Chapter 10- Stripped Authority leads to A Heated conference
Peter crashed onto the floor, his chains securely fastened and barely allowing him to breathe. He was marched by James into a large room, where he found Katherine. There was a large throne against the back wall, and Alyssa was sitting on it, rubbing her bulging belly.
Wendy's bloody form was lying beside the throne. Peter could feel her misery, could feel her broken heart, he felt only sorrow within her now. Her form was hideously disfigured, she had wounds all over her naked body. Peter was boiling with anger at this point but was pushed forward by James to stand before the throne.
"I am taking the crown for myself." Alyssa said. Peter's eyes widened instantly; how could she do that? Only fairies had the ability to strip him of his royal princehood. "This is outrageous! By what power do you intend on doing this?!" Peter yelled. "By the power of Satan himself." Alyssa said.
Peter was forced to his knees. "That's right, kneel before your queen-to-be." Alyssa said. She rose to her feet and placed her hand on Peter's heart. Peter could feel the energy draining from him, all of his power, all of his authority over the land, they were all Alyssa's now. He fell on his stomach at her feet.
"Now, my first action as queen shall be to press charges against all of you." Alyssa said. Peter slowly stood up, feeling that all hope was truly lost. "With Marco gone, there's no hope; we're dead!" Peter thought.
"You are all traitors to Neverland. You, like my slave, shall be tortured beyond imagining. You will live for all eternity as my pawns and then, when the time is right, you will all die." Alyssa said. Katherine and the others were lead back to their rooms.
She felt an extremely faint flicker of hope in her heart for a split second. She lay on the floor, her body aching in agony due to the lack of a cushion that she could lay on.