around for a split second, then glanced at the tree line before us, then brought my eyes to the gray skies. Panic gripped at my spine as I began spinning around, taking in the beach. The Beach of Lost Things. Oh no...
"You see any clock towers?" Greg said hatefully. "We are a long way from Storybrook." I stopped and looked at the two of them like they were crazy. Did they even know where the hell we were.
"It doesn't matter!" Henry argued. "My family has been to the Enchanted Forest before, they can get here again." I looked down at Henry.
"Uhm, Henry..." I began, casting weary eyes around. "We're not in the Enchanted Forest." I said weakly. Oh how I had wished more than anything we were in the Enchanted Forest. I could handle Ogres, knights, and angry villagers. I couldn't handle this island though.
"What?" Henry asked confused, looking up at him. I placed my hand above my chest, feeling a warm sensation through the fabric of my shit. He already knew. He knew I was here. And He was coming.
"That's right, brat. The mother-load of magic." Tamara said extending her arm out towards the rest of the island, showing it off like it was some kind of miraculous place. Oh they had no idea.
"Welcome to the "home office"." Greg said before pushing me in front of him roughly. I watched the seas and saw them beginning to churn and saw the slight darkening of the sky. Oh boy.
"Neverland." I gulped answering Henry's unasked question. Greg pushed me once more and I stumbled forward and growled back at him. He'll wish he'd never touched me. I thought darkly. Tamara was shoving Henry as well which was getting on my nerves.
"Walk!" Greg demanded.
"Watch it, asshole." I said standing up straight again. The forest was creeping closer and closer and I felt a dampening sensation against my heart. The Jungle stretched on for miles, I silently hoped they knew where they were leading us.
"Regina?" I walked towards the open office door and knocked politely. The Mayor of Storybrooke lifter her head sharply, before smiling brightly. A baby carrier was sitting on the floor next to her desk. She was leaning over it whispering things to the child within.
"Ah, Nancy. Come in, come in." She said beckoning me closer. "I would like you to meet, Henry." She said lifting the squirming mass into her arms. I crept closer hesitantly, almost afraid she would turn me into a frog if I made the wrong move.
"I'm not going to bite." She said jokingly. I sighed and inched closer, getting a good look at the baby she held. He was a cutie that was for sure.
"Hi there Henry." I said waving like a dork. The baby gurgled and smiled at me.
'See, he already likes you!" She declared. "Now." She said in a serious tone, setting the baby down. I gulped and stood still. "The reason I called you in here was because I need a babysitter." She began. I raised my eyebrows at her. "Being the Mayor I have a lot of responsibilities and don't want them to interfere with Henry having a good life." She said. I nodded and looked at her with confusion.
"But, Regina. Why me?" I asked. She smiled sweetly at me.
"Out of all the residents here, you are the most qualified. I mean, you were the mother of 15 boys at one time." My look turned darker as I stared at her.
"That hardly counts." I said. She laughed it off and leaned back in her chair.
"Still, I would rather it be you than that damn Snow White." She said darkly. I sighed and just gave her a simple nod.
"Alright, I'll do it. But what happens when Henry notices I don't age." I said seriously.
"We'll cross that bridge when we get there." She said sadly.
As the time passed, I slowly began to get worried. Somebody surely would have shown up by now. There was no way he didn't know I was here. Greg threw Henry down harshly and began gathering vines and sticks. I looked at him oddly. What the hell was he doing, building a fort?
"What the hell are you doing?" I asked walking over and helping Henry to his feet.
"Building a fire to let them know we're here." He said like it was the most obvious thing in the world. I snorted at him and cast him a look. Trust me, they knew we were here. They have known the moment we dropped from the portal.
"They know." I simply said, dusting Henry off.
"How do you know?" Tamara asked doubtfully, giving me a weary glance. Here face scrunched up in thought for a second. "How did you know we were on Neverland." She asked seriously. I gulped and glanced down at Henry.
"Hey, you know how you never figured out who I was?" I asked him trying to sound hopeful. Henry just simply nodded confused as to where I was going. "Well, you are about to find out." I ended sadly. His eyes widened in shock. I heard a rustling from the bushes and gasped and spun around. Greg and Tamara curiosly looking around as well. I saw shadows. Figured getting closer and tried to make myself smaller. Oh,boy. Greg's face lit up with an evil grin staring down at us.
When the figures came into view, Greg suddenly became annoyed. His looked at the boys circling us, dawned in tunics and furs. They held spears, clubs and daggers and were staring amused at the group of us.
"Who are you?" Tamara asked, staring them up and down. The one in the front with blonde hair and a scar across his face, smirked and his eyes lit up when they landed on me.
"Why, we're the 'home office'." he said mockingly. "Welcome to Neverland." He announced doing a slight bow.
"The 'home office'?" Greg scoffed. "They're nothing but teenagers." He continued, earning a glare from the leader.
"Oh, they're not just teenagers." I declared, locking eyes with the boy.
"They're the Lost Boys!" Henry said excitedly. I looked down to him shocked and sort of proud. I looked back up at the blonde with the club. His face smirked and he bowed low to me.
"Hello, Mother." She said before standing up straight again. I winced at the word and looked down at Henry whose eyes were now wide and staring at me, his mouth agape.
"Not now, Henry." I whispered to him. Henry looked back over to the Lost Boys.
"Why do the Lost Boys want to destroy magic?" Henry asked, confused at what was going on.
"Oh, we don't want to destroy magic." I choked out a laugh and looked over at Greg and Tamara who were growing angrier by the minute.
