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When the sun finally allowed the moon to take its place in the sky, I found myself walking alone back to camp. It had been maybe an hour since Peter left me alone in the water and I didn't have any motivation to go after him. I wasn't sure what I would say to him. Hey, yeah I do still have feelings for you but I can't act on them because you know, you stole my brothers from me and I'm trying to get them back.

Yeah, that would work.

I had the make shift towel wrapped around my cold body as I pushed leaves and branches from my way. The rain still lightly beat down through the trees and it was ice cold. Like his heart, I thought. As much as I didn't want to confront Peter, it wasn't safe to be in the forest at night. So, I tried my hardest to go quickly. But even as I went my fastest, the forest's hidden monsters came to play.

Without warning, I couldn't breathe. I coughed, clutching my throat as I tried to catch my breath. It was a lot like drowning except there wasn't a reason why I couldn't breathe. The air was still clear, not yet hazed by the moon. I stopped walking and fell to my knees gasping for breath. All I could manage was a second of air before chocking again. I was walking on the edge of unconsciousness. I could lean towards no air only to get enough to last me the moment.

"Wendy." A dark voice floated in my head. I looked into the sky praying it was my mind playing tricks on me. "You still haven't learned." The voice laughed menacingly.

I closed my eyes wishing it away. "Leave me alone!" I gritted through deep short breaths. Although the voice didn't reveal itself, I knew who it belonged to.

As quick as it was placed, the hold on my throat lifted.

The chocking sensation gone as I took a filling breath.

When I opened my eyes, a black fog was misted in front of me. It slowly formed into a person as I pushed my feet against the dirt under me trying to move backward.

The island's shadow.

There were two shadows one would fear when coming to the island. Peter's and the island's. Peter's was used on command to do Peter's work. Find new lost boys, keep an eye on the outside world. The island's, however, was much darker. It killed shadows. And once a person's shadow was gone, the person wouldn't last much longer.

We had met before.

It was cold that night. Colder than my other nights spent on the island. The air also held a thin trace of a feeling that made me uneasy. Something that scared me.

Death.

Peter had fallen asleep on my floor, me in my bed, until about halfway through the night when I was awoken by a large thud and a distant scream.

I jolted upright, breathing heavily into my dark room.

"Peter." I whispered towards the floor.

It was empty.

"Peter?" I said again, louder this time. Maybe he had caused the thud.

My pulse began racing as I was met with silence in return. The air was too still, too silent.

I pushed off my thick blanket and stepped out of bed against my better judgment. You were never supposed to leave the safety of your bed in times like these but I couldn't avoid the feeling that compelled me to see where Peter had gone.

The floor creaked with the pressure of my feet as I walked towards the door. Why would he leave me?

This was before our unsaid agreement that we would share a bed. This is what brought us to that agreement.

I opened the door slowly, praying that he would be on the other side.

But I was wrong.

A large black fog whisked in front of me causing me to fall back in surprise.

'Go home!' A voice whispered into my ear. I whipped my head to the noise but nothing was there.

'You are not safe!' It repeated, an urgency showed itself. 'He will take you for good! Trapped forever!'

I covered my head with my arms. "Leave me alone!" I yelled into the night. My yelling did nothing as the fog swarmed overhead.

'He will steal your heart. It's the only way.'

I began frantically moving towards Peter's home. I stumbled on the miss matched wooden boards. The fog soared in front of me again, this time, knocking me onto my back. My eyes grew wide as the fog formed into a person and stood in front of his door.

'Soon, you will see the consequence if you do not leave now.'

The voice sent chills down my spine and rose goose bumps on my arm. I had never seen such a thing. It reminded me of the shadow that brought my brothers and I here but it was different. This one was out of anger. Its messages of warning left me in confusion. It was all about my heart. Peter taking my heart.

'Two hearts for yours.' It whispered.

"Leave me alone!" I moved onto my knees, crawling towards the shadow. I needed to get to Peter's door. He could scare it away.

'Say goodbye or you will forget everything.'

"Go away!" I screamed again.

And it disappeared.

