Author's Notes:
1:
I DO NOT own Once Upon a Time, it's characters, or it's storyline. Once Upon a Time, the characters, and their twists are owned by Adam Horowitz and Edward Kitsis as well as ABC. I DO own Reiha Moon and her story. I own the cover images you may see on this fanfiction or any others - be it my own personal art or commissioned artwork from another artist. Be respectful to the art and DO NOT steal it!
2: Bold-italic phrases will indicate Reiha's thoughts or the thoughts of others while in their point of view. Italic-underlined phrases will be what is said by the Spirits of Neverland but it also represents when Pan communicates with Reiha mentally. When you see "..." it indicates a change in point of view.
3: The song representing the story is "Animals" by Maroon 5. The song Reiha sings is "You'll be in my Heart" by Phil Collins from the Tarzan soundtrack.


8.) Forbidden
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Baby, I'm preying on you tonight. Hunt you down eat you alive. Just like animals, animals, like animals. Maybe you think that you can hide. I can smell your scent from miles. Just like animals, animals, like animals.
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I continued to relax, enjoying the Pan-less time I had to myself. "My life has sure become complicated." I muttered before blowing bubbles in the spring's watery surface. This is so odd... First I find myself in Neverland, then I meet Peter Pan, then I find myself falling for a Lost Boy, and then I find out I can't be with the person my heart belongs to. I thought bitterly. "It's not fair." I whispered.

...

I found myself back inside the campground boundaries. The redness in my face almost burned, however I enjoyed the burn. It came out of something true and pure. My love for Reiha. I did all I could to relieve myself of the blush, I didn't want any unwanted questions.

...

When I left my cabin, I had found that Felix had disappeared. I asked around but no one knew where he had gone. Where the Hell did he go now? I thought as a glare captured my gaze. I let loose a heavy sigh and sat down, waiting for Felix's return. As soon as Felix had returned, I approached him. "Where have you been?" I asked, eyeing the Lost Boy curiously. Upon my examination, I had noticed the redness that captured his otherwise pale complexion. The color faded, however. Moments passed and Felix finally spoke up.

"I was hunting in the dark forest and lost track of time." My lips tightened. Liar. My eyes swept over him once more.

"Why are you wet then?" It was then that Felix seemed to notice he was wet. Simpleton. Frustration gripped at my core as I awaited his answer. He swallowed hard, struggling to find the words.

"I'm wet because... You see... I was hunting and my hunt ended when I fell into the water." Felix reasoned as he attempted to polish his lie. He failed miserably.

...

I began to rummage through my short's pockets. I pulled out the crystals I had harvested from the Crystal Caves and examined them. While in the spring, I began to play around with them, casting small, simple spells to see what kinds of magic they would take and their reactions. Thankfully none of them turned out to be dangerous. "Balthazar would love to study these." I thought out loud with a smile on my face. Balthazar... All of a sudden, my ears twitched as the wind picked up, and a storm was on the rise. "Is Pixie Boy throwing another tantrum?" I asked myself. The dude can't manage his anger well. I thought with a giggle. Though I was in a relaxed state of mind, I felt anxiety claw at my core as Felix crossed my mind. Last time Pan found out, I almost lost him... I clenched my fists at the thought. My dearest Lost Boy... I didn't want to lose him again but reversing time takes more and more from the caster the more it happens. I... I don't know if I could save him a second time... My heart ached at the thought.

...

Pan crossed his arms. "That's very unlike you, letting your kill let you chase them into the water. Why Felix, that's downright shameful." He said as he waved his index finger in a mocking, scolding motion. I bit my lower lip as a lump formed in my throat. I couldn't tell him the truth, he'd kill me. Then I would never see Reiha again.

"I know," I admitted. "It was dumb. Stupid really. I was just exhausted. Forgive me?" Pan circled me, a strange and eerie illegible expression cloaking his face.

"I don't like liars, Felix." He scolded. And yet all he does is lie. With a quick, almost unseen motion, Pan's dagger slashed across my throat. As if cutting my neck open wasn't enough for him, Pan plunged his hand into my chest and squeezed my heart. My body trembled. "Give my regards to Reiha." He hissed coldly before throwing my body to the ground.

...

I felt my heart sink. "Felix." I struggled to breathe. I knew I would grieve but at the moment, my rage got the best of me. I forced myself out of the spring, clothed myself, and ran as feet as my feet could carry me. I ran past Felix's body and pinned Pan to a tree, arm blades drawn and crisscrossed across his chest. "I can't understand you. Felix has gone to Hell and back for you, doing EVERYTHING to appease you for the centuries he's been here. Finally he has a bit of a chance at being happy and you flip your shit!" I growled, the tone deep and grim, almost monstrous. "You can't handle knowing people are happy when you will NEVER be happy!" I pressed the blades against his body causing stings of blood to surface. "I hate you. I hate everything you are." I pulled away from him. "If I were the monster you think vampires are, I'd have killed you ages ago." I glared towards him, a dangerous gaze. "But you're not worth it. My heart is pure and I won't let a PATHETIC COWARD change that." Pan's shocked expression faded and a sinister smile pulled at his lips.