"See, this is what happens when you don't ask questions." I said smartly shooting them a shit eating grin. Greg shot me a death glare and I shrunk back a bit.
"Hand the boy over." Greg scoffed and I held Henry to me, tightly. In a flash Greg grabbed my from the back of my shirt and yanked me harshly towards him. I yelped in shock and winced when Greg tightly gripped my arm and forced it behind my back, causing me to lean over slightly.
"You might not want to do that, Greg." I suggested through clenched teeth. I looked down at the necklace that was slowly sneaking out of my shirt and smirked to myself when I noticed it was growing warmer and had a slight halo around it.
"Shut it, bitch." I saw the Lost Boys tense and shift into fighting positions. "She must be important to you, so. Tell us your plans for magic. For getting home, and I might let her go." I rolled my eyes. He was an idiot.
"You're not going home." He said darkly, walking closer to us. His eyes landed on me and he looked back up at Greg with fury. "Nobody threatens our Mother." A loud scream came out of Greg as he released me quickly. I scrambled back to my feet and saw a black mass swirling around as Greg dropped to the floor. My eyes widened and I looked over at Henry who was scared out of his wits.
"Run, Henry!" I shouted shoving him in a random direction before turning back around to the chaos. I saw Tamara bounding off into the woods, but she soon collapsed into the dirt as well. I didn't feel sorry for them, not at all. They deserved it. The pricks. I looked over to where I told Henry to run. He was safer without me. He would find him if I was there, He always knew where I was, He would always find me.
"Felix!" I shouted to the blonde. He turned around and dropped his hood completely. He gave me a harsh look which pinned me to my spot.
"Mother." He said coldly. "You know you can't be here." I shrugged at the glaring boy. Wasn't my fault.
"Trust me, Neverland is the last place I want to be." I stared at the boy in front of me, long and hard. "He can't have Henry." I stated finally. Felix cracked a grin. His eyes traveled down to the acorn that hunt around my neck, now out of its hiding place in my shirt.
"He needs the boy. You wont sway him." Felix said. I smirked at him, backing up towards some bushes.
"It'll be a game then." I said, forcing a laugh. "Even He can't hide from this forever." I turned around and began walking. "True love always wins!" I shouted before taking off into a full run through the forest, completely the opposite direction I sent Henry. He couldn't resist this. The chase.
THEN
"Are you sure this will work, Tink?" I asked skeptically, staring at the golden vial in my hands. The green fairy shrugged at me and shook her head sadly. "I don't want you to get into trouble." I confessed.
"I can't get into anymore trouble than I am already in." She admitted, closing my hand over the vial. I looked around her small house in the trees. Bare, and sad. She had nothing but a place to sleep and the dress on her back. She had already lost her wings, her dignity.
"Are you sure?" I asked staring out the door. She smiled at me, a true smile.
"Go on, go find your True Love." She urged, pushing me out the door. I ran back to the Lost Boys Camp. Ready to devise my plan to get off this damn island. All I had to do was hitch a ride on Peter's shadow. How hard could that be, right? I took a gulp of the potion and felt all tingly inside. I hoped this worked. Tink had never done it this way before she had said, but it was better than nothing. Breaking the tree-line I heard the whoops and hollers of the Lost Boys, all of them dancing and partying around the fire. I tossed the vial off to the side and joined into the circle.
I sat down and cast my eyes over to Peter who was playing his pipes. My heart stopped and I wanted to scream. The boy was glowing. He was glowing a brilliant gold that almost blinded me. I jumped up and backed into a nearby tree. Peter caught my look and put the pipes down. I shook my head and whispered a single 'No.'
Peter smirked at my horrified expression before walking over to me, his body trapping me against the wall. He huffed and looked over at the other Lost Boys before looking back down at me.
"No good fairy." He muttered. "Well, well, well." He began leaning down towards my face. "Things just got really interesting."
"You... you..." I couldn't form the words. Peter chuckled and backed up.
"Oh, I already knew." Peter said with a smile. He held out his hand and I backed away. With a blow I barely realized I was breathing in Poppy Dust before I fell fast asleep.
"Where is that Dreamshade." I muttered to myself, leaning over some bushes and knocking plants away trying to find the thorny vine. I had to distract Him at all costs. I shivered at the thought of the Dreamshade poison, but it would distract Him. Even though he wouldn't admit to it, I was still His true love. He couldn't just let me die. It would be problematic to himself.
"You know, there are better ways of getting my attention." I jumped in shock and spun around. And there he was. Leaning against a moss covered tree, his arms crossed across his green clad chest. His hair was tousled and my fingers itched to touch it. I stared at him with wide eyes. He work the same smirk that I remembered all those years ago.
"Hello, Peter." My greeting came out quietly and breathless. It hurt to breathe, and I knew that no matter how many pep talks, I would never be ready to face him.
Peter stared me down and slowly began walking towards me, like he was a predator stalking his prey. When he reached me, he kept walking forward, causing me to back up until my back hit a rough tree. His hand came down and cupped my face tilting it forwards. He smirked down at me.
"Hello, Tigerlily." He remarked in a whisper. I stared at his calculating eyes and he chuckled before pressing his lips hotly against mine.
Hey guys! As you may have noticed, I am updating/re-writing all of my stories. I say give me a week and I will be caught up with where I left off and be writing new material. I just got stuck with how I was writing everything before (especially this one) so bear with me! Also, this gives you all time to catch up right along with me on what was happening! For now I will keep the other chapters of this story up until I finish writing.