"Now are you ready?" I asked Henry, my great grandson. I was in the process of completing my master plan. I just needed the grown ups to get here. They just thought I was working for a different master plan.
"Yes." I grabbed his arm gently.
"Then let me help you." I waved my hand over his twice to give it the power to rip out one heart only. I released him and smiled. He prepared himself before reaching into his chest and removing his heart.
"Henry wait!" Baelleaf cried. "Whatever Pan's telling you to do, don't do it." Reunion Phase complete.
"Dad! You're alive?"
"I am buddy. I need you to listen to me. Pan's lying to you."
"Nice to see you too Bael. Saviour. Evil Queen."
"Henry, you need to get away from him now. He's trying to hurt you." Emma said.
"No the heart of the truest believer. It's what's going to save magic. It's gonna save all of you." Henry replied.
"No, it's not. This was never about magic, Henry. You have to believe us. The only person Pan's interested in saving is himself." Regina pleaded.
"That's not true!" Henry cried.
"Of course it isn't." I said, glaring at them, playing my part.
"Yes, it is! Pan can't live without you dying. If you give him your heart, it's gonna kill you." Baelleaf tried.
"They're trying to stem your belief, Henry. But don't let them. Remember, every hero gets tested." I reminded him. Technically, they are lying. I'm not.
"Henry… I know what being a hero looks like, and this isn't it." Emma tried.
"Why would they lie?" Henry asked. Because that's what they think is going on.
"That's what adults do, Henry. You know that better than anyone."
"Henry... you have to believe us." Regina cried.
"Your parents don't care about Neverland, Henry. They know if you give your heart to save it, then you'll have to stay." I stepped closer to Henry. "They're being selfish because they don't wanna lose you."
"Henry, you have to trust us." Emma pleaded.
"Trust? I'm the only one who's ever been honest with you, Henry. The only one who ever believed in you. This is your choice. Not theirs. You have to choose now. We're running out of time."
"We believe in you, Henry." Baelleaf said.
"Because we love you." Emma added.
"More than anything." Regina finished.
"I love you, too. But I have to save magic."
"No, no, no, no!"
"I'm sorry."
"No! Henry!" I almost reached out to stop him but caught myself. This is all part of the master plan. They ran to him and started shaking him.
"Oh god, is he unconscious?"
"Henry, can you hear us?"
"He passed out as soon as his heart went into Pan."
"Is he breathing?"
"I don't know."
"What the hell did you do to him?" Emma demanded.
"I didn't do anything." I whined. "It was Henry. He offered me his heart of his own free will." She unsheathed her sword.
"I'm gonna take it back from you." She lunged and I poofed away. I picked up Pandora's box.
"I don't think you have it in you. Rumplestiltskin didn't. Why should you?"
"Where is he?"
"What did you do?" I scoffed, playing catch with the box.
"Baelleaf, you hate your father. You don't get to care about his well-being." I turned my attention to Emma. "He's right in this box. Safe and sound. And out of the way. Unfortunately for you, he can't hurt me any more. And neither can you."
"Really?" She stabbed towards me. I allowed contact. "How did that feel?"
"Like a tickle."
…
I watched the girls come to my hiding spot, happy my Lost Boys did what I told them to do. "Look." Regina said, noticing my box. Snow moved to grab it. "Careful. Pan wouldn't have just left it behind for no reason."
"It's David's only way home. Without Gold, we're stuck here-" The minute her skin touched the box, she was snatched by vines. The same happened to the other two.
"Mom!" I stepped out into view.
"You're still at it. Don't you know Peter Pan never fails? I didn't expect you to find me. Then again, I shouldn't be surprised. You're mothers. Quite tenacious about your offspring. Believe it or not, I understand that. But if you're looking to see Henry again, I have to tell you there's only one place you'll be reunited- in death." I watched them struggle for a minute. "Having trouble moving? Can't be surprised given where you are. Do you see what is hastening your demise is your regret?"
"What are you talking about?" Emma asked.
"This tree is the site of a very important event for me. I lost my boy here."
"You have a son?" Regina asked, astounded. I rolled my eyes.
"I'm older than I look."
"If you have a child, you must regret losing him, too." I smiled.
"Quite the opposite, actually." I pointed at the box. "I have him all boxed up so I don't lose him again." They all gaped.
"Rumplestiltskin is your son?!"
