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Oh, I don't know what you've been told

But this gal right here's gonna rule the world

Yeah, that is where I'm gonna be because I wanna be

No, I don't wanna sit still, look pretty

~ "Sit still, look pretty," Daya


CH.2 – Enter the Savior (And Gang)

(Present)

"No offence, Swan, but I can handle myself here," Regina stated with a scowl. The mere thought of having to rely on people just to rescue her son was ludicrous. She was the Evil Queen, a master of magic. All her life she could only count on herself; she wouldn't start changing that now.

Especially having to rely on Snow White and Prince Charming of all people was absolutely ridiculous. She was on her own for as long as she could remember, and her magic only provided her with the confidence she needed to take down whatever she was faced with.

Emma glanced at Regina and let out a seemingly unnoticeable shrug, "If you say so," she mumbled, not wanting to start an argument with her.

Not here.

Not when their son was in danger.

Even if Regina's pride got in the way of her better judgement. Mary Margret glanced at Regina before prepping her bow. After all, they were in enemy territory. Unlike Regina, the rest of the members knew their way around a weapon of some sort.

Hook walked over to his right hand man with a raised eyebrow, "I know you don't want to be here, mate," he whispered so that no one else in the group would over hear. The man looked over at Hook with a confident smile plastered on his face. He wore glasses and was wearing a suit, as if he had just gotten out of a business meeting.

"Yet, you're the one who asked for my services, were you not?" The man asked rhetorically, thinning his smile out in a teasing way. Hook was starting to frown and began to have a worried expression on his face. "Relax, Captain, I feel indifferent," he persuaded, starting to walk forward. His spectacles on his face reflected the moon clearly in the lens, "A guide should know what they're doing, correct?" He asked again, speaking in riddles that Hook almost didn't catch.

"Must you speak in such a way?" Hook muttered, a scowl forming on his face, "Teacher Fin," he began, rolling his eyes, "Speaks in tongues and knows how to annoy the bloody hell out of everyone," he introduced mockingly.

The man's eyes sparkled, enjoying the banter with the pirate, "Professor to you, Captain," he reinforced softly with an aura of pride.

There was a slight rustling in the bushes, alerting everyone to the forest beside them. Their focus was on the other side of the forest that they had neglected to keep vigilance. Only until Hook felt a sword at the end of his back did he notice that someone had snuck up on them. Captain Hook grimaced at his lack of focus, he was a bloody pirate, he shouldn't be easy to attack. He had let his guard down, and letting his guard down in Neverland was never a good idea.

Ever.

"Who are you," Tiger Lily ordered, not bothering to have a question in her voice, "Haven't seen adults around here in a long time," she insinuated out loud, letting out a very thin warning. Chances are, they could be working for Pan. That's ever the only time adults were allowed on Neverland to begin with. And just like the rest of the adults that she had caught, she was going to take them out.

"We aren't working for Pan, if that's what you're thinking," Regina hissed out, the idea of working with the brat that took her son filled her with rage and disgust. She turned around, as did the rest of the group except for Hook who realized that if he turned around, he would no doubt get impaled by the sword the teen girl was holding.

Tiger Lily glanced at all of their faces, each one was a stranger to her. Although, her eyes lasted a few seconds on the oldest man in the batch before her gaze landed on the back of the pirate. Hook was about to move, but the teen pushed the sword so that it met contact with his clothing, but didn't yet cut him.

Hook, at a standstill, placed his arms to his sides to show that he wasn't going to attack.

Tiger Lily narrowed her eyes in focus, "Not you. You're insurance," she commented, watching as Mary Margret placed an arrow on her bow, getting ready to attack the young teen girl. Tiger saw this action and slowly looked at the woman, daring her to attack.

She looked at Regina, taking in her magical aura. It was a dangerous black color, but Tiger knew it wouldn't work right in Neverland. Pan would never allow magic to be used without his permission.

Emma clenched her fists in anticipation, not expecting a confrontation this soon, "Seems to me as if we have you outnumbered here," she stated, not liking the girl's face in front of them. It was unmoving, as hard as stone, and frozen into place.

Her face was indifferent, and definitely not new to fighting. The multiple scars that aligned her face proved that she had seen a countless number of battles.

