Second Star2
I woke up on the cold hard ground, the sound of water brushing against soft sand the first thing I hear. I open my eyes, seeing a crystaline blue lake, a small spring pouring into it, leading out into the open ocean. I sat up, and started looking for the black shape that brought me to this world.
"Where the hell are you?" I murmur, my voice sounding raspy. A low chuckle emanates from the nearby forest and I spin my head around, whipping myself in the face with my curly brown hair. A boy looking around the age of 17 years walked out from behind the thick leaves of the jungle wearing a smug grin across his pale face.
"I believe you were looking for my shadow." He says through a soft accent, and his eyes sparkle with mischief. "Peter Pan." He bows low and looks at me through his sandy coloured hair. I look at him confused, unsure about him. "Call me Pan." I groan in frustration. Of course, out of all my luck I get the bloody evil one.
"Yeah, I'm Ella." I smile, and then start to walk past him when he grips my wrist like a vice. "Let me go Pan." I growl in a low voice, looking up to his eyes with a fire raging. I tug my arm, but he tightens his grip, starting to form a bruise. I whimper and fall to my knees, my arm in agony.
"Why don't we play a game Ella dear?" He smiles, looking into my eyes mischievously. "If you really and truly want to leave Neverland, then you may, but will die as soon as you set foot on your home land. However, if you survive the night alone you will live…but you must stay with me in Neverland forever." I gasp in shock, while he grins sadistically, pulling my body closer to his.
"Your choice, death." He murmurs, before leaning in to whisper in my ear, "or eternal life." He chuckles, and pulls away, spinning me out. "Let's play!" He shouts and flies into the night air, while I scream obscenities at him. Once he is gone, I finally let the wave of tears fall from my eyes, the brave façade I put up falling down, crumbling around me. I collapse to the ground, curled into a ball.
Right, just need to survive a night in this hellhole. I wipe away the majority of the tears that were coming down, but some still clouded my vision. I focus on the main thing I need. Shelter. Tree limbs are scattered across the ground, so I grab handfuls and start to prop them up against a strong limb, making a shelter. GO me I laugh slightly, and look down, realising my clothes are soaked through and so are my shoes. I grumble and strip off my shirt and jeans, taking my shoes off and sitting down on the sand in my underwear, keeping an eye out for Pan and the Lost Ones. From the remaining branches littered around me, I set up a fire, drying my clothes hanging over the tree. I move closer to it, and the dull flickering of the light, along with the heat lulls me to sleep, the soft sounds of waves lapping at the shore making me even sleepier. I close my eyes, blinking slowly and open them again, trying not to fall asleep. A couple seconds won't be too bad… I curl up in a ball under the shelter, and fall into a deep sleep.
Okay, I am super sorry for taking forever, but I have recently injured a ligament in my hand so I am going to be struggling. Okay, kisses and huggles to all!