"That he is." He was kind of a present from my own father. I don't remember how, only that it was.
"How's that possible? You're-" Snow started.
"Younger than him? I smirked. "Not really. Just like you and your daughter."
"You're a fraud. Your magic is weakened. You can't even hurt us; let alone Rumplestiltskin."
"Changing the subject? But that's why I'm here. This tree will protect me till my power's restored. And then, well... then I get to have some real fun. Then I won't ever have to worry about my child again. Something we will all soon have in common."
"There has to be another way."
"You're not going to get to me. See, this tree attacks the regret inside anyone who comes here, and you, you've got plenty."
"I regret not taking a better shot at you when I had the chance." Emma snapped.
"That's not all, is it, savior? No. I have your son's heart inside me. I can feel just how much you let him down time and time again."
"Leave her alone." Snow said.
"Perhaps I should. After all, what chance did you have of being a good mother? Look at the example you set. Abandoning her for twenty-eight years."
"Are you finished?" Regina asked.
"Last words from the Queen. Perhaps a deathbed confession from the one who has the most regrets of all."
"Yeah, there's one problem with that. I did cast a curse that devastated an entire population. I have tortured and murdered. I've done some terrible things. I should be overflowing with regret, but, I'm not." She pulled them free. I gave a side smirk. "Because it got me my son." She removed Henry's heart and I fell over. I made a grab for the box, but just as planned, they took it. "Now, let's go save Henry."
…
I flew to the window and opened it. I took out a knife, to appear threatening. "I'm sorry it had to come to this, Henry."
"Wha-what are you doing?" Henry asked, scared.
"I wanted your heart, Henry. But your mother took it away from me. Left me for dead. What a mistake." I tried to remove his heart but felt a protection spell and pulled my hand out. "Oh, how clever." I grabbed his back and began to peel off his shadow. "What are you doing?!" I kept hold of the shadow as my kid appeared.
"Blood magic works both ways, father." He opened the box and I switched bodies with Henry, just for now. Sure I could have gone in the box. I'd been put in there before and Dad had magiked the box so I could get out again… problem is I would need to know when we were back to land, when we were in Storybrooke. I would switch back soon as possible.
…
I took a plate and sat down next to Felix. "Go away, boy. I'm not hungry."
"But I came to thank you."
"No matter what, I'm on Pan's side. And Pan-" I interrupted him. What he was saying was common knowledge in all realms.
"Never fails. All is going according to plan." Felix's eyes widened.
"What?"
"You heard me."
"I don't understand."
"Peter Pan never fails. He can't be stopped even when they think he's defeated. When they think they've won, he finds a way." His eyes narrowed.
"So you think you're not safe?"
"Oh, no, I'm perfectly safe. During our struggle, my fate was sealed. The one who's in trouble is Henry." His eyes narrowed further.
"But you're Henry."
"Not anymore." I smirked. He smirked back.
"You. You switched."
"You sure you're not hungry?" I held out the plate. He took it gratefully.
"Thank you, Pan."
"Did you get any blood from Rumplestiltskin?" He gave a curt nod. "Good. Now, let's play."
…
I approached Felix after he got off the boat. "What do you have in mind, Peter? What if someone decides to open that box; let the real boy out?"
"That's exactly what I'm supposed to do. I need to get to the box and then to the well."
"What's the next step?"
"You go look for the well. Give me that bottle of Rumple's blood." He stealthily handed it over. "I'll go cause a distraction." I walked toward the land, slowly getting too close to the edge before forcing myself to have a coughing fit before falling in the water and purposely sinking.
As expected, I was saved. By Regina. She used her magic to help me before making me stay by her side.
…
"Once I seal the box in here, no one can break the spell but me." Rumple said.
"You're not going to do that?" I asked.
"I want Pan trapped as much as you."
"Don't worry, Henry." Emma said.
"He's not getting out of there." Baelleaf added.
"We won't let anything happen to you again, I promise." Regina cut in.
"She's right. You needn't worry. As long as I'm alive, that boy will never see the light of day."
…
I was just having my 20th glass of chocolate milk when Emma came over. "Sorry, kid. It's time for something you didn't have in Neverland- bedtime." Bedtime? How dare she! I haven't even had bedtime since my dad kept me in his house!
I stood up anyway, resigned to my fate until she said something else. Which gave me a brilliant idea.
"Let's say goodnight to Regina."