"I didn't rush into a supposed ambush without being prepared," Tiger Lily said out loud, glancing to the blonde haired woman, yet, still keeping an eye on all of the members. She noticed that Emma had a sword, but wasn't holding it the right way, and Regina didn't have any weapons at all, "She doesn't know how to use that," she mentioned before glancing to Regina, "And your magic doesn't work here."

"Enough of these games!" Regina yelled out in impatience. She stretched out her right hand, getting ready to use her magic. Her hand glowed, the only warning that people would only get before meeting their death.

"Regina!" Emma yelled out in warning, not ecstatic that they were about to hurt a teen girl. Her worry was proved to be futile, however, when the fire that Regina was summoning evaporated into dirt as she launched it at the girl. Tiger Lily didn't flinch, or blink, when the dirt landed a few feet in front of her. It didn't break her concentration, and her mouth twitched before lowering her sword.

She took a few steps back, allowing Hook to turn around and face her. She studied his face for only a few seconds before lowering her sword to her side, "I knew it," she stated before turning to walk away. She didn't get very far before Mary Margret furrowed her eyebrows in confusion and tried to speak to the girl.

"You two know each other?" Mary Margret asked in honest curiosity, "How?" She asked, making the girl turn around and eye them all once again. The stiff expression on her face and her cold eyes made everyone in the group be on their guard. Emma realized that even as the most anti-social out of the group, this teenager in front of her had her beat. David shifted uncomfortably as he exchanged his body weight to his other foot. Regina scowled, crossing her arms as if seeming to be disinterested.

"Aye," Hook confirmed, seeing as the girl wouldn't be answering the woman any time soon, "Back when I was still in service with Pan," he explained briefly, "This be Lilith, otherwise known as Tiger Lily as dubbed by Pan."

Tiger Lily glanced at Hook with her cold, lifeless eyes. The man could have sworn he saw remorse in those eyes of hers, but it had instantly disappeared when she shrugged uncaringly. She tossed her sword in the air before catching it by the hilt and offered it to Regina with an outstretched hand.

Regina looked down at the object being handed to her, not knowing what to do with it, "Your magic won't work here," Tiger Lily informed her once again, as if the woman was a dunce and didn't understand the situation.

Regina glanced at the rest of the group nervously, "I don't need a sword," she commented, adding sarcasm in there just to get on the teen's nerves. The Queen wanted to damper the girl's pride and confidence, but upon looking back at the teen's unwavering stance, she didn't know what to think of the child.

Any other person and that tactic would have undoubtedly worked.

"Then you will die," Tiger Lily promised, not even sugar coating her response before walking away, already planning on heading deeper into the forest. Professor Fin looked at the teen and tried to have his face be expressionless. Emma shook her head at the teen's antics, and Regina just looked confused at someone actually trying to help her for once.

"Wait, lass!" Hook yelled in a hushed tone. After all, he knew the real dangers of this forest. Tiger Lily stopped walking and glanced back at the pirate, "We would be in need of a guide of sort," he stated, not missing the death glare that Professor Fin sent in his direction.

"If you would do us the honor," he offered his deal to the teen.

Tiger Lily rolled her shoulder tiredly and turned around fully, "Then we have to move," she stated, darting her eyes behind the group. David looked to where she was glancing and didn't find anyone, and he looked back to face the teenager again. She was an odd one, one that he would need to keep a better watch over.

"Because if we don't, then Pan's weapons will be here any second," she informed before walking again. Regina didn't need to be told twice at the news, knowing that being unprotected in a foreign place was bad news. Emma followed, and then Mary Margret, following after her was David, but not before he made a face of disbelief at the mannerisms of the child.

Hook and Professor Fin lagged behind the group, "Well? How does it feel facing your sister?" Hook asked the question that he knew he would need to ask eventually. He wasn't expecting to see a trail of a tear rolling down the thirty year old's cheek. "Ah, not well…" He mumbled awkwardly, not knowing what to do in emotional situations. Even though he had practically raised Fin, he still didn't know what to do when his surrogate son was emotional.

Fin wiped away the tear, letting his glasses get dirtied a little, "She's just changed…so much!" He choked out, not liking that his older sister had changed drastically. Her hair had been parted two ways, her long locks being braided. Her clothing choice had been better suited for the jungle, and Fin had to say she very much looked like a Native American.

He was shocked at that, considering she knew nothing about them. He taught a lecture on Anthropology back at Washington University, therefore he knew about them. Even her face had streaks on them, either from mud or dried clay, he didn't know. Her hair had streaks of white clay in them that had hardened over the many decades she was there.

The most peculiar thing about the girl was that fact that she was dead on the inside. She wouldn't let anyone in. That, and around her throat was a scar. It worried him that she had tried to do something reckless in the past. "Where did my sister go…?" He whispered, lugging slower and slower, "What…happened to her?"

"She died, mate," Hook stated, "I'd gather she did when Andrew fell," he offered his wisdom, and Fin nodded slowly at the conclusion. It made sense, but he never thought that his escape from Neverland would grant this.

Fin clenched his hands in anger, what did Pan do to his sister while he was gone?


(Past)

"Andrew, please, listen to me!" Lilith ushered after her brother. He was walking away from the camp, desperate on finding a way off the island. A way to get away from Pan, and his madness. His older sister was trailing behind, not wearing the right shoes for the jungle. Unlike his sister, all Andrew was wearing was his pajamas, not even any shoes. "Andrew!" She yelled, almost tripping on an exposed tree root. She righted herself at the last minute, but managed to get her leggings to run. The thin material started to get frayed from the shrubbery and bushes. Not to mention the thorny vines that she couldn't see very well in the darkness.

Andrew turned around with a glare on his face, "You're just like them, Lil!" He yelled, completely angered at the fact that his sister had given in so quickly. He watched the hurt spread across her face, and he immediately wanted to take it back. He swallowed his guilt and kept going with his relentless assault, "You might not dance to their invisible music, but you fight like them!"

Lilith opened her mouth to argue that she didn't know what had happened, but she couldn't get a word out before there was whistling and chanting coming from behind them. The siblings knew that they would need to resolve their conflicts with each other later. Because, right now, the Lost Ones were coming after them.

Lilith was the first to move as she grabbed her little brother's small hand in hers and started to run through the forest. After all, if you run in one direction, you were bound to reach the end of the island. Common sense told her that, and she stuck with her logic.

"Take a left," Andrew whispered, making Lilith halt her progress and glanced down at her brother with a look of disbelief, "I know how it sounds, but trust me," he argued in a rushed voice, knowing that he didn't have the time to argue how he knew which way to go. After all, he had never been to this place before yesterday, and he didn't know how to explain it. It was more intuition than fact, and he knew he was right, "It will lead us to a beach," he stated, knowing that was enough to get Lilith to keep moving.

He wasn't disappointed when she started to run again, taking his directions to mind as she started to run again. The chanting started to get louder, and arrows and other projectiles were being lodged into the trees behind them. Lilith held Andrew's hand tighter in her grip, and the boy didn't know if it was for his protection, or if his sister was as scared as he was.

The beach appeared, but as Andrew thought, it was an island. There was a small island in the background that resembled a skull, but he knew they wouldn't be able to get to it. Mostly because they didn't know how to swim since they didn't live by the coast. "What do we do?" Andrew asked, looking up at his out of breath sister.

"I…" She trailed out, letting out a quick gasp, "I do not know," she answered honestly, looking behind them only to find the cluster of boys. At the head of the formation was Peter Pan, who had his hands on his waist in an amused manner. Lilith narrowed her eyes at the teen boy before grabbing her bother and pushing him behind her.

"Now, now, Tiger Lily, what exactly were the two of you thinking?" Pan asked, started up the conversation, enjoying the fearful look in the boy's eyes, and the heated glare in the girl's. "Did you really think you could get off the island?" He asked, shaking his head in a lecturing manner. "I told you, didn't I? There's no escaping Neverland," he reminded the two siblings.

Pan started to walk over to them, making the siblings back up towards the ocean, "Take us home," Lilith tried to order again. At seeing the glee in the teen's eyes, she knew that was never going to be an option for the two of them, "We have done nothing to you!" Lilith yelled in a desperate plea, switching from one extreme to another.

Andrew glanced down at the ground and found that there was something glimmering in the water, which they were currently backing into. He had no idea what they were, but they had scales that seemed to reflect the moonlight.

"Lil," he whispered, pulling the back of her bloodied shirt with a gentle tug to get her attention. She was too preoccupied with Pan that she had never even felt the small tug, and Andrew kept eyeing the water warily.

"True," Pan agreed with a smirk, "But you haven't given Neverland a chance," he reasoned, glancing to where Andrew was standing and noticed the incoming mermaids. He quickly shifted his gaze back up to the girl, who was still glaring at the teen. She didn't believe him, and that was fine with the teen. He just needed to stall them until the mermaid's attack.

Then, she would be eating out of the palm of his hands.

"I do not wish to give it a chance," Lilith responded back, "We wish to go home!" She borderline begged, trying to use anything in her favor to get the teen to understand. "We have a father who-

Pan let out a chuckle, walking closer to the siblings. His strides were mocking the duo in front of him, "A father who ignores his children!" He turned the argument back at her. He watched as the teen blinked in confusion and then in anger. He wasn't done with his speech, "Leaving nothing in his wake except unloved and lost little souls."

She shook her head, "He was only providing for the family! He does his best to make our lives better!" She yelled in anger, sticking up for her father. How dare this teen disrespect him in such a way, "His love is what we-!"

"The same love that got you two here in the first place?" Pan asked raising his voice only slightly, in a mocking way, liking to argue with his newest recruits. Purposefully cutting off the girl, she simply looked at him with a look of confusion. He liked to twist people's words to better benefit the situation.

He placed a smirk on his face, "Only lost children are welcome here, Lil," he lectured, as if talking to a small child.

"You do not get the right to call me that," Lilith snapped back childishly. It was at that moment that the girl knew that if she stayed within Pan's vicinity, then he would control her. Her and her emotions. She glanced up at the teen and noticed his unchanging amusement and that damn smirk on his face. She would never resort to childish banter back in London, and this was an eye opener for her. She acted just how he wanted. She looked behind Andrew to make sure he was alright.

"Andrew?" She asked, knowing he had been silent for too long. Her heart plummeted down to her stomach when she realized that he was gone. "Andrew!" She called out, turning her back on Pan in favor of searching through the water. "Andy! Andy, where are you!?"

Pan teleported beside her in half a second, "Lost something?" He asked, leaning his arm on her shoulder. As soon as she felt the weight on her body, she immediately jolted her body away, as if his touch was venomous.

Lilith looked at him with accusation, "What did you do?!" She accused, her nerves getting the better of her. She lost her brother once, she would not lose him again. Peter's smirk was enough of an answer to the girl. "Give him back!" She demanded, not liking the teen's knowing look towards her.

"You think that I had something to do with this?" Pan asked, crossing his arms as he walked slowly towards the girl, "A notable accusation," he voiced out loud, as if he were taking it to memory, staring out into the ocean. Lilith took a few rushed steps back, but since she was in the water, and it was dark, she tripped over a large rock. She landed in the shallow water, drenching herself completely. "I'm not to blame, but it was our local mermaids."

"M-Mermaids?" Lilith asked, not liking the sound of that. She had heard of such legends that the pirates would be shipwrecked by the demons who looked like women. The pirates would then be dragged into the deepest depths of the seas, their only option was to drown.

"No, no, no…" She mumbled in a hurried voice, trying to stand up from her fall, but found that she couldn't, "Andrew!" She yelled out into the ocean. Her brother couldn't be drowning, they were supposed to go home together.

How could she have not noticed?

How could she have not noticed that her brother was taken by one of those things?

"I was arguing with him," Lilith mumbled out.

She glanced up at Pan and found that he was looking down at her in a playful manner. She no doubt knew that the instant she had said it, he knew she was referring to him. "You were stalling me," she whispered out with wide eyes.

Pan's smirk was the only thing that confirmed her suspicions, as if he were silently saying 'guilty as charged!' and it infuriated her. "You want him back?" He taunted her, tilting his head ever so slightly. She looked at him hopelessly, "Do you trust me to get him back for you?" He asked, looking back into the ocean, "Your dear brother is out there, no doubt drowning," he added nonchalantly.

"Please!" Lilith pleaded, not caring how desperate she sounded or looked. She glanced down at the ocean water, not remembering the last time she had begged for something in her life. Her brother was dying, and the only one who could possibly save him was the teenager in front of her who was cunning and manipulative. She didn't trust him as far as she could throw him.

"Tell it to me, Lil," Pan's voice came from directly above. She looked up slowly and noticed that he was crouched in the water as well, "Tell me how desperately you want me to get him back," he taunted, the smirk back on his face.

"Tell me what you will do for me if I get you your brother," Pan added in a gentle tone. Lilith thought it was deceiving that the gentle voice he was using to say these dreaded demands and what they implied contradicted each other. She was scared of what she should say to get the teen to help her, and she shook her head, not finding any words that would get him to help her. She was scared of what he would make her do with the messed up reality of Neverland.

However, she was more scared of her brother leaving her alone in this hell by herself.

Lilith looked him in the eyes, throwing her pride away for the sake of her brother, "I will do anything," she mumbled, still not being able to stand. She didn't think that Pan wanted her to, regardless if she could. The teen most likely wanted her to look weak to him, and she could feel the smugness radiating off of him as he took in her answer.

Pan let out a half smirk and stood up, "Alright then, Lil," he said, snapping his fingers. She heard her brother gagging from the sea water on the beach. Lilith was snapped out of her defeated ruse and crawled over to her brother. Her clothes were soggy and soaked, but none of that mattered to the teen girl. Sand was attached to them, and as soon as she reached her brother, sand was tossed on his body from how fast she was moving.

"Andy!" She yelled, placing her brother's head on her lap so he could breathe better. Her hands were trembling, as was the rest of her body. She had never been so terrified in her life, and she still wasn't over the adrenaline rush from her fear. Lilith hugged her brother's head in her chest, careful to not block his air flow, "Andy, thank God!" She cheered, letting her true worries show. She rocked the both of them together on the beach, not noticing that Pan was walking over to her. She didn't say anything after that; she was only concerned for her brother.

"What do you say we get back to camp, Tiger Lily?" Pan asked, placing a cold hand on the girl's shoulder. He clenched his hand, and Lilith held in a flinch from the sudden pain. She looked up at Pan, and the teen could feel the girl's emotions. She was lost, and her eyes portrayed it the most. She looked down at her brother and refused to let go of him.

Pan let out a chuckle, "Yes, he can come with us," he said, letting Lilith's hands become looser on her brother. The teen couldn't help but think that she was asking him to allow her brother entrance to the camp. It was amusing to him that she was so consumed in her emotions that she had allowed herself to become lost. He placed a hand into hers and held her hand tight.

With a tight squeeze, she was up on her feet and was walking with him. He used a small amount of his magic to make the girl more despondent. Pan noticed that she was in some sort of trance, no doubt because of his influence. He glanced at the Lost Ones and darted his head towards the barely alive boy on the beach uncaringly. The group of lost souls caught the message and went to carry the boy back to camp, all the while chuckling and dancing around the boy.


(Present)

"How long have you…" Mary Margret trailed, noticing that Tiger Lily wasn't one for many words. She furrowed her brows at that thought, or any words at all. She glanced back at David for encouragement, and he nodded, "How long have you been in Neverland?" She asked, trying to get to know their new friend more.

"What year is it out there?" Tiger Lily asked solemnly, knowing that she could do the simple math to calculate it herself. She herself had given up on counting the days, and then she gave up on the years. Mary Margret was surprised by how soon she replied, that she was caught off guard by the sudden question.

David cleared his throat, "Twenty Fourteen," he answered, watching the girl for any hint of surprise. Instead she merely shrugged, not surprised that she had been in the Hell that was Neverland for so long.

She cut down a small tree that was in her way, still not having any emotion displayed on her face. There was silence for a few seconds, and Emma glanced around the area of the forest. She needed to make sure that they wouldn't be attacked again.

Or as easily as before.

It was an eye opener, and it told them all, especially Emma, that danger can lurk in any dark corner of the forest.

Tiger Lily turned to look at Snow, "Close to a century," she stated, making Regina become surprised at the answer.

"You're bluffing!" Regina said in honest confusion. Tiger Lily looked back at the woman, daring her to question the teen on her own age, "You would be older than me, older than most of us here!" She mused, shaking her head, "I refuse to believe, that you're what, one hundred and four!" She exclaimed with a scoff.

"Time is meaningless in Neverland," she stated, shrugging her shoulders gently before cutting down a tree once again, "You can't rely on the sun for the days…or the moon for nights," she explained, walking over the downed tree that she had cut ruthlessly seconds before.

David rose an eyebrow, "Why is that?" He asked, continuing the conversation. He found it odd that you couldn't count the days.

That's how most did in the Enchanted Forest.

How people did it in Storybrooke.

Hook was the one to answer, walking faster to catch up to the group and be involved in the conversation, "Pan controls the days and the nights, mate," he stated grimly, "He isn't the King of Neverland for nothing," he spat out, remembering the long nights if Pan so wished it. Weather was entirely up to a teenager, and the dark and cunning teen liked the night the most.

