Never Believe
Chapter 3 – Liar, Liar. Pants on fire
Amelia's heart was racing. The adrenaline in her veins didn't make it easy for her to think rationally. All she could think was, 'We're going to die, we're going to die, we are so going to die.' She mentally slapped herself. Hard.
There was no way in hell that she left Henry to die, just like that. She knew that the boy obviously a lot better chances to survive than she did, since Pan wanted him. Amy assumed he needed the kid alive. So they wouldn't kill him on sight. Her? She wasn't wanted. It didn't matter if she died or not. Well, not to them anyways.
"They're over here!"
That not-so-distant shout made the blonde gulp. "What do we do?!" She shouted, losing her calm. Henry continued. "Is there any another way to the echo Caves?"
They both looked at ex Lost Boy, as Amelia called him, hopeful. The guy shook his head, sighing. "We're done for." He hissed, clearly frustrated.
Well, definitely not as frustrated as Amy. She was going to lose it. She was going to lose control. She really was. Somehow, the only little thing that made her want to stay as calm as possible was Henry. If he could contain his fear, anger and all that crap she wanted to get rid of, why couldn't she? She looked down the cliff, hoping to see water. Well, she saw water, but the water was way too far away for them to be able to survive if they jumped. They would probably die on impact. Still, which way of dying would be the quicker way?
Ex Lost Boy turned to Henry. "I'll give them the pixie dust, maybe they'll let us live." He started to take of his necklace. Amy was about to agree with him when Henry spoke again.
"You want to give up?" He said, accusingly. The stranger was losing his cool. Of course, he was. He was running from Pan, just like them. But he knew Pan. He knew what the sick guy was capable of. She felt bad for him. Again. She even felt bad for not trusting him immediately.
"We don't have a choice." He growled. "They got us." He came standing next to Amelia, probably asking himself the same question she asked herself before.
To jump, or not to jump?
"This is the end." He sighed, sad.
Not to jump, then.
Henry shook his head vigorously. "No!" He exclaimed. "It's our way out." He explained as he tore off the guy's necklace. The guy gasped, but did nothing to stop him. Henry took Amelia's hand in his, pulling her towards the jungle. He did the same with the boy. He stared at the water, like he was actually going to jump, taking the two teens with him.
"Wha- What are you doing?" She asked, worriedly. No, scratch that, she was completely panicked. He didn't look at her while explaining. "Getting a running start." It was the other guy's turn to be panicked. "For what?!" He asked, confused.
Henry rolled his eyes at him. He turned around to face the ex-Lost Boy, annoyed. "Everybody knows pixie dust is for flying." Henry stated, matter-of-factly. Amelia couldn't help herself but snicker. What the kid said was true. Everybody knew that. However, there was still a catch.
"Don't you remember?! The dust doesn't work!" He shouted. Henry smiled a little. "That's because you need to believe." He said, taking a deep breath.
"I definitely do not believe." The boy said. Henry rolled his eyes again. "It's okay, because I do." The way the kid said that made Amelia feel confident. If Henry believed he could fly, than Amy believed it, too. Well, the best she could anyway.
He suddenly turned to his babysitter, who carefully studied him. After a second or two, she nodded with a little hesitation. "I believe if you do."
Henry opened up the pixie dust, and started running towards the edge of the cliff. Amy closed her eyes as her feet left the ground. The pixie dust flew around the three of them, and away they flew.
Little did they notice the smirking Lost Boys standing on the edge of the cliff.
Even though the flight only lasted minutes, it had felt like bloody hours. She preferred having solid ground under her feet. Although, water didn't really mind her, either. Whatever, the second her feet touched the earth, she felt relief wash over her. In fact, her feet hadn't been the first thing to touch it. Their landing hadn't been the most comfortable one ever. Her head was spinning like crazy, stopping her from getting up. She felt sick, too, but not enough to actually give up her lunch.
Lunch. What the hell were they going to eat there, on Neverland? She had no idea if the plants were edible on this island. What if the water was acid? What if the Lost Boys were hungry cannibals? Henry's voice cut her thoughts.
"See? If you believe, everything is possible." Henry smiled, proud of himself. He sure could be. He saved our lives, just by believing. That kid was powerful. No wonder Pan wanted him. She just hoped his magic believing powers made it possible to transform a stone into a sandwich.
"You couldn't be more right, Henry." The guy said, smirking.
Amelia's face fell. The guy, he suddenly changed. His expression, his posture, even his eyes. He didn't look cute any more. He looked evil. Very evil. And somehow, hot. But that was beside the point.
Amelia immediately stood up, and came standing next to the kid. Henry looked at him, slightly confused. "How… How do you know my name?" He stammered, backing up in her arms a little. "I never told you." He stated, looking up at Amy for answers. She thought about it for a second. She wasn't sure if she had said the kid's name in front of the stranger.
The boy smiled wickedly. "Let's make it game." He came a little closer to them. "A puzzle to solve." Henry stepped forward, getting into the guys face. "You lied to me?!" He stated accusingly. But before he could go any further, Amelia drew the kid back to her. Henry didn't resist, obviously knowing that he couldn't put up a fight with the guy. She pulled him behind her, protecting the kid with her body. They tricked them. Again.
Bloody… Lost Boys.
"You are a Lost Boy." Amelia said, anger dripping down her voice. "You work for Pan."
She discreetly pushed Henry, trying to make him understand that he had to flee. She knew she wouldn't be able to fight the guy, but she could still by him some time. At least a few minutes. The guy scoffed. "Not exactly." He said confidently. He slowly walked towards them, his evil smirk making her heart race. This wasn't going to end well. She felt Henry moving back a little, but she held her ground. The traitor got into her face, their noses only a few inches apart. She could feel his cold breath on her face. She locked eyes with him, not willing to back down. The boy just smirked.
"I am Peter Pan."
Her eyes widened, but her brain kicked in pretty quickly. "Henry, run!" She shouted, slapping Pan as hard as she could. His head snapped to the side, and she could already see the red mark forming on his left cheek. He brought his hand to the bruise, still smirking. Noticing the lack of effect her slap had on him, she raised her hand again, but this time in a fist. Before she could reach his skin, he grabbed her wrist, and pulled her towards him. She gasped when their noses touched. Her breathing was frantic, and she was scared out of her wits. But she smiled. Not a big, toothy smile, but a smile nonetheless. Pan scowled. "And what's so funny?" He asked, his scowl deepening as her smile grew wider.
"Henry got away." She stated, feeling kind of proud.
His scowl was soon replaced by an evil smirk. "Oh really?" He turned her around, and grabbed her other wrist. She felt him pressing himself against her back as he shouted.
"Come on, boys!"
Suddenly, Lost boys came out of everywhere. The trees, the jungle, the ground. Everywhere. Her heart sank when she saw Henry. The Home Office guy held him by his coat. He looked panicked. Scared. Everything she felt but ten times worse. A shiver went down her spine as she felt Peter Pan whisper in her ear.
"Let's play."
NA: Hello everyone! Thank you for all your kind reviews, you have no idea how happy I felt when I read them. So, yeah! What do you think so far? I'm trying to follow the Canon the best I can. Don't forget to review! Criticism is highly appreciated. Thank you for reading!