"Goodnight? I didn't realize it was getting so late. It's going to be hard to let you out of my sight."
"Maybe you don't have to. Maybe I could stay with you tonight. I would feel a lot safer."
"Oh. Of course."
"Yeah, uh, just call me tomorrow and let me know what time you want me to pick you up."
"Come on, Henry. Let's go home." I allowed her to lead me. Perhaps with her I wouldn't get a 'bedtime'.
…
I had set Belle and my son up for a romantic night out and was now at his shop. I lifted the floor board and poured the blood over the barrier before having my shadow wave its hand. The barrier vanished and I grabbed the box, retrieved my vials, and put it back before replacing the barrier.
I was just about to exit when I heard keys in the door. I had my shadow pick me up and leave out the back. I was dropped out in the forest next to Felix.
"Pan."
"Hello Felix. I got what I needed."
…
"You never cease to amaze me, Peter. Outwitting the Evil Queen in less than a day. It's impressive."
"She loves the boy." We stopped next to the well. "This is it. This is where we'll cast it." I took out the tubes of different magic.
"When it's done, will they all be dead?" I began opening them and pouring them into the well.
"No of course not. That was never the point. What she did is child's play compared to what I have in mind."
"I knew you'd win. Peter Pan never fails." I gave him a smirk before watching green smoke begin to form and emerge.
"In 24 hours, you'll see what I have planned. This place will be our new Neverland."
…
I woke up in my own body. I kept my eyes closed in hopes that he wouldn't notice. "Hello, Papa." Didn't work.
"Thought you'd kill me in my sleep, laddie." I sat up and turned to see him. "I guess you changed your-" I noticed a new piece of clothing and looked down. "Oh, wait. I see." I scoffed. "You've taken away my magic. That's why it's so easy for you to strut around and pose now, isn't it?"
"I wanted to talk to you. I wanted you to see me and think about what you've done." I grinned.
"Of course. To look at my son here at the end and really see him and think about what might've been. Is that what you want? Because I do. I remember looking at you... the littlest babe. Oh so helpless and all mine. Those big, big eyes full of tears... pulling at me... pulling away at my heartstrings. And I also remember when you were taken from me by my father. How old are you now? A couple hundred?"
"Any last words Papa?"
"Only a lesson, son. Never make a cage you can't get out of." I removed the strap on my wrist. He was terribly shocked. "I made this cuff, you know. Doesn't work on me. But on you…" I flicked my finger and it appeared on him instead. "Down, boy." I made him sit on his knees. He reached for a sword but I vanished it. "Let's see how you do without magic."
"I've come too far for this. For them." He said desperately.
"Too late. You will stay here like a good lad and I will go finish doing what needs doing." With that, I headed out of the shop.
…
"The important thing is you will be." Regina said. I magicked the curse into my hand.
"No, he won't." I froze their feet and their arms so they could still hear and see.
"He has the-"
"Curse? That I do. Look at you all. A captive audience. I could play with you like a pack of dolls, couldn't I? I think I'll start with these two." I walked over to Belle and Baelleaf. "Hmm. You both look so adorable. Hard to tell who to kill first." I looked between them, as if trying to decide. "No, it isn't. Baelleaf. You. You first." I felt a hand on my shoulder and used that to freeze his other arm.
"Stay away from them." I freed myself and turned him to face me.
"Let me guess. You're here to protect your 'wuved wones'."
"I'm not gonna let you touch either one of them."
"Oh, I'd like to see that."
"Oh, you will. Because I have a job to finish, and I have to do whatever it takes. No loopholes. And what needs to be done has a price. A price I'm finally willing to pay." He looked to Baelleaf. "I used the curse to find you, Bae, to tell you I made a mistake. To make sure you had a chance at happiness." I chuckled. "And that happiness is possible. Just not with me. I accept that."
"Your son doesn't deserve to live. All those words are just pretty, pretty words. Now-"
"PETER!" I cringed. They all gaped. It was the only thing I feared. Hades, my father. "PETER!" I grimaced before turning around to see him. He was a giant red blaze. "What did I tell you about messing with my plans?" I looked away before looking straight at him and opened my mouth before shutting it. "Answer me."
"Not to. How was I supposed to know?"
"What else did I tell you? About Neverland?"
"To tell you if I wanted to live somewhere else."
"And did you?"
"I do not recall if I did or not." His eyes narrowed. I lowered my head under his Look. "No. I didn't."
