AN: This chapter is absolutly INCREDIBLE! i was so proud when i wrote it. i was listening to the sound-track (a little extra inspiration) and it was on the song: "please dont die" and i was writing a really sad part, and i started crying... so, it is just that good... I am just that good! Lol! any ways... ENJOY!

Chapter 6: Nightmares

Peter awoke early, like he usually did, when the sun rose. He checked Autumn before he left, she was still sleeping. Peacefully, too, by the looks of it. So he ventured out to seek council from the mermaids. But what Peter did not know, was that early that morning, soon after he left, her dreams took a different turn… they were no longer so sweet and peaceful… they were horrid and frightening. Autumn began to twist and squirm in her sleep that morning; she began to have terrifying dreams, nightmares that didn't make sense to her….

As Peter looked down at the sleeping Autumn, she looked peaceful… but her dream-state was changing. It was as though her inner dream world saw him looking at her, sensing his concern and worry for her, his fear for Neverland… like it foresaw what was happening through his eyes. …

Engulfed in flames… the sky was crimson-red, dark clouds rolled through, thunder and an eerie wind that blew flames through the whole island. Stars were falling, it was cold, there was snow, but it was melted by the flames, which seemed to be unfazed by the snow. Screams were heard, pain was felt… nothing made sense, it was all muddled, misplaced, choppy, jumping from one horror to the next.

Peter flew to the shore and knelt on the rocks waiting as the mermaids approached. The clicking and gestures they used to communicate translated into;

"Peter! Hook has began poisoning the atmosphere… it will take time before it worsens and becomes a real threat. So you will have time to come up with a plan of action, time to inform Autumn of the circumstances. But don't wait too long, for though it is not an immediate threat, it will be a growing one. Every second counts, every moment is of great value, every move you make is crucial. Neverland is counting on you!"

With that, Peter flew off into the forest, to share the information with the fairy King, Azlariand.

"Peter, have you spoken with dear Autumn yet this morning? Where is she?" asked Azlariand, with concern.

"No, she was sleeping when I left. That's where she is now." Peter responded, now worried at her lack of company.

Autumn was sleeping, but her sleep seemed more like reality, a dreadful one… she tossed and turned, fighting her nightmarish prophesy of the impending reality. Something she didn't understand…

"She must die, Pan… she cannot save you now. You will die with her, and soon you can be together again in death. Face it, Pan… Neverland cannot last forever, there is not enough faith, children don't believe like they used to. You don't even fit here, now, Pan… you're almost 18… give up, you're weak…"

"Peter! Hook's poison is becoming more powerful by the day, he is adding drastic amounts of jealousy in with his enormous quantity of disappointment and malice."

Peter looked as though he expected it, like he was not afraid of this lethal combination. Azlariand voiced his name louder as if he were trying to shake Peter from a trance…

"Peter! He is not only adding his normal mixture! He is adding new fatal venoms! Unhappiness, destruction, betrayal, death! Peter, he is creating a biