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But not the rest of the nights. I have lost my appetite, and am plagued by violent dreams, or memories. They are the same now. I spend all of my time shooting arrows and getting stronger through training. I manage one small meal at the end of the day, just to keep me alive, and to make sure I gain muscles. I will never be weak again. But sleep? I am vulnerable. So instead of sleep, I stay awake. At first, nobody noticed, but now, everyone does. I went to see Tink. She screamed and ran to me, tears running down her face. I had explained everything, and she had the expected reaction. Then she told me that I looked like the walking dead. When I got back, Peter had been waiting for me. Now, I think back to what I have done wrong. Nothing. But the anger is plain on his face. He takes me by my arm and takes me to his pool thing. He shows me a recap of this week's meals. I guiltily watch as I show up only seven times, whereas everyone else shows up twenty one.
"What is that?" He growls.
"Meal times?" I ask innocently. He grabs my wrist and pulls me to him, and when I come closer, he lifts up the bottom of my shirt.
"I can count your ribs! You have dark circles under your eyes!" He shouts.
"What do you expect, Peter? First, I have no memory. Then, I'm taken captive by a group of boys. Then they kick me out and I get tortured by scary Natives! I'm not going to stuff my face and sleep soundly," I roar. He sighs.
"I'm going to heal you," He says calmly.
"What? How?" I demand. He laughs.
"Magic," He says simply. He holds his hand above my head and moves it down until his hand has passed over all my body. I immediately felt the cool soothe me. I let out a deep breath.
"Thank you," I say breathlessly. I feel great. Why was I upset, though? I- it was…
"What- what is- what did-" I start, then I stop myself. I look over myself, but I find no injuries. I rack my brain, but I can't remember!
"Um, I'm just gonna- gonna go back to camp…" I trail off, then I walk away in a daze.
"Camp's the other way, Erica!" Pan shouts, laughing wildly. I grunt and turn around.
I've fallen into routine. Eat, train, hang out, train, eat, ditch Pan's lame flirt attempts, train, eat, sleep. And I visit Tink. She said that Killian would be back soon this week, so I'm heading out to see if he's here yet. I spy a ship, but I immediately know that it's not the Jolly Roger. I frown and head out to it. I can hear the crew yelling from the forest tree line, and I spot rowdy pirates getting off the ship. My gut tells that something is off- way off. A few of them see me and smile widely before stumbling over. I start to walk backward to go back to camp, but my bare feet catch on a rock and I land on my back. I try to stand up, but the three pirates are here. Two of them grab my arms and pull me up, the third clamps his hand over my mouth. I thrash, but I feel a hand on my neck, then I see black.
I wake up on a bed in a cell, arms and feet tied. I curse. I look down at my legs and almost scream. I'm wearing a- a- a dress. A dress, for goodness sakes! I omit a stream of profanities.
"Well, that's no way for a lady to act," A voice calls out. I snarl and look up at the person. And gasp.
"Y- you look like- a lot like… are you Liam? But- but I thought that you passed on! And Liam was a good man!" I exclaim. Liam(?) laughs and opens my cell door, stepping in.
"That Liam is gone. Those men that I went with? They passed on. I? I was delivered back here. I fell in love. And then- this is none of your business. Are you comfortable?" He asks, grinning at me like a fool. A/N: I know this is, like, totally random, but Peter Pan was never Rumple's Dad. His brother? Probably. Also, this next part is kind of… um, intense. With suggestion, but it doesn't happen, but there's kissing. So feel free to skip. If you want more or less, comment and I'll make it happen.
"Well, I could use my outfit and freedom, but I'm guessing that that's not gonna happen?" I ask sarcastically. Liam's smile turns sinister.
"No. Nobody wants a girl who dresses as a man- they want someone who's attractive. Want to know what I'm going to do with you?" He asks. I spit at his shoe.
"No, no. None of that! No man wants a girl with an attitude. Well, some might, but not the ones that you're being sold to. But before I sell you…" He trails off. My eyes widen and I step back. He steps forward and unties my hands and my feet.. My brain goes into survival mode. I scan his body. Dagger on the belt. Good. I can use that. If I could use my magic, I would, but I have some cuff on my arm that is holding me back. He gathers me in his arms and roughly kisses me. I give less resistance that I want to. I have a plan, after all. I grit my teeth as his hands roam my back. He pins me against the wall and kisses my neck. A/N: And we're good. In a flash, I grab his dagger and hold it up against his neck. I turn him around so he's against the wall, and I smile.
"Comfortable?" I ask innocently, pressing the dagger deeper into his skin so that it breaks a bit. I'm not gonna hurt him much more, but I can't let him capture me again. I smile and find the 'blackout point' and squeeze it. He slumps down. I tie his hands to his feet and cut off the ties at my feet to strengthen my knot. Then, I rip fabric from the dress and tie it around his mouth, gagging him. He won't wake up for a while either way. I sneak out and grab the sword lying beside my cell. I feel stronger immediately.
"Hey! The pri-" Some pirate starts behind me, but I whirl around and put my sword up to his neck. He smiles.
"Come on, girly. Put that sword down- you don't even know how to use it right," He says placatingly. I grin and get into my fighting stance. He laughs and moves in, but I block his move. He chuckles and thrusts the sword at me again. I block and point it to his throat. I squeeze his blackout point and laugh as he crumples to the ground. This is how I take out the pirates and make my way on deck. I had taken out many down below deck, and there were very few above deck. After I had defeated them all, I went to steer the boat back to Neverland. That is what I am doing now. Apparently, they had tried to leave. I see Neverland off in the distance.
"Lady? Miss? We- we want to join you," A pirate says slowly, four others beside him. Everyone else is still passed out.
"All right, take me to Neverland," I order, sitting on a spot on deck where I have a full view of the ship and all of the crew. Slowly, they come to and admit defeat. Finally, just the captain is below deck, still passed out or just still tied up. When we reach the shores, I address the crew.
"You will sail far away and never come back. When you are out of sight of Neverland, you let your captain free, but know this. If you ever return, I won't hesitate to turn you in to Pan. And he's very, very dangerous," I finish. They agree. While I had been waiting, I had changed back into my clothes, so I step onto the sand of Neverland. The ship starts to sail away, and I see something flying toward me. I squint. It's a black person. Like, a person's shape and form, but all black, pure black, with glowing eyes, It is very close to me now, and when it reaches me, I shudder. It grabs me by my shoulders and lifts me up high. It grabs my hand and dangles me by it. I scream. I try to use my magic, but I guess that the shadow is too powerful. It must be taking away my magic.