Chapter Two
Henry is sitting on a log by the fire, staring blankly at the Lost Boys dancing around. He begins to tap his fingers to the rhythm of the music. You hurry faster because his taps are in perfect time with the melody. You know because you hear the music too. You must have him believe in his parents at all costs. They can't lose Henry.
"Henry, stop!" He looks up at you and you are startled by the look on his face. You forgot he has no idea who you are.
"Who are you? What do you want? How do you know my name?" He looks bewildered, scared and confused. You sit down on the log and pat him on the shoulder.
"Don't worry Henry, I'm a friend. I'm trying to save you."
"Oh yeah, prove it." He looks stubbornly at you, still tapping his fingers.
"Henry, your parents are coming to save you. Soon, Devin is going to go hunting. When he returns, he will come up to you and give you a mirror. You will see Regina, Emma, and Mary Margaret in there and they will tell you they're coming to save you. Peter Pan will then come up, and you'll throw the mirror behind you and it will crack. He'll ask what it was, and you'll reply it doesn't matter. If this doesn't happen, I won't interfere if you don't believe. But if it does, I hope it's enough proof for you to realize you can trust me. And that I am your friend. Your ally." You wink at him. "If what I say is true, find me and we start an operation and name it. Bye Henry." His jaw is open as you stand and turn to leave. He quickly recovers and stares once again at the dancing lost boys. He resumes tapping but the movements are off. He turns his ear towards Pan but his expression shows he doesn't hear the music. He stops tapping and sits straight. Pan now notices Henry, and you turn to leave. You hear the music stop briefly. You find a log and sit, facing Pan.
Peter looks to you and narrows his eyes. Instead of coming over, he resumes playing his pipes and the eerie melody fills your ears. He nods his head towards the fire, telling you to start dancing. You know better than to disobey, so you get up and take of your cloak. The night air raises goosebumps on your bare shoulders and Peter stares at you. Many Lost Boys have noticed you as you start towards the bonfire. They all stop and make way for you to come forward. You giggle and stop in front of the fire.
"Don't stop on my account. Follow me." You pause and say with a smirk "if you can." You begin to circle the fire. Every other beat, you turn the other way. Your body becomes enchanted in the music. You keeping turning but begin to circle your arms in front of you. After a few rounds, the boys follow you and Peter smiles. You look up at him and, for the first time, he smiles instead of smirks. You jump up and click your heels and the boys holler with joy. You begin to laugh and love how the music makes you feel. Then, as you come around the fire, you see Henry, raising an eyebrow, questioning your sudden love of Pan's activities. You slightly shake your head no, hoping he understands the he can't dance to the song, and you continue around the fire. Pan stops playing and brings his arms up. The Lost Boys' noise falters and stops.
"Thanks to our very own Lost Girl, Henry's celebration has become even more joyous and inclusive to everyone. Please Henry, won't you join us." Everyone turns to Henry. You see him look at you out of the corner of his eye. You barely shake your head no and he looks back at Peter.
"I don't understand why everyone is dancing. Despite how you play the pipes, I don't hear any music." You smile slightly, first thinking that Henry is quite a good actor. Then you realize he isn't lying. You know that he knows that everyone else hears the music, so he knows why we dance. But he really can't hear the music. The first step of your plan is complete. Peter narrows his eyes, then smiles.
"Don't worry Henry, in time you will hear the music and dance. Only special boys and girls" Peter says, turning to you, "can hear the music from the pipe. And I know that soon enough, you will hear the music too." Peter turns toward the Lost Boys and says "Everyone can return to their normal activities, the celebration is over, for now." Peter says carefully. Peter turns away from the Lost Boys and beckons at Devin. "Go get some wild boar; we're running low on food." Henry turns to you and raises his eyebrows. You smirk in response. Peter then turns and points at you. "You, I want to talk." Peter approaches you fast and Henry walks away. "Emma." He walks past you to his tent and you follow. He ducks in and you carefully step inside. The tent has nothing but some blankets and pillows, and a few boxes with trinkets and such in them. You join Peter in sitting on the makeshift bed.