"Felix was weak. The weak die and the strong live." He mentioned in monotone. Unbelievable. I thought with a glare. "Pick up your lover, what's left of him anyway, and go cry somewhere else." With those final words, Pan disappeared. I clenched my fists before looking down to Felix. I wasn't going to cry, too much of my life was spent crying, but I was going to be with Felix while he was fading. He was laying there, his eyes struggling to stay open. Blood poured out of his body and there was a hole where his heart was. I walked over to Felix and sat beside him.

"I'm not going to move you. He may not feel any regret or remorse but he will. No one will ever be as loyal as you were Felix." I whispered clutching his hand. I laid my body over top of his. "He will never know how empowering love can be because no one will ever love him." I cuddled into him. "I love you Felix." After those words left my lips, what was left of Felix's life energy was gone. He was dead. The boy I had loved was gone. "May you soul find peace, my dear Lost Boy..." I uttered before pulling away from him. I never took my hand away from his. I didn't know what future had in store for me now but perhaps I should consider locking away my heart. I can't be hurt if I can't feel... I looked towards my hands. I closed my eyes and poised my hands over my chest, preparing to use a locking spell. Before I could cast the spell, I stopped. I looked down to Felix's body. "I may have lost you but I can't become a robot..." I muttered. Not that he would have known what that was. I smiled briefly at the thought. I looked among the Lost Boys. They need someone to care about them. Pan doesn't care and had even admitted in the future that could have been, that he'd kill anyone who would disobey him or break his loyalty. "He's one to talk." I thought out loud.

...

Seconds after Felix's body hit the ground, I was shoved into a tree, pinned in place by Reiha's strength. How the fuck did she get here so quick?! I didn't expect Reiha to return so soon, with remarkable force either, for that matter. To be honest, she was the last thing on my mind during my rampage. "I can't understand you. Felix has gone to Hell and back for you, doing EVERYTHING to appease you for the centuries he's been here. Finally he has a bit of a chance at being happy and you flip your shit!" She hissed, her voice sounding almost demonic. It was haunting. "You can't handle knowing people are happy when you will NEVER be happy! I hate you. I hate everything you are." She pulled away from me. "If I were the monster you think vampires are, I'd have killed you ages ago." She glared towards me. "But you're not worth it. My heart is pure and I won't let a PATHETIC COWARD change that." As her blades pressed through my shirt, and into my flesh, I felt rather invigorated - though I did feel some discomfort. I could get used to this. Honestly, I enjoyed a bit of pain, I even admired Reiha's fire.

"Felix was weak. The weak die and the strong live." My tone was cold and harsh. "Pick up your lover, whats left of him anyway, and go cry somewhere else." I commented before taking my leave and heading to my thinking tree. As far as everyone was concerned, I didn't care, even with his countless years of service. Once I arrived at my thinking tree, I felt at ease. My sanctuary. The Tree of Regrets was the one place that made me feel content. It would be a lie if I had said that I didn't feel anything. I am human. I have a heart. I mean, I snapped and killed my friend, but I would never admit this. I looked up to the tall tree, blinking away the tears that surprisingly flowed freely. Moments passed and the tears had stopped, which I was quite happy for. I stared at the tree and decided I needed to stop this from occuring a second time. I cast a spell locking away the emotions that could cause me to come off as weak, especially with Reiha around. It's better this way. I cared for nothing but myself. Once the spell was complete, a dark smile crept across my face.

...

I shook my head and I muttered a spell, sending Felix's body to a safe location. He had found peace and should remain in a peaceful eternal slumber. I'd be damned before I let that fucking demon disturb his resting grounds. Before my thoughts could wander, a heartbreaking sound was being carried by the wind. W... Who's crying? I stood from my spot, following the trail of the Lost Boys' cries. It was coming from the tree that seemed to be where the Lost Boys, and Pan, lived. I climbed around the massive tree, coming across the cabin that housed a handful of Lost Boys. The boys I had heard crying. I snuck in through their windows and began to comfort them. I had to decide which song to sing. Then came the most comforting song I had known from my youth. "Come stop your crying, it will be alright. Just take my hand, hold it tight. I will protect you from all around you. I will be here, don't you cry." I moved from Lost Boy to Lost Boy, stroking their hair. During this time, they had all fallen silent, watching me. Their tears had stopped. "For one so small, you seem so strong. My arms will hold you, keep you safe and warm. This bond between us can't be broken. I will be here, don't you cry." After I had finished singing, one of the Lost Boys spoke up.

"Can you be our mother?" He asked. He had dark curly hair. He must be Curly. I thought with a momentary chuckle. Admittedly I was flattered by his request but I didn't want to endanger anyone else. I walked over to him and sat in front of him, as a solemn smile pulling at my lips.

"I would love to," Curly smiled. "But I fear for your well-being. See: Pan has it in for me, he wants to take away any happiness that may fall upon his Lost Boys." I sighed. "I can't be your mother," His smile disappeared as quickly as it was drawn. He seemed as though he wanted nothing more than to have a mother, though regardless of his greatest wish, he'd never tell Pan. The notorious Peter Pan forbids such talk. "Pan will..." I cut myself off. They don't know about what he did to Felix, nor do they know the fairytale... After all they don't have the realm jumping experience that Pan has. I bit my lip. "Let's just say, Pan seems quite happy being the genuine ass he is." I giggled. "I will, however, come to comfort you boys every chance I get." I promised with a warm smile.

"I wish you were my mother..." He muttered letting out a small sigh. Eh, what the Hell? I thought before drawing a heavy breath.

"Tell you what, I'll be your mother. However, if Pan EVER bothers you or tries to hurt you, think of me. I'll be there in a flash to kick his scrawny ass, 'kay?" I ruffled his hair. "After all, no one should ever mess with a mother and her cubs." This caused Curly to have a wide grin pull at his lips.

"I'm glad you're my mother!" He said before locking his arms around my waist. "Can you tell us a story?" He wondered as he looked at her before curling against me.

"Hmm..." I hummed as I reviewed the stories I could tell. How to choose? Then an epiphany hit. "How about a tale of forbidden love? I know it's not a boy's favorite topic but nothing is more powerful than love, no matter how much Twinkle Toes may tell you otherwise." I laid my arms against his resting form. "Once upon a time, there was an angel who had been held captive by a demon. Now this angel wasn't innocent, for even angels sin, but she had redeemed her light. She was a hero. Upon the two meeting, this angel posed as a great threat to this demon, being the strongest adversary he had ever encountered. She had beaten him at his own game. He swore that he would never release her, locking her in his dungeon because he couldn't deal with losing, let alone to an angel." I looked to the window. Egotistic turd. I thought before bringing my gaze back to him. "The angel, while in the demon's dungeon, had met his lieutenant. This soldier didn't seem to be like his commandant. She felt like she could trust him. During their brief time together, the angel and the lieutenant fell in love. However, the fates weren't on the side of love. The fates condemned her to spend an eternity with the demon, that she was henceforth to be with the demon. Because of this she and the lieutenant could never be together. The angel knew she could never love the demon for there was no love in his heart, however she and the lieutenant promised that they would be together forever. That their hearts would remain one, no matter what." I bit my bottom lip to fight the tears. Felix... I shut my eyes tightly. "Once the demon learned of their love, he killed his lieutenant. Even though the angel had lost her lover, she believed that she would be with him once more. That she would find her happiness." Curly seemed to sense my heartache, clinging to me. Comforting me.

"The demon is Pan, you're the angel, and Felix was the lieutenant... Right?" He questioned as he glanced up at me. Huh, he figured out the story... Smart kid. I smiled to myself. Then again it's kinda obvious.

"You're quick, aren't ya?" I muttered as I held him close. "The demon refuses to believe in love because he cannot love another. His heart is too black. He is beyond saving." I rubbed the back of his head. "Time to sleep. Only there are you truly find happiness." I kissed his forehead. "Sleep well sweet Curly." I whispered before pulling away from him. "I must go and wish for my lieutenant to have pleasant dreams during his eternal slumber." The young Lost Boy listened and fell asleep moments later, my gentle tone and tender touch seemed to be enough to send him off to Dreamland. I smiled to myself before letting loose a sigh. I turned and left them. "Sweet dreams boys." I mumbled as I placed my hand against the door. As I pulled away, a thought occurred. I had to protect them, so I placed a protection spell over the cabin. Can't take any chances... That fucking fly on the wall could be anywhere. I climbed down the trunk and made it to the bottom. Stretching my limbs, I knew I should say goodnight to Felix before I called it a night myself.

...

I watched the scene before me play out from the darkest shadows of the young ones' cabin. Reiha had comforted them. As nice as the silence was, and NOT hearing them cry, she was making them soft with her story of forbidden love. Her kindness. Fucking wretch. I felt nothing but darkness thanks to the spell I had cast on myself. Curly addressed Reiha as mother before she told her story. Mothers are forbidden here... It's a rule. Reiha had stayed with them until they drifted into peaceful slumber. I licked my dry mouth waiting for the opportune moment to strike.