I've been living on this bloody island for centuries. Impossible, right? Well, thats why it's called Neverland, because never in your wildest dreams, would you think a land where nobody ever ages, and a bloody demon in the shape of a 15 year old, hides boys he kidnaps, exists. Well, I unfortunately happen to be completely aware of the island, considering I've been stuck on it most my life, but now was not the time for self pity. Finally people had arrived at the island, and I had a chance of escaping.
My name is Clara Jones, and I, am The Neverland Pirate.
I'm sure you're wondering how I ended up on this god forsaken island. I did have parents. I had a life, a family. My father was a pirate. He stole my mother from a village coward she had loved once. She chose to live at sea with him, and she became pregnant with me. They weren't sure what to do, but the best thing was just to simply bring a mid wife on board, and go from there. I was born nine months later, on the water. I lived my whole life at sea. By four, I was wielding a blade, by 6 I was drawing maps, and by 10 I was more qualified than anybody, besides my father of course, to captain the ship.
The day of my thirteenth birthday, we had docked on a port just outside of my mother's old village. The plan was to steal my half brother away, and bring him with us to put our family back together. I waited with my mother exitedly aboard the ship, until my father returned. When he did, I was sent to my cabin. Listening was never my strong point, so I stood outside my fathers quarters the moment he and mother disappeared behind the doors and listened to their conversation.
It had turned out, that my brother's father, had become the Dark One. He challenged my father to a duel. My father would most likely die, and then the Dark One would come after his loved ones. My parents were going to send me away. They were to send me away, and drink a potion to forget me, so I would be safe.
They opened the portal, and before they sent me through, they left me with a pendant. My father told me it had belonged to my uncle Liam. It was a small treasure chest, with a real pearl going through the portal, I was supposed to think of a land without magic, but I had my uncle on my mind, and before I knew it, I had landed right in front of the notorious, Peter Pan.
I drew my sword instantly, putting it at his neck. He pushed it away with a chuckle, and said he admired my courage. To this day, his smug face still infuriates me. Pan asked me what brought me to Neverland. I told him, but stayed vague, only saying my parents, pirates, had sent me through a portal to save me from a powerful enemy of theirs, and that they no longer had any memory of me. He was kind, he told me I could be The Neverland Pirate, the very first lost girl, and live under his protection, as long as I never tried to escape, and I accepted. Boy, did I live to regret that decision.
He turned a tree into a house for me, not far from camp. He let me live in peace. It wasn't until my magic sparked had he ever taken much interest in me.
I had read about magic. Light and dark, and all sorts of things, I had grown up with stolen artifacts and such. It had come when I injured myself. I fell out of the tree and most likely broke my leg. I couldn't move, and I just wished and wished that the pain would subside, until it did. Pan felt the magic and appeared in front of me. He told me it was incredibly powerful, and beautiful. Pan said it was the most powerful he had ever seenHe taught me how to control it.
He soon discovered my other magical talents. I had a healer's touch, which he used to the fullest with his lost boys. My voice too, was enchanted, and became somewhat of a Siren. My voice caused even Pan, to stop and find its source. He taught me how to manipulate and project it across the island. Eventually, my naturally light magic mixed with the dark magic he taught me, and I became more powerful than ever, but I could still not escape the island. I was a girl of my word, like my father taught me to be, so I would not try to escape while Pan housed me, but I still looked for centuries. Eventually, through talking to lost boys, I learned Pan's true nature, explaining my nickname for him.
Now, I sat atop my tree house, Pan calling up to me, I need of my assistance. I slid down the rooftop, and swung down to the forest floor on a rope.
"What the bloody hell do you want, Demon?" I snap. I had been having a peaceful day.
"No need to get snippy, Pirate. We've got unwanted guests. I want you to call them here so I can deal with them." He bit. I wanted to smack that snarky grin right off his face.
"I want details, Peter. Drama with the lost boys, is only so interesting." I say, grabbing a spear from my weapons pile and twirling it around. He sighs like I've asked him to build me another home.
"Fine, if I must. I've found the boy. He has an incredibly insane family, and they've come after him. My son and grandson, the Queen and the Saviour, Snow White and Prince Charming, and a pirate." My eyes dart to his at his last words.
"Don't get your hopes up, Clara. It's just the One Hand Wonder." He smirkes at his own joke. As do I.
"Ah, yes. I've yet to meet Captain Guyliner." I hum.
"Well, you're not missing much. Will you help me or not." He asks again. He's asked before, the same question, different words. Whether I truly was a lost girl, or his lost girl. He knew the answer.
"No. I've told you many time, Demon. I will not help you kill an innocent child." I snap.
"Fine, but you better not help them. You know what I'm capable of." He threatens. I laugh and turn away, beginning to return into my tree house. I look down on him.