And, as the rules would have it, what the king wants, he attained.

"Get down," Tiger Lily ordered to the group as they reached a small clearing where a camp was. "There's a campfire here," she informed to the people in the back of the group who couldn't see what she was seeing.

"Yet, no one is stationed…" Tiger trailed, making Regina crawl her way to the front. The black haired woman was going to charge to the fire and encounter the Neverland punks who stole her son. She was about to, but the girl suddenly had her sword positioned to prevent people from doing such reckless acts. The sword was placed in front of Regina's face, making the woman narrow her eyes and look up at the teen who had decided to interfere with her.

"What is the meaning of this?!" Regina hissed, looking straight in the teen's eyes. The Queen was a little speechless by what she saw in them. She saw nothing but determination and coldness in those dark green orbs of hers.

It was as if the teen was dead, and yet living.

Regina would need to see if she had a heart later, that would be the only reason why the girl would be this way.

Fin chose this time to speak up, "The girl did say that you would be dead without a weapon," he spoke for the first time in front of the teen. Tiger glanced back at the man with the glasses, a little surprised that anyone in this group had actually listened to what she had said at the very beginning, "That, and I don't think she wants you to give out her position."

Hook glanced at his friend with a raised eyebrow, "Teach is right," he agreed, "I vote that we watch and see what happens," he stated. Upon seeing the glares of Regina and Emma he let out a small teasing smile, "Unless you want an ambush?"

"Ugh, fine!" Regina scowled before backing down. She crawled backwards, letting them choose the stealthy route instead of her usual one. The kind that leaves trails of dead bodies behind with no mercy. Emma glanced at Regina and ushered her to come to her, "What is it, Swan?" She asked as they both moved away from the group.

"Look, Regina, I know that you want to find Henry," she stated, watching as Regina displayed her typical eye roll at that, "And I think we need to hurry," she said suddenly, making Regina's eyes widen at that. Goody Goody Emma Swan was thinking rashly, "He could be in danger, and taking the easy route isn't getting us to him any faster."

David carefully walked over to Hook, "How much do you know about this…Tiger Lily?" He asked in a hushed tone.

"A fine, outgoing lass," Hook stated with a shrug. He received an elbow in the ribs from Fin, as well as a shake of the head. "Although, that was almost sixty years ago," he commented, "I don't know what kind of torture Pan put her through, but by the looks of things…" He trailed, darting his head towards the girl was had her back turned to the group. She was watching the camp site, waiting for somebody to show up. Her hand was reaching into her small belt of weapons and pulled out a knife. She let it danced around the space of her fingers before the blade rested on her thumb. The teen then twirled it around in her hand expertly before holding it tightly, waiting for the inevitable fight, "It isn't good."

"Tamara and Greg proved to be useful," stated a Lost Boy as he entered the area. Tiger slowed her breathing, knowing that the encounter was drawing near. She wanted to be one the first ones to plunge her blade into the boy. Snow placed her hand off her mouth and watched intently when a second boy entered the camp site with his hands placed lazily behind his head.

"About as useful as a dull spear," chided another Lost Boy, "Good for one thing, and then garbage the next," he said, rolling his eyes, "I'm glad they're gone, adults are gross!"

Tiger Lily was suddenly on the balls of her feet, ready to pounce at a seconds notice. Mary Margret could clearly see why she was called what she was. She resembled much like a cat with the way she carried herself. Not to mention her eyes, they stalked her prey, waiting for the right chance to strike.

Mary Margret prepared her bow, and looked over at Tiger Lily. The girl did a small nod, but before she could run out and confront them, Emma and Regina were already walking over to the camp sight. The teen did a double take to where they were positioned when she had seen them. She then noticed the small trail that they had caused through the bushes. She glanced to the men, and then to the front again. She found the situation annoying that adults didn't listen to her.

Especially the two who seemed to be the most weak in the group.

"Hey there, boys," Emma called out to them, alerting them to her presence. Tiger Lily scowled at her tactics of pursuit. Not having the element of surprise for an attack was a hindrance in Neverland. If that were Pan, she would already be dead.

The boys turned to look at the blonde woman, "Having a nice campfire?" She asked while stretching her hands.

"You see," Regina began, also doing the same action, "We're looking for our son. His name's Henry, but I'm sure you knew that," she stated with a scoff, her glare darkening with every minute that passed.

