Author's Note: I apologise if the chapters are too short. Since i'm new to fanfiction I try to add a lot, but sometimes you just know when to end a chapter.
Also, i'm not too sure how to change the rating if the story gets explicit. If someone could tell me that would be cool. Onto the story.
The forests of Neverland always held a certain feeling of deep magic, dark magic. The kind that seemed to prickle your skin and give you involuntary goosebumps. Rumplestiltskin could feel this magic everywhere he stepped. He took in a deep breath and moved silently into a clearing where the grass appeared dry and brittle. Tamara, the woman who killed his son was lying pitifully on the ground with an arrow wound! He placed a hand on her back and in the most painful way possible healed her of her ailment. She attempted to scream, but Rumplestiltskin put his hand over her mouth to muffle the sound.
"Not quite the vacation you were looking for, is it Dearie?" he asked darkly. He allowed her to get into a standing position, where she seemed to be paralysed by fear. "What do you want, Dark One?" she asked, trying to hold onto some form of confidence. "Where is Henry?" he asked with no ounce of anything in his voice. "He ran off into the jungle. " Rumplestiltskin began to advance towards her menacingly. She continued to back up to a nearby tree. "I told him to run! I didn't hurt him, I swear!" she screamed in panic. Suddenly he was right in front of her. "Oh, I believe you. I'm not doing this for Henry. It's for Bae." And with that he reached inside her chest, as she gasped in pain.
Holding her heart triumphantly near his face, he looked at the whimpering mess of a woman beneath him. And with one squeeze she clutched him in an almost pleading-like way, but he continued to crush her heart until she crumpled to the ground! He walked away from her body, slowly releasing the ashes that very quickly became dust in the wind.
Hook was pissed off! On one hand Rumplestiltskin had just left them in the middle of a very tedious situation and on the other he'd saved David's life, had David kiss him and was then punched! Hook couldn't stop thinking about David's eyes when he woke up. So clouded with love and affection, and in an instant it was as if something passed over him that completely destroyed those feelings. David didn't even seem to remember what happened, which Hook found intriguing.
Everyone advanced through the jungle with Emma in front hacking away at branch after branch. Eventually they came across a series of thorns with a liquid oozing from them. Just as Emma started to cut through them, Hook quickly stopped her. "Don't touch any of these thorns! It's Dreamshade. One drop and you're poisoned beyond hope. We'll have to go around." At this point the others let Hook take the lead, figuring he'd know the dangers of the island better than they possibly could.
Finally, they managed to find an area that seemed suitable for a camp site. Now, it was time to get a plan in order. Emma was the first to speak. "Ok. We're here, so how bad can a little boy like Peter Pan possibly be?" her question directed at Hook, who appeared to be slapping mosquitoes away from his face. "I don't know what you've heard of Pan where you come from, Swan..." he began. "...But he's the most powerful and cruellest creature you could ever meet! He is smart, cunning and manipulative." She stared at him and responded dryly. "So, he's like you but younger?" He gave her a dark stare. "I came back to help. What can I say? You're all starting to grow on me a bit." He let his gaze hold David's for a few seconds longer than the others.
Regina was beginning to get impatient, and it showed. The others tried to give her fruit they found but she kept brushing them off, with very harsh words. "I don't want food! I want my son." Emma eventually managed to calm her down by sympathising with her, which was incredibly surprising. After everything that happened during the day it seemed only logical to sleep and begin their search for Henry when they woke up. As the began making their places to sleep, a boy appeared from behind a tree. "Well, well." he said matter-of-factly. Everyone stared at him with caution and curiosity. "Who are you?" Emma asked, ready to attack if she had to. "Oh, sorry. Where are my manners? I'm Peter Pan." Hook stared at the boy with absolute disdain. The things he'd done for Pan so long ago made his stomach churn! "Where's my son?!" Emma and Regina practically said at the same time. "Henry?" Pan asked with a smugness that irritated all of them. "At my camp. Safe and sound, I promise." Emma continued giving Pan a death stare which he seemed completely unaffected by. "Take us to him. Now!" He stared back with a small grin. "And ruin all the fun? I don't think so. You'll be better off if you leave right now. I won't stop you." "But," he continued. "If you do decide to stay, be prepared. This island tests people. Good luck." He flashed them a wink and disappeared. The group now knew they'd be sleeping with one eye open, if they could even sleep at all.