A/N: Here's the second chapter! I own nothing but plot and characters
Light works it's way past my eyes and I go to pull my blanket over my head, only to grasp at air. I sit up abruptly, causing the hammock I'm in to overturn. The door creaks open, and the boy from my dream walks in, flanked by two other boys, each dressed in dark clothes.
The Piper motions for his goons to leave before sauntering across the room, stopping across from my splayed out body. He studies me for a moment before a grin crosses his devilishly handsome face.
"Who are you? Where are we?" The words scarcely leave my mouth before he responds.
"You don't remember me? You wound me, love. I'm Peter, Peter Pan. And welcome to Neverland." He smirks.
"Mhmm. And I'm Wendy, I suppose." I mutter sarcastically. "Everyone knows he doesn't exist, Looney Tunes. Now how about you let me go, and we can forget this ever happened. I promise not to call the cops, just let me go." I try to bargain with the boy to no avail.
He reaches over and pulls me up to my feet, pressing his cool lips against my own. Surprised, I bite his lip as hard as I can and shove him away, but before I run, he's pinned me to a wall with my hands above my head.
"Aya bird, I assure you, I am very real. Let go of everything you thought you knew, it doesn't apply here. Be brave, sweet love, Neverland consumes your worries and fears like candy." He whispers into my ear before untangling himself from me and disappearing into thin air.
"What the fuck just happened?" I yell frustratedly, whirling around and kicking the wall. I fall to my knees, screaming and crying until my throat is raw. Everything is so muddled. Magic isn't possible, Peter Pan doesn't exist. My logical mind tells me, but I saw him disappear with my own eyes. Soon my heart slows down and I find myself nodding off on the floor.
I wake up a few hours later in the hammock, it would seem someone moved me from my spot on the floor, decidedly Peter. The walls of the room I'm in are decorated with charcoal still lifes of a girl that looks disturbingly like me. But a different me. A me with long hair and a dress. A me that has never been; at least not in this lifetime.
There's a blunt sound coming from behind me, breaking me from my thoughts. It sounds again and I realize that there's someone at the door. After a few seconds said door opens and a tall, thin blonde haired boy, with a dreadful scar running down the right side of his face, walks in.
"Pan wants you, girl," He drawls, obvious distaste in his voice. He pulls me outside by my arm and points to a path going into the forest around us. "Follow that, and don't run. There is no escaping."
The path I'm to follow is surrounded by dark thorny bushes that have beautiful black blossoms. I'm tempted to pick one, but Peter's voice fills my head, warning me against Neverland. 'Neverland eats your worries and fear like candy.' I start to run until the bushes cease to surround me but I don't slow down until I trip, barreling into Peter's strong chest. He grips my wrists and chuckles darkly in my ear.
"Aya, I knew you were attracted to me, but I didn't expect you to fall for me." He purrs seductively into my ear.
"Don't call me Aya." I growl at him, annoyed at his use of my family pet name.
"You've got fire, I like fire." His sparkling dark eyes meet mine, and he shoves my back into the tree behind me, pinning my wrists above my head. "Don't forget Aiden, I make the rules, and you are mine. Along with everything else on this island." I just stare at him, drinking in his terrifying beauty. He snickers and releases me from his deathly grip. Purple and blue bruises are already starting to bloom around my wrists. I open my mouth, a sarcastic comeback already forming in my mind when his mouth slams against mine, and he shoves me against the tree. I knee him in the groin and shove him away angrily.
"I'm not one of your little bitches, dickwad. You can't just kidnap me and expect me to be fine with it! And kissing me? Way over the goddamn line. I don't care how hot you are, if you're an asshole who kidnaps people, there is no way this," I motion between us, "is happening." At that note I turn and take off down a random path, running. I dodge a tree branch but I trip over a log, rolling down a hill. I land right into the arms of a preteen kid.
"Hi, I'm Henry. Do you know where Pan is?" This adorable kid asks, looking as scared as I am.
"Look kid, I'm kinda on the run so, please, if you see the bastard, I wasn't here." I reply breathlessly.
"Take me with. He wants me for something, but I don't know what. Greg and Tamara didn't know either." He pleads with these big adorable brown eyes and I can't refuse him.
"Fine, but you gotta keep up. Got it?"
"Yes ma'am." He smiles and I roll my eyes.
"Off we go." We start running, turning down random paths at random intervals. An arrow flies past my head, impaling itself on the tree in front of us. A wild cackle tells me that the boys are behind us and closing in. I grab Henry's arm and pull him behind a tree with me, holding my hand over his mouth. We listen as the boys run right past us, holding our breaths until their footsteps die away.
"That was close. Way too close." He nods, agreeing with me. I bend down to catch my breath. "I don't run. It's not in my nature. I'm a swimmer, Henry, not a runner." I wheeze, choking on my lack of saliva.
"Henry?" I ask, stars filling my sight.
"Yes?" He responds, frowning.
"Run." The world goes black and I collapse, unconscious.
'Aya, wake up. It's time to wake up.' Peter's irritated voice repeats itself in my head. Wake up, wake up, wake up. "Wake Up!" His voice roars, shaking me by my shoulders. I open my eyes and look at him.
"Go away." I moan, brushing him off. He sighs in relief and takes me into his arms, kissing my forehead.
"Is she okay?" I hear someone ask.
"I'm fine." I answer them, my eyes never leaving Peter's face. His grey eyes meet my green ones, and he picks me up bridal style.
"We've got to stop meeting like this, love." He murmurs, and I roll my eyes.
"Smartass." I close my eyes, smiling. He laughs loudly, maneuvering me through a door and down some steps.
"Open your eyes, Aya bird." He whispers and I oblige, gasping at what I see. It's a room. More specifically, my dream room. A twin sized bed with a fluffy black comforter, a bookcase filled with classics, floating lanterns, and a ceiling that looked like the night sky.
"Behind that door is a bathroom, and a well. You'll have to fetch your bathwater from the well, but I've enchanted it so it's always the perfect temperature and never runs dry." He says sheepishly after he sets me down onto my bed. He takes my hand and presses it against his cheek.
"I know what you're doing, and it's not going to work." I tell him defiantly. He smirks at me.
"Is that a challenge?" He leans down so his face is just centimeter away from mine. "I won your heart once already, Aiden. Even if you've forgotten, I haven't." He licks his lips and his eyes twinkle. He pulls away and stands up. "I've got a celebration to get to, love. But before I go, I have something to give you." He pulls a piece of parchment from his pocket and sets it on my bedside table. He looks at me as if he has something to say, but seems to swallow his words before leaving. I manage to last a full two minutes before opening the parchment. There is a drawing much like the ones I saw this morning, but it isn't of a girl, it's of a woman holding her twin children. Names are written along the bottom; Aya, Liliana, and Rumplestiltskin.
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