"In this case we have to go have a little chat."
"Wait."
"Let me guess. 'I can explain.' Unless you would like a demonstration." He reached out his hand. I grimaced.
"First, I should free these nice people." He rolled his eyes and snapped his fingers, cutting out all the magic keeping them from being quiet and still. I walked over and grabbed his hand.
…
The minute we were in his throne room, he started pulling my belt off through the loops. "Peter!" Pain called. "So nice-"
"-to see you." Panic finished.
"Get out." Dad ordered. They fled. My belt came off and he sat down, pulling me with him. I was laid over his lap, pants and shorts down. I didn't even have time to brace myself before the first swat landed.
"Ow! Dad! Ow! Wait!"
"What explanations do you have this time?"
"I was doing it for the Lost Boys, Rumple, Charming, and me." I said between yelps of pain.
"Why would it help the Lost Boys?"
"They could be in both places at once."
"Unimportant. Why would it help Rumple?"
"We could be a family again." I began to squirm to get away, even though I knew it was futile. Dad put the hand that was on my back to the middle of my back and pressed down to keep me on his lap.
"While that is a valid point, not valid enough. Why would it help Charming?"
"He could be with his family."
"Did he drink the cure to the Dreamshade?"
"Yes."
"Not a valid point. He had the choice to make. Stop struggling. Why would it help you?"
"For all of those reasons." I whined as I struggled harder. WHACK! I reached my hands back as that came down on my thighs.
"Move your hands." I licked my bottom lip and obeyed. "Care to explain why?"
"I get to have more friends." I whimpered.
"I could have given you more friends. Try again." He said, beginning on my thighs as well as my bottom.
"I don't know." I sobbed. "I just wanted to."
"So you directly disobeyed me. Do I like being disobeyed?" I blushed and shook my head. He swatted my undercurve and sit spots. "Verbally, Peter."
"Nooo." I wailed, beginning to struggle again. Dad wrapped an arm around my waist, the same one that was pressing on the middle of my back.
"No what?"
"No you don't." I wailed.
"Now that we know one of the lessons we must address, let's talk about you messing with my plans."
"I'm sorry papa." I cried, hoping to stave off my punishment.
"You will be properly sorry by the time I'm finished with you. First, I want to know why you were interfering with my plans."
"I don't have a good reason. I was bored and knew it would be fun as long as I didn't grab your attention."
"So you were, again, disobedient. Peter, disobedience is for naughty little boys." I blushed and as he kept talking, I blushed deeper and deeper. "Recently, you have been a naughty little boy. But don't worry, I'll put a stop to your naughty behaviour." I grabbed hold of his leg, knowing what was coming next.
As expected, Dad released me, threw his leg over my kicking ones, and tried to shove me forward. "Daddy, please. I'm sorry. Don't, please don't."
"Would you prefer a switch?" I released his leg, openly sobbing now. He finished with my bottom in one more circuit before changing his target to my thighs, sit spots, and undercurve. The first thing he did after changing my position, however, was ruffle my hair. "Good boy Peter." Then he started.
After what felt like forever, and I was bawling and had gone limp over his lap, he began to speak. "How was your current behaviour?"
"N-naughtiieee."
"Is it good to be naughty?"
"Nooo."
"And how were you naughty?"
"D-disobeyed yooouuu."
"Is that good?"
"Nooo."
"Will you be doing it again?"
"Nooo." He ruffled my hair.
"I won't hold you to that. You are the God of Youth, God of Childhood." He went back to punishing me. "Tell me how you disobeyed and we'll be almost finished here." I took deep breaths, preparing myself to speak. "How did you disobey me?"
"I left when I wasn't supposed to and I almost ruined your plans." He delivered five quick swats with the belt, my belt, before pausing. I let out a squeal followed by a wail and ended with a sob.
"Five left. I want you to count them. If you refuse or miss, we will restart this process. Am I understood?" I just let out a whine.
WHACK!
"O-one."
WHACK!
"T-two."
WHACK!
"Three!"
WHACK!
"Four!"
WHACK!
"Wah. F-fiveee." I curled up as much as possible while still over his lap, wailing out apology after apology. I didn't notice anything until I felt myself being rocked back and forth. I took a few shaky breaths.
I was just above his lap as he held me close, rubbed my back, and whispered sweet nothings in my ear. "That's it. That's my boy." He said as I tried to control my crying. I grabbed a fistful of his suit jacket. Apparently he'd been in a meeting.
"Y-you m-missed y-your m-meeting?"
"No. Not at all. It was put on hold, literally. Do you still want to be in Storybrooke?" I nodded.
"I-I was creating a n-new Neverland."
"Where will they go?"
"I-in the middle of N-Neverland." I said before yawning.
"In that case… you will be allowed to stay and in return you will be grounded from your magic and flight. During that week, you will make it up to your new friends. That would be Baelfire, Rumplestiltskin, Emma, Hook, Henry, Regina, Snow, and David." I nodded, giving a bigger yawn. "Looks like it's time for a nap." I cuddled into him before relaxing, floating down into sleep.
(Hades POV)
I appeared back in front of the crowd, which had still been stuck. In reality it had only been five seconds, not however long it took to teach Peter his lesson. I was currently holding Peter to my chest, his head on my shoulder an arm on my other and his other arm hanging down.
"My son and I have had a… long chat. He will be staying. He will, however, make it up by apologizing to each of you who went to Neverland. Peter had been playing a very long game. Whatever you think he wanted, it was a trick. What he actually wanted was your homeland. Storybrooke. He wants to live with all of you, so supposedly he won't kill any of you."
"And how is that supposed to make any of us feel better?" Hook asked. I ignored him.
"Now I know my son may be a bit of a brat when it comes to mortal standards."
"A bit?" Snow, Emma, Regina, and David asked. I glared at them.
"Are you implying something? Rumplestiltskin knows the beginning of Peter's surface. You think he's terrifying? You haven't even met me. And I don't plan on it. Though plans may change. Now. If Peter is made at home here, I will reward each of you. In a hierarchical way of course. Whoever makes him home first is at the top. The one who makes him home last is on bottom. Of course children don't count. I will reward you with something else. Of course, being a God, this will all come free of charge since I am rewarding you. Fail to make him home at all and everyone in this town loses a loved one. Who has a bed for Peter to finish his nap in?" They all raised their hands and I smiled. "Perfect." I snapped my fingers and each of the Neverland goers received a list of facts, to help Peter be able to have his best chance, about Peter. Peter moaned and rolled his head over onto his other cheek. I brought his head back close to mine to keep it from falling off my shoulder and waking him.
When we got Peter to a bed, I kissed his forehead and brushed his hair away. He smiled in his sleep. I turned and opened my hands before grabbing Peter's shadow and taking it with me to trap it for a week.
(Pan)
I yawned and rolled over before stretching. I got up to go look for Dad. Instead I found Emma, Henry, Snow, and David. I sighed and rolled my eyes.
"Pa-Peter. Nice to see you awake. We were just making dinner. How was your nap?" I froze.
"I'm too old for naps, Saviour, and don't call me Peter." I snapped. She ignored most of what I said.
"Sorry. I don't know if you're more of a teen or a kid." I crossed my arms over my chest.
"Doesn't really matter now, does it? You're just trying to be civil. If you want me to like you, you're going to have to do a whole lot more than that. One of Neverland's rules is don't ever trust adults, and since your what? Twenty? You're not to be trusted by me or my men. Speaking of men, I'm going to go find Felix." I headed out of the house.
"Be back before dark!" Snow called. I scoffed before closing the door. When I got outside, I jumped to fly off but I just fell down. I yelped and quickly stood, rubbing my sore bottom. I couldn't help but pout. I'd forgotten what grounding meant.
I walked to the forest and to the well. There I got to see Felix. I needed him to do it, since my shadow wasn't here, and I was grounded. "Felix. You're my best friend right?" He beamed.
"Yeah Peter. I'm honored to be."
"Well my dad got mad at me. And punished me. I know it's astounding but that's because it only ever happens at least once a decade."
"That is regretful. It shouldn't have happened."
"Trying not to apologize?" I asked. From my experience, when it comes to Dad, not apologizing is impossible. He smiled.
"Yeah." I spun away from him. This is the most embarrassing part.
"This is the first time I've ever told anyone. I don't have my powers. He grounded me. But it gets worse. Promise not to laugh."
"What did he dare to do to the great Pan?" Felix said, sounding angry.
"S- sp- sp- … Corporal Punishment."
"He spanked you?" He sounded appalled and amazed. I turned on him.