"What do you want to talk about?" You say idly and you play with your nail.
"You said something to Henry. He was hearing the music, then you came up and talked to him, and then he didn't hear the music anymore." He stands up and crosses his arms. He towers over you and wears a cruel face, but you're not afraid.
"Well, if you must know I went over to him, and basically said that he mustn't stop believing. That it's his talent, his power." You stand up and lean in close to Peter's face and you can feel the warmth coming from his skin. "Oh, and I do believe I owe you for that genuine smile I saw at the celebration." Peter leans in but you turn away. You walk a few steps, with arms out, pretending to be on a tightrope. "You should smile more often. You look really handsome when you do." You turn around and Peter lets out a sigh of frustration.
"I smile all the time." He crosses his arms and glares at you. You shake your finger in his face and he narrows his eyes.
"Smirking is not smiling." You trace your finger around his shoulders as you walk a lap around him. "Anyway, I owe you for the smile." You stop in front of him and his eyebrows twist in confusion.
"How is smiling" He uses finger quotations at this word "an act of good?" Peter takes a step closer. You realize he is quite taller and he is trying to seem brooding and scary. You duck out from under his arm and turn to face him.
"Oh Peter, you don't scare me. Anyway, when you smiled, it was a smile of genuine fun, compassion, and most importantly, sincere intentions. You weren't smirking or smiling because you had a new advantage over someone, or because someone realized they're just a pawn in your game, or because someone failed at their mission. You smiled because you were having pure, wholesome fun. Not for malicious intentions." You smile when he looks surprised at how much you read into the tiny gesture. "Well anyway, you will succeed in getting Henry's heart, but they will save him and take back the heart. You will find a way to carry out another evil plan, but I won't reveal as you'll need to figure it out yourself at that moment." You place your hands on his shoulders and look up at him. He doesn't look like he usually does; he looks smaller, like his walls have come down. "I'm proud of you for the progress you've made. It may seem like a small, insignificant step, but the first step is always a leap in the right direction." He smirks and shrugs your hands off his shoulders. They drop and loosely hang by your side.
"Whatever, if they succeed in their plots, what I am supposed to do, knowing I'll fail?" Pan asks. You can see he is confused, but you refuse to acknowledge it.
"Now that you know, maybe you can change your plan, but I need you to keep up the ploy with Henry. Do your plan with Felix and Henry. Go talk to Neal. I'll wait here." You frown and slowly sit down on the blankets. Peter kneels in front of you, and smirks. You frown and glare at him. "What?"
"You are quite the queer puzzle." Pan says. He then leans in close next to your ear. His warm breath gives you goosebumps and your breathing hitches. You feel him smile as he breathes, "But I will figure you out."
Peter swiftly stands up and exits the tent in a flash. After a few seconds of silence, you start panting for air. You look around and put your hand to your head. You feel exasperated, but you know you're not finished, not nearly. You stand up and tentatively walk to the flaps of the tent. You poke your head outside and look around for Pan. He is nowhere to be seen. You spot Henry on a stump partially behind a tree and see Devin is walking up to him. You smile; everything is going according to plan.
You exit the tent and walk towards the log you sat on before and retrieve your cloak. You drape it and around your shoulders, clasp it, and walk swiftly into the night. You hold out your hands and think of happy memories. You open your eyes and find yourself in the charming camp. You smile and nurture the smoking sticks into a fire. A few minutes later, you see Emma, Regina, and Mary Margaret approach the camp. You stand up, and pull your cloak so it covers your entire outfit. They see you and all stiffen. In a flash, Regina teleports herself behind you and binds your wrists together with magic. Emma runs up and puts a knife to your throat and Mary wields a sword.
"What do you want? Who are you? Are you a Lost Boy?" Emma asks quickly as she looks you up and down. "Or girl."
"Well, I'm here to warn you about Peter's plan. I won't tell you my real name, but since I am an official Lost Girl" you say smirking "I like to go by Emma." You smile and Emma falters with the knife.
