Chapter One

Years. Years of torture and belittling, by the hands of the Lost Ones.

By the hands of Peter Pan himself.

Be a good girl, Linda.

How's your Papa, little Linda?

Little Lost Linda.

Constant belittling.

She was never seen as a big pirate girl. Always seen as Pan's little prisoner. His pet. His new toy to toss around.

She was just a doll to him. Sometimes she was called Holly Dolly. (For the record, she had many nicknames due to her flexible full name.)

And now, Linda finally escaped.

A Lost Boy named Connor had helped her off the miserable island, and Hollinda Marie Jones was free. She was told that her father was in a quaint little town called Storybrooke, Maine.

That was exactly where she was headed.

Linda stood on the street of this town, in her ragged Lost One cloak she had been forced to wear during her time on Neverland, abducted from her father. Her dark cloak was ripped and dirty, and all she wanted was to get it off.

She looked up towards the sky, and there was a clock tower.

"Linda?"

She looked behind her.

"Papa."

AUTHOR'S NOTE: This is a unique writing style I am trying out. Short and concise but powerful. I have read stuff with this type of writing style, and I am trying it out. Don't take it as illiteracy, lol! :3 Please comment below what you all think so far! What do you think will happen? What do you think of Linda? Leave me your thoughts! I will try to post a new chapter every day!