"You'll do what? You've already trapped me here. Anything else would be a gift." I say, letting out an amused huff. I don't stick around for his reaction.
I do have a plan. I'll summon the boy he wants, warn him, and his family of goodie two shoes will feel obligated to take me back with them. Hopefully they would have an escape plan. It was time to get out of Neverland.
I chose a song Pan had taught her from the world without magic. I sung from the high treetops.
I wanna be immortal
Like a God in the sky
I wanna be a silk flower
Like I'm never gonna die
I wanna live forever
Forever in your heart
And we'll always be together
From the end to the start
When you love somebody
They'll always leave too soon
But a memory, a memory
Can make a flower bloom
We wanna be remembered
Don't wanna live in vain
But nothing lasts forever
This world is in a losing game
My voice wafted across the island, though I willed it not to find Pan, or the lost boys ears. Soon I heard a rustling in the bushes near her tree house. I looked down to find a group of adults. I'm stupid. I forgot they would come to me too.
"There's powerful magic here, I can sense it!" I hear someone exclaim in frustration.
"It's just a bloody siren, your majesty!" Someone yells back. Someone who speaks like me, the pirate? His voice sounds familiar.
"I'm not an idiot." She snaps back. "Sirens are creatures, they don't radiate magic like an enchantress.". Another voice cuts in.
"Plus I doubt a siren would be singing Europe's top hits." Another woman pipes up. I try to look over the edge of my roof, so I can see the people. I lean slightly further, and I can see all of them. The man is faced away, but judging from the Hook instead of a hand, I can assume enough. Both women are facing my way. One has long, curly, blond hair, jeans, boots, and a leather jacket, while the other has short raven hair, slacks, heels, and a blazer. Not really best dressed for Neverland, but they don't seem deterred. Then the pirate looks up, straight into my eyes, and a look of confusion crosses his face. I register his face in my mind. It looks so familiar, almost like…. I make the realization, and I fall straight down out of my tree, and land on my shoulder, right in front of him. I let out a groan. I've probably broken several bones at best, considering it was a 50 ft drop.
I use my good arm to push myself onto my back, and find a handful more of people. Two men, both with short hair, one blond, one a brunette. I know the blond one is Charming so the woman with the black, pixie cut hair, must be Snow White. Then there's Tinkerbelle. Besides the girl Pan holds captive, she is the only other female who lives on the island. They're all looking at me with concern, asking me if I'm ok. I ignore them, and take a deep breath and close my eyes, letting my magic mend my bones, and repair any other damage. They all just stare in awe, as silver mist, glides over my chest and shoulder.
While my eyes are closed, I feel someone reaching out to touch me. My eyes shoot open, and my previously injured arm grabs Snow White's hand.
"Touch me again, and I'll inject you full of bloody paralytic so you stay awake, cut you open, stop the bleeding with a coagulant and then sic Pan's hellhounds on you while you watch." I snarl. She pulls away instantly. The Pirate lets out a chuckle and he startles me with his presence. When i'm startled, I go into attack mode.
"Shut it, Pirate, unless you want to lose the other hand." I growl, my leg kicking out, and hitting him in the back of the knee. His knee falters and he falls on it. Before he falls he turns, hooking my leg, and flipping me on to my front. He let go and we both got up. We turned to look each other. He brushes dirt of his leather coat.
"And who are you? Pan's little girlfriend?" He snarls.
"Yeah, I'm physically 13 years old, and I'm dating a 50 year old having some sort of 17 again, century long crisis." I bit back. I shot my hand out, sending him flying into a tree.
"Woah woah! Let's calm down!" The blond yells.
"He provoked me." I stated simply, pointing at the man on the ground by the tree.
"He provoked you? How?" Snow White exclaimed.
"He was rude and I don't like his face." I said, shrugging, and picking up a spear from the ground.
"I have to agree with her, I don't like his face either." Charming piped up.
"I like this one. He's my favorite." I say, pointing at Charming with the spear.
"Who the hell are you, anyways? Isn't neverland only supposed to have boys?" The blond speaks up again.
"Yeah, except for the girl Pan captured, and the woman right next to you. If you must know, I'm Clara, The Neverland Pirate. The original Lost Girl." I say proudly, sticking out my chest.
"Great. Another one of Pan's minions." The Queen snaps, rolling her eyes.
"Pan wishes." I say letting out a dark chuckle. "I'm not entirely fond of the bloody demon who trapped me on this island."
"Then why do you call yourself a lost girl?" Charming asks.
"Because that's what I used to be. No parents, in a strange place, no way to get home, and fending for myself. Emma would understand." I say with a smirk at the blonde. Pan has run those plans of his by me far too many times.
She opens her mouth to argue, but the pirate begins to stir.
This will be interesting.
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