"Let her go." Mary Margaret says. Emma does and you sit down. Emma leans over to her mother and whispers
"She wasn't lying; I think she's here to help us." Mary nods and whispers something inaudible to Regina.
"Oh, so we're just going to trust this teenage Lost Girl to help us save Henry?" Regina scoffs and her eyes once you over.
"I can prove I have helpful information. When I first got here, I told Henry that you guys would reach him by a mirror a Lost Boy named Devin would give him and you would tell him you're coming to get him and not lose faith. I assume he replied I know." All their eyes widen. "When I did that, Henry stopped hearing Pan's music. You should be thanking me." Emma steps forwards and crosses her arms, confused.
"How is hearing Pan's music bad?"
"Well, only people who feel lost and alone can hear the music. If Henry was hearing the music, he stopped believing in you guys and felt as if you betrayed him. I reestablished his hope." You say, leaning against the tree.
"So what are you doing here if you already got to Henry?" Mary asks hesitantly.
"Okay, first you can trust me and second Pan's after Henry's heart. Pan only has a limited amount of time on Neverland because Neverland was a visiting place. So when he stayed here, he broke the rules. Henry's heart would keep him alive and the time clock would be destroyed so he could stay here forever. And before you ask, taking his heart would kill Henry." The three women stand there, mouths open. You smirk.
"So how do we save Henry?" Mary Margaret asks.
"Pan is right now, carrying out a plan that will get Henry to believe that he is saving magic to help a girl Wendy from dying. Wendy is fine, but she is only complying because she is his prisoner. After going to skull island, Pan will cast a protection spell that only allows people without shadows to past. Only Rumpelstiltskin will be able to pass at first. But Emma, Regina, you will cast a spell on the moon to keep the light from casting your shadows and you will hurry through. Henry is going to be leaving for Skull Island soon, you must hurry. Also-" you stop, sensing Pan is on his way back to camp and that you have to go. "Sorry, that's all I can give you now, I have to go."
"Wait! Thanks for caring about my son." Emma smiles small then looks away. You smile.
"Of course, he's a good kid."
You turn away and channel your focus on memories. You open your eyes in Pan's tent and sit down. You hear him outside with Henry and you know there is little time for you to stop Henry or talk to Pan. You choose to talk to Pan and walk outside. Peter is whispering something to Felix then motions him away. Henry follows and you curl your hands into fists to keep from biting your nails.
"Well, don't get into any fights too soon." You turn to find Pan entering the tent. "Come" he says and you immediately obey. You want to smack yourself. You feel like a trained dog every time he commands something. Peter is sitting on the blankets once more and you join him.
"Why are you tricking Henry?" you say quickly. Pan is taken aback and bites his lip.
"How did yo kno-"
"You should know by now that I know a lot and I won't stop questioning you." You smile and drum your fingers on your leg, looking up at him expectantly.
"I need his heart, I'm dying." He turns, and stares into your eyes. For a second, he looks ashamed. Then his eyes harden and the walls go up. "Anyway, don't try and talk me out of it. I don't have to answer to you." He stands up and starts toward the exit of the tent. You quickly stand up and pull on his arm, twisting him around in front of you. He is inches from your face and you feel your heart break at how he narrow minded he is.
"There are other ways to live forever. You can leave Neverland. Please Peter; you don't have to do this." Peter laughs and smirks down on your face. He leans in and brushes his cold fingers on your cheeks. You feel warmth rise and you hate yourself for acting this way.
"Oh darling, you said you wanted to try and change me. This is what you get. You must have known it wasn't going to be easy." He smirks and wriggles his arm out of your gasp. Desperate, you grab his arm once more, pull him towards your face and kiss him.
Hey guys. Sorry i didn't post last week. I've been working really hard on some new chapters and there will be two more chapters by Sunday. School has just been really tough and stressful so I had no time. Not an excuse but so sorry. I'll be back soon. Please tell me what you think! Love you, bye.*u*