Author's Note: And here we are for another chapter of A Hidden Past where Peter finally tells Calie the story! But will Calie believe it? Thanks to HermioneandMarcus, renaisrafilbekova and Ameliabella1 for reviewing. And for the tittle, I felt like being ironic :D so now, the italics are the story telling from Peter. The bold from Peter's storytelling are... nightmares I would say.
HermioneandMarcus: Thanks for enjoying the story!
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Chapter 9: Once upon a time
A figure tossed around on its bed, clutching the covers. It looked like it was having a terrible nightmare.
Run.
Those three haunted words are echoing in her mind. She stared at the horrible scene that was before her.
"But…"
"Just go! Please!" it pleaded.
She made a quick hug to the figure before she shoved her away.
"GO!" she commanded, more forcefully.
Tears spilled down to the other running figure as she was forced to run. But, a scream came and the girl turned around, gasping with horror as she covered her mouth.
"Mama…" the girl cried quietly as the thunder and rain fell down...
The girl shot her eyes open, wide awake. She then curled herself in a ball at the horrible nightmare.
That was one nightmare she didn't like to revive. The girl sniffled when she felt a hand touching her shaking body.
"Callie." the boy's voice spoke softly.
The girl, Callie, got up and then she leaned against her brother's body who comforted her as she cried.
"I want Mama..." she replied, quietly.
"I know. Me too. But you have to be strong. Mama probably doesn't want you to dwell on the past or on her death. She probably wants you to move on…to go on with your life. She's in a better place now." Peter told her softly while Callie raised her head to look at him.
He then kissed her forehead. "Try to sleep."
As he got up, Callie spoke.
"Can you sleep with me?" she pleaded.
Stealing a look at her pleading eyes, he went back on the bed and Callie snuggled against him.
As months flew, the nightmare would slowly dissolve away. They would still be there but they won't bug her as much as it did before.
Now, here stood a slightly matured girl who had the same height like before.
You don't grow in Neverland or age…
However, things were different between the two siblings. Sometimes, Peter wouldn't stick around for a very long time since he had some "things" to do. And, his group of friends freaked her out so she doesn't know them that great.
"Are you finished with your things yet?" Callie snapped, irritably as she saw Peter walking his way to her.
"Why are you so angry?"
"Because you promised me that you would spend some time with me!" she exclaimed.
The sudden guilt crept up Pan's body.
"Oh."
"Oh? Oh!? That's what you have to say?" she asked, heatedly. "Whatever. No, don't talk to me." Callie snapped just as Peter was about to talk.
Pan sighed as he made his way towards her room.
"Hey, I'm sorry. It…slipped out of my mind."
She glared. "Oh, it slipped out of your mind, is that it? You think that those "things" are more important than me?"
"I—that's absurd! You're still the most important person in my life!"
"Prove it then!"
He could tell that she was going to start crying soon so thinking quickly, he got an idea.
"Come. I want to show you something." he extended his hand out and waited for her to take it. After a while, she took his hand and he led her into a deeper part of the forest.
"Where are we going?"
"You'll see." he then stopped and turned around. "Do you believe in fairies?"
Callie nodded, excitedly. "Yes! I always wanted to see one!"
Peter then whistled a tune and no sooner or later, something bright floated down to them. Callie squinted her eyes but all she could make out was a ball of green light.
"What's…that?" she asked, puzzled.
"That, Callie, is a fairy." Peter said. "Tinkerbell to be exact."
"You're kidding me. You have a fairy?" Calie asked, incredulously.
He scowled. "Yes."
"So where is she then? How come she's not with you?"
Pan sighed. "Things got twisted a bit, I guess you could say."
That same weird feeling pulled Calie back.
"A fairy?!" Callie exclaimed, excitedly. "She's so cute!"
Pan listened to the voice from the fairy.
"She said thank you."
Callie laughed when the fairy touched her nose.
"You're welcome."
The boy whispered something to the fairy's ear which made Callie to be curious.
"You might want to be ready." Pan told her.
"For what?"
The fairy then swirled in circles above Callie's head. She saw the golden dust washing over her and all of a sudden, her feet were lifted off the ground!
"Whoa…" Callie unsteadily balanced in the air. She then looked Pan who gilded up rather gracefully.
"Since when can you fly?"
Smiling, he swooped above her. "Since I learnt how to."
Callie squealed when Peter grabbed her sides and he held her as they flew high into the air. The girl took a gasp as she looked down below the view of Neverland.
"Wow." she said breathlessly until she looked ahead but shuddered.
"You cold?"
"No. Skull Rock." she hated that place with her guts.
Peter froze and he accidentally let go of Callie who began plummeted down while screaming her head off.
"PETER!" she screeched.
"Callie!" he called out, snapping back to reality. Quickly, he started to zoom towards her but he knew he wouldn't catch up to her; she was falling too fast.
"TINK!" he shouted and the fairy came. "Catch up to Callie and put some Dixie dust when you reach her. I think she ran out of it."
Nodding, the fairy raced towards the falling girl.
"Oh, Tinkerbell!" she cried out. The fairy quickly put some dust on her and within seconds, she was flying…though not so great.
Callie let out a shaky breath since she almost hit the ground; just a few centimeters away.
"Whew."
Until something rammed into her…hard. Bush after bush, they finally landed to a stop by skidding on the ground.
"Oh the hell." she groaned, rubbing her sore shoulder since she landed in an awkward position.
"Callie!" Pan sprinted towards her and helped her to get up.
"I'm sorry! I never meant to let go of you!" he apologized, hugging her tightly.
"I…know…Pe…ter…can't…breathe!"
Realizing, he quickly released the hug. She grinned.
"It was fun…while it lasted."
He laughed, ruffling her hair and she growled, swatting his hand away.
"We should go back to camp. It's getting late." Peter stated with a nod.
"I can never tell how you can tell if its daytime or night." Callie murmured.
He smirked. "It's always nighttime here." and he ruffled her hair once more.
"Quit doing that! It messes up my hair!" she whined, fixing it.
"Oh? You mean like this?" he ruffled it again.
She growled. "I'm warning you!" but he laughed, anyways.
"You're too hot-tempered." he smirked.
It was silent before she spoke.
"What happened after that?" Callie asked, intrigued.
He took a breath. "Things got a little chaotic. A month flew and Callie started to suspicious about me." he lowered his head as his hands grabbed his hair.
"I would never forgive myself on that day." he shut his eyes as if he was trying to block the horrid images. "I almost hurt her."
Opening her eyes, she wanted for a bit until it was good to go.
There was something about her brother that she didn't like. It felt like dark magic was emitting out of him. Callie quickly threw her covers and ran out of her room.
Where is it, where is-aha! she thought.
She stared ahead once she was at the edge of the cliff. Taking a breath, she whispered.
"I believe."
The dust from Tinkerbell swirled around her and felt herself being lifted. Gleefully, she zoomed around to get the hang of it before she flew to the island she hates the most.
Skull Rock.
After getting there, she landed on the ground and the feeling wasn't welcoming...There was no turning back now.
Where would Peter be?
Might as well get started. Standing here certainly wouldn't answer her question.
The place was filled with nothing but trees and she was annoyed at how low or high the branches were since sometimes, it would get caught of her tunic or it would scratch on her cheeks and arms.
The further she went in, the more uneasy she felt.
As she was about to remove a bush, something startled her.
"Why do you keep on looking into other's people business?"
Turning around, she saw Peter standing there with arms crossed.
"I—"
"You know, it's not your business. I keep telling you that."
"Well maybe it is! I want to know why you're always disappearing!" Callie shouted.
"You don't deserve the truth yet."
"Oh really? Why? Do you think that I can't handle the truth? I'm not a baby anymore!" she exclaimed.
He didn't answer. But he only turned around.
"Do you always think that I might shun you away?" she asked. "Do you?"
"Drop it, Callie." he replied, darkly.
"NO! I want to know why my brother keeps on disappearing. Why is it bad for me to know the truth? Do you suppose that I might think of you as a monster?"
He turned around as anger coursed throughout his body.
"I told you to drop it!"
The feeling in the atmosphere changed and a sudden crack was heard. Peter widened his eyes and shouted.
"Callie!"
Quickly, he raced towards her and he pushed her out of the way, allowing the branch to hit the ground.
"Are you ok? Callie, talk to me." panic was in his voice.
There, was Callie who was shaking badly with fear written on her face.
"W-who are you?" she quivered.
Shock was the only thing that was on Peter's face.
"I'm your brother."
"A brother wouldn't nearly kill his sister!"
With that, she scrambled up and ran away, leaving Pan to stare at the ground with remorse while the rain was softly falling down.
"I'm sorry."
"After that, she never spoke to me again. I didn't know how many months it was. I was just glad that she finally started to talk to me…"
"Have you seen Peter?" Callie asked one of the Lost Boys. She still didn't like them.
"I think he's in his room, trying to starve himself." Xavier remarked.
Callie scowled before she went away to Peter's room. She definitely didn't like him.
"Peter." the room was dark but she knew that he was here. He had to be.
No response.
Sighing, she spoke. "I just want to apologize. You were right. It wasn't my business. Only yours. I can wait a little longer for the truth to come out. But…I want my big brother to come back."
She went to his bed and started to touch him but was roughly shoved away.
"Don't touch me!" he snapped, shoving her hands away.
She felt hurt.
"Peter—"
"Why would you want to talk to a monster?" he sneered.
"Please Peter! I said I was sorry! I want you back!" tears started to brim her eyes. "Peter…"
"Just go." he said, flatly.
Mutely, he got up and walked towards the exit but stopped.
"I thought you should know that I still love you."
As she was about to get out, something wrapped around her. She felt the familiar warm feeling and she snuggled against him.
"I'm sorry. I didn't mean to yell at you. I was…angry at myself for letting you to be almost injured. I would never forgive myself if that had happened. I'm sorry." he hugged her tightly.
"I know but would you promise me to tell me when you're leaving?"
"I promise."
"And then…that's when she got captured…A month later, I think." Peter replied. "By a group of bastards that were named the Unnamed."
"Peter…I…don't know what to say." Calie responded, feeling sad for him.
He gave a small weak smile.
Author's Note: And there you have it! Peter's story is revealed! Well, it looks like Calie believed it…oh right, I made a mistake at the previous chappy when Peter said that it had happened over a year ago…it actually happened five years ago…my bad.