"Yes! What? Is it funny to you?" I snapped. He shook his head.
"No. Not at all." I spun again.
"The reason I'm telling you is because I want you to do me a favour. When I had my powers, I could do it myself. He took all my powers. Even my shadow. My shadow used to do it for me. But now… he's not even here to help me. It's the first time he's taken all of them. Because he did, he took my shadow so I didn't have any loopholes."
"Whatever it is that you want me to do, I will be happy to do so." He said when I had fallen silent for a bit too long.
"I- my shadow- I need…" I sighed and made fists with my hands. "I want you to put lotion on my- me."
"Yes sir… how do we do this?" I bit my lip and blushed.
"Just find something to sit on." I ordered. "I'll do my part, and you do yours. You are the only one I trust enough to do this."
"Yes sir." I followed him to a recently made tree stump and he sat down. I blushed harder than I had all day. I gulped and started fumbling with my belt. I finally got it out of the loops and handed it to Felix, feeling tears in my eyes as I pretended he was someone else. I handed him the rest of my lotion I had. I would need to get more. I grabbed my waist band to my pants and my waist band to my boxers. "Sir, if you don't want to do this, you don't have to." He said painfully. "I hate seeing you in distress."
I bit my lip hard and pulled down my pants and boxers before laying myself over Felix's lap. I adjusted so he had a clear aim to my bottom, thighs, undercurve, and sit spots. I heard him groan.
"I'm so sorry sir. He got you good. I can't imagine the pain you are feeling."
"He always 'gets me good'. Now please. This isn't a comfortable position to be in." I heard him open the bottle and cringed. I jumped when I felt the sting of the lotion combine with the sting of my backside. He stopped.
"Pan sir?"
"J-just keep going." I hissed in pain as he started to rub it in. He stopped again.
"Pan sir, are you okay?"
"Just k-keep going." I couldn't help but squirm as he spread it over the whole surface of my left cheek. Then he went back for more and started on my right cheek. I squirmed as a tear fell down my face. However, my left cheek was beginning to cool down and by the time Felix finished my right cheek, it had turned the heat and pain into a sensation as if I was sitting in ice on that side.
Then he began on the middle of my bottom. I was beginning to cry again just from the pain of the lotion… and we weren't even at the most sensitive part of my backside. Felix stopped when he heard me crying.
"Pan-"
"J-just k-keep g-going. This was the only thing I could make on Neverland. The price of the after effect is the beginning effect."
"May I ask you a question?"
"Y-yes."
"Now that we're on the mainland, what if I went searching for a better one?"
"I tried the ones on the mainland. None of them worked so well."
"Can we- I- we try the new ones they surely made?"
"I suppose. But it would be hard. How would I try them if I don't need them?" He sighed.
"Good point Pan."
"It's a good idea, really. I can help you find the ones I've not tried yet."
"That would truly make me happy for you." I smiled. When we stopped talking, I realized he was already on my thighs. Almost finished with my right one and left was last to go.
"How did you distract me enough to distract me from the pain?"
"The only thing my parents taught me that wasn't a lie." He said finishing my right thigh. I smiled.
"Maybe I should have you do this for me from now on." He was clearly happy about that.
"I would be honored sir." He said starting on my left thigh. The only one left. "So should I assume you created this lotion with magic, since you said it had a cause and effect?"
"Along with some ingredients that I could only find on Neverland, along with some risky adventures to get to the ingredients."
"I didn't know something could be dangerous to you Pan."
"Try using, admittedly, a dagger that I call a paige sword and only the ability to fly."
"True. So when this is done, do we need to do anything else?"
"No. I just have to get up."
"Well we're done." I lifted my head and noticed he was right. My left thigh was the only part that still burned, but it was cooling off. "Pan, will this lotion get rid of the welts?"
"They'll be gone this time tomorrow. The pain will be gone the next time the sun rises."
"Completely?"
"Yes." I squirmed backwards… well tried. Felix helped me stand back up. There I pulled my shorts and pants back up, wincing. "Until next sunrise, I will be cold down there. That was the whole point when I made it."
"How do you feel now sir?"
"Well sadly I have to go back because I need to play nice with those idiots or I get another dose. I assume I have none left?"
"No sir. It was a struggle to finish up."
"So completely empty." I turned around and headed back to Henry. "I would actually have to endure."
"I'll help figure out how."
"Get some rest Felix. Keep watch over the well."