I burst through his door and Peter jumped out of bed at the noise.

"Wendy! What happened?"

"There was a scream and a shadow and it kept telling me to leave and-" My run on sentence continued to build as the tears in my eyes did as well. He didn't seem to know what to do besides pull me into his chest to muffle my tears. He moved his hand down my hair a few times as I calmed down. Whatever that thing was warning me of, it had to be wrong. Peter only wanted to protect me.

He took a deep breath.

"It's the island's shadow."

And here I was now. The shadow floating above me. It was here to kill me. Just like the lost boy that screamed that night.

"I told you all those years ago to leave." The faceless form reminded me. "You didn't listen."

I shook my head and swallowed nervously. The stories I had heard about this shadow swarmed my mind. Terror. Fear. Death. "Peter told me about you."

The shadow seemed to laugh at this. "Peter Pan says the things you want to hear." The form touched down in front of me. I took a step away. The shadow was larger than it looked in the sky. It was more menacing on the ground.

I nodded. "He was afraid."

"As he should be." The shadow moved closer to me as I backed myself into a tree.

I squinted at the form. It looked just like it did years ago. "Whose shadow are you?"

The glowing eyes looked at me. "All will be revealed in time."

"You're not going to kill me?" I couldn't help but sigh in relief. I didn't have to see my life flash before my eyes again.

The shadow laughed. "Don't be stupid, Wendy." The way it said my name made my hair stand on end. When-dy. It was like a whisp. "I did not come to kill a shadow."

"What do you want?" I braced myself against the tree in case it wanted to change its mind.

"To warn you." The voice became slower the more words he used. "Death is amongst them. You are in danger. Will not stop. Wants you dead."

Dead? Danger? I haven't been there long enough to be in danger or to have death lurking around the corner.

"Who?" I asked the form as it neared me. I refused to look in its eyes.

"Listen to my words. Consequences to your actions. Nothing is over until it is over."

"Why are you doing this?" If it wanted to kill me, it could have just done it. Don't drag it on.

Its next words surprised me. "I need your help." It was inches away now and I could feel the ground quiver as it narrowed its face to me. "Get. Me. Pan's. Heart." It's voice boomed around us.

"Why would I?" My pulse raced again for the second time that night as the shadow touched my face.

"You want your brothers. I want his heart." The shadow tapped my chest, over my heart. "He keeps his most valuable things there. You are a value."

The shadow had to have my brothers. There was no other way. How could you offer me a trade and not have my part of the deal? "You have my brothers?"

"No. Things of value stay in his heart." It stepped away from me. "Rip out his heart." It whispered into the silence.

And the shadow was gone.


"You left me in the middle of the island!" I slapped Peter across the face with a hard hand.

I had rushed back to camp. The rain picked up from before, as it seemingly stopped when the shadow confronted me. It was quiet when I returned. The dark had encompassed the land for a while now. Everyone was asleep. I noticed Peter's light still on and I knew Peter wasn't. Instead, he was looking out his window thoughtfully and when I had reached him I touched his shoulder for him to turn around then my palm made contact with his face.

"Excuse me?" He growled attaching his hand to my wrist mid-air. His cheek was bright red from impact. "Do not touch me." It was the first time he has ever told me to keep my hands off. It hurt.

I ripped my wrist away and my voice raised an octave. "You left me in the middle of the most dangerous forest on the island. Can you even fathom what I just dealt with?" I gritted my teeth at him in anger.

"A paper cut?" He raised his eyebrow mockingly.

In that moment, I believed convincing myself to rip out his heart would not be too hard.

I shook my head in disgust. "I almost had my shadow killed because of you."

His face and act dropped with my words. He believed that the shadow had long abandoned the island. Ever since my first encounter, it had not been seen again. But, he thought I was overreacting until he knew this. "Wendy." He said quietly with shame lining it.

"It's fine." I breathed. "I handled it." I turned around and left out the door walking shakily back to my own house. I wanted this night to be over. What seemed like a pleasant day had turned into my own nightmare coming true.

And it wasn't over.

Because when I opened the door to my house, it was not fine.