Hey guys. So here is my first ever story that I'm showing you called the Demonic Angel. I would have added this in last night but I was fed up with uploading it as it was my first try and I ended up uploading it about five times because... well, I'm new to this! But I think I'm getting the hang of things now! So if you have any questions or comments please feel free to ask/comment! Hope you enjoy it and I look forward to hearing from you!

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We had just arrived in Neverland, and it was quite different from what I had pictured it to be. There were eight of us: A queen, a princess, a wizard, a knight, a pirate and a saviour... and myself. I guess you can call me a witch, or the witch among the rest. My

name is Mina Lucas.

As much as I wasn't looking forward to the voyage here, I had snuck aboard Hook's ship because I wanted to see all the interesting things the pirate kept. I didn't know the chaos that was going on, and the next thing I knew was that we were going to find Henry, who had been kidnapped and apparently taken to Neverland.

The thought intrigued me even though I got a proper scolding from almost everyone on board... especially Snow and Regina. They treated me like a child even though I had just turned sixteen. Since I could remember, Snow, Regina, and most of Storybrooke had been looking out for me. Especially Ruby and Granny, my adopted family. So when they said they were going to find Henry, I refused to return home. I was stuck with them as much as they were stuck with me. Henry wasn't only just a friend to me... he was like my brother. I would help them find him.

So there we sat, around a bright campfire in a dark, mysterious Neverland. I sat nearby Emma as they spoke tactics on how to get Henry back.

"I still can't believe Rumple ditched us," Emma said.

"Well, what did you expect him to do?" Regina asked, her tone somewhat annoyed, "He is Rumple after all... He always has something up his sleeve."

"Granted, he actually has more history here than we think," Hook said cryptically.

"What do you mean?" I asked, joining the conversation.

"He does." Hook said simply, seeming to withdraw. He knew more than he let on. "It's not my story to tell... all I can do is warn you about Pan".

He had my attention there, and I couldn't help but stifling a laugh, "Peter Pan? Are you serious?"

He made a face at me, as if he was disgusted by what I had just said, "This Peter Pan is no fairy tale. He's evil and is very, very frightening. He's a bloody demon and won't hesitate to put an arrow through your heart".

I winced and heard a noise, which caused me to use my strongest power... invisibility. I disappeared from sight just as a bird flew out from behind a tree. I came back and looked around at the group who was now staring at me. Some were used to it, like Snow, Charming and Regina, but there were still some who thought it was strange.

"Sorry," I said, "I tend to go invisible when I'm scared."

Snow smiled and her gaze shifted from Emma to me. She looked sad even though she smiled and leaned on Charming. I knew what she felt. She had recently found out that Emma was her long lost daughter, and she had often told me how she wished she had been there for her in her upbringing. As much as I still found it odd how Emma was almost as old as they were, I felt pity for both of them. Emma and I were both orphans, only Emma knew who her birth parents were, and they were so happy to have her back. Me, on the other hand... my mother had abandoned me. Apparently I was found on the streets of Storybrooke, just three years old with no memory of my family, or where I was from. Ruby found me first, and instantly wanted me to live with her and Granny. Snow was my school teacher and Storybrooke became my home, and I felt loved And when Henry came along, I had a new friend.

"How long have you been able to do that?" Hook's voice asked, shaking me out of my reverie.

He was talking about my power.

"Ever since I can remember," I said, making my hand go invisible and putting it through the flames. That felt good... warm but not hot enough to burn. I was a weird child.

"When we found her, she was holding a book... a Grimoire," Snow said, looking at me.

"A what?" Hook asked.

"A spell book. I guess I come from a family of witches," I said, taking my hand out of the flames and turning it back to skin, "I can do all sorts of tricks, like manipulating the elements, and I can also move things, but still, my powers sometimes don't agree with me, and they... flop," I said casually. If I was a witch, I really needed to do better.

And I left the Grimoire at home. Great Job, Mina.

"Which is why you should practice," Regina said, her tone like sugar, "I could help you if you want. I am skilled in this."

"Um... maybe when we get back," I said nervously, not really wanting to do that. Regina was Henry's mother and all, but she creeped me out sometimes, and as I was growing up, she wanted to use me as a spy in order to gain information off others. I knew it was wrong, so I avoided her at all costs after that. She backed off after a while, but now I was stuck with her on an island... who knows what she would do with me here?!

My thoughts drifted back to what Hook had said about Pan. For some reason, I couldn't believe the pirate until I saw him. But after what he said, the thought of meeting Peter Pan both excited me and terrified me.

I wondered if I would be so lucky.