Mary Margret looked back at her husband, "What are they doing? Their magic doesn't work here!" She yelled, making David just nod in silent agreement, "We need to do something," she hissed out, quickly standing up and aiming her bow with an arrow prepped. From her hiding spot, it would be a complete blind attack.

Tiger Lily noticed that David and Hook were already making their way over to the scene, and the girl decided that she would stay put. She had been off of Pan's radar for twenty years, and she didn't want these strangers to ruin that for her. If the Lost Boys survived this encounter and babbled back to their leader of their adventure, then they would no doubt mention her in their tale.

Needless to say, it seemed as if they had everything under control.

"The hell!" A Lost Boy called out, grabbing his spear and forcing it in the women's direction. Regina froze the spear in midair. The boys watched in amazement at the use of magic that wasn't Pan, and then they started to smirk at one another. Regina rose an eyebrow, not the reaction she was expecting from the two brats.

Then, the frozen spear bursted in midair. The spear then shot up into the sky and broke off into three different lights. Fireworks erupted in the area, making Tiger Lily panic. She glanced to the sky, her eyes wide at just how drastic the chain of events had turned. Red, blue, and green sparks filled the sky, and never before had the girl been so afraid of lights.

"We need to move," she informed to Fin harshly, who nodded with her, "Go tell Hook," she ordered, moving into a battle position.

Mary Margret was confused at what was taking place, "What do you mean? What's happening?" She asked glancing at the teen, but still paying attention to the encounter that was taking place in front of her. One eye on her friends, and one eye on the enemy.

"Pan is coming," Tiger hissed out before launching herself in the air. Mary Margret was surprised when she teleported in the middle of the air before landing on one of the unsuspecting boys. She plunged the knife into the chest, and the boy let out an agonizing shriek of pain. They both fell to the ground, she watched how the boy's eyes widened at the appearance of her.

"Tiger Lily?!" The Lost Boy yelled, in shock that the girl was in front of him. Pan had warned all of them that she was even more of a threat than she was before. That the Indian girl wouldn't waste a second to kill anyone she came across.

Glaring at the kid in front of her, she gave no reply back to the stunned trembling boy. She twisted her weapon harshly, knowing that it had pierced the boy's heart, offering the lost boy the quick release of death.

"We need to go!" Tiger yelled, making the women look at the girl strangely.

Not once had she risen her voice to them, "Why?" Regina asked incredulously, "We're about to figure out where Henry is," she said in a dark tone as she eyed the lone boy greedily. Regina hadn't planned on the teenager killing the boy, but all she really needed was one to give her information. The boy, however, was amused and was laughing. This, Regina thought, was odd. Here a boy was, looking death in the face, and he wasn't afraid.

Not to mention he had seen his brother being murdered in cold blood not even a few feet away.

"Oh! Pan is coming! Pan is coming!" The boy yelled, making Tiger Lily begin to panic slightly. She knew what was coming, and if she didn't run from this group now, then the girl would have an encounter with the Devil. "He's been looking for you! He's going to be so happy that you're back!"

She stood up, her hands shaking, not from murder, but from the fear that Pan still instilled within her. Taking a few steps away, intent on running and saving her own skin, the boy would not stop. He kept chanting the same saying over and over, and it was beginning to bother her.

She let out a growl and twirled her knife in her hand, a move that brought force with her attack, before plunging it in his throat.

"Tiger Lily, no!" Mary Margret yelled from behind the safety of the shrubs that had camouflaged the group before. She quickly turned away and closed her eyes when she saw the red liquid in massive amounts.

Blood shot out of his neck like a fountain, and Emma, as well as Regina, took multiple steps back in disgust and amazement. Emma looked completely disgusted at the murder that had taken place in front of her. Regina looked on in amazement at the girl's complete ruthless tactics.

Contempt at the moment, and the satisfaction of one less Lost Boy roaming around, she took out her knife emotionlessly. She placed the knife against the ground and rubbed it against the blades of grass to get most of the blood off of the blade. She didn't like the thought of carrying even a trace of blood from the Lost Boy's around with her.

"What…" Emma trailed with wide eyes, still shocked at his murder, "What did you do! He was going to tell us answers! Where Henry was!"

Tiger glanced at her in pity and then took one step forward; she needed to get away from this area, and she didn't have the time to argue about how wrong all of them were.

She bumped into someone who had not been there seconds prior, and a firm hand grasped her wrist. It clenched it possessively, and the girl who was usually casted as emotionless showed emotion for the first time in front of the group - pain.

"Ah, that's where you're wrong," Pan said, making Tiger Lily start to panic. She faced the front and was met face to face with the teen, their noses almost touching, "My brothers don't tell strangers anything, I'm afraid."

Mary Margret shot her arrow at Pan, and the teen rose up his free hand and snapped his fingers. The arrow turned to a snake. It plopped to the ground and then began to slither away. Tiger, who was still struggling to be released began to make the teen laugh in amusement.

"Sneak attacks aren't pleasant. Let's have everyone be out here," Pan stated, waving his hand over where the rest of the group was.

In a flash, everyone who was in the group appeared before Pan, "Where's Henry!" Regina demanded to know, true animosity being shown at the teen in front of them. Pan looked over at the woman with a smug smile. Regina did everything in her power to not lash out against the teenager - she knew it wouldn't have gotten her anywhere to begin with.

Her magic didn't work here.

That much was painfully clear.

"Somewhere he belongs," Pan answered cryptically. He then looked Tiger Lily in the eyes who stared fearfully back up at him.

She tried to remain unattached - to be cold and emotionless.

Yet, all that work was for nothing when she was faced with the Devil himself.

He let out a slow smile, letting his voice go barely above a whisper "You were leading them to me, weren't you, Lil?" He asked, enjoying the look in her eyes.

"Let go of me," Tiger demanded in a low tone, keeping the fear out of her voice. She purposefully avoided his question, determined to not let him feel dominance over her. Pan smirked at her attempt to sound confident and redirected his gaze towards the group of misfits before him.

After all, he would deal with her when he brought her back to camp.

"Let's see…" Pan trailed, looking at each individual person, "We have a pirate with a drinking problem," he said, looking at Hook, who gave him a glare back, "A princess and daughter of king Leopold himself," he said, looking to Mary Margret, who glanced over at Tiger in worry, "A fake prince," Pan added, knowing what had transpired in the Enchanted Forest, "A Dark Queen," Pan chuckled, looking at how powerless Regina was, and finding the irony more amusing than he should have, "A savior," he added, rolling his eyes at how self-conceited that title was, "And…" He trailed looking at the Professor in the crowd. "Interesting, I thought I killed you."

At this statement, everyone looked at Fin with curiosity. Tiger looked back at the man with narrowed eyes. She knew he looked familiar to her, but she just now understood why.

"Andrew," she stated, and at the guilty glance that Fin gave her, she knew she was right. She stared at her brother with relief, ecstatic out of her mind to believe that he was alive. It was decades of remorse and anger being lifted off of her shoulders. Mary Margret saw the transition from desolate to alive in a matter of seconds.

Her eyes brightened from her cold lifeless ones, "Andrew," she muttered, disbelief in her voice.

Pan, however, didn't like the reunion of the siblings, and chose that moment to break Tiger Lily's wrist. She let out a hiss, but held in her scream. She looked back over at Pan with anger and disgust, "How cute, Lil, your little brother is indeed alive," he stated, enjoying the torment on her face.

The longing that she wanted to join back with her brother, but couldn't knowing that Pan held her in his grasp.

He loved seeing her trapped, and that he was the only one who could save her from her cage. A cage that he himself put her there in the first place. "I know how much you two want to catch up. Sixty years is a long time to be separated."

"I'm not falling for that," Tiger hissed out through her pain, knowing that Pan wouldn't let her go once he held her. She had avoided him for as long as she thought possible, it was only a matter of time before she was caught. Not to mention, if she were to beg to be let go, then she would only be dug deeper into the grave that she had dug.

With Pan telling her to keep digging.

"If you did, I would kill your brother and his gang of misfits right now," Pan promised darkly with a sly smirk on his face. Tiger narrowed her eyes and chose to look at the ground rather than his prideful face. Her only family was so close, and yet so far away.

Fin cleared his throat, making Pan glance at him, a special darkness in his eyes, "And how exactly, are you able to do this magic?" He asked, making Tiger tense up at the question. Pan noticed it and turned her wrist harshly, forcing her to turn and face the group.

Tiger tried to glance at the ground, "What a lovely story, and one that I will tell," Pan promised his happy smile ever present on his face. Tiger tried to claw her way out of his grip once again not wanting this story to be told, "You see, Tiger Lily here helped me live forever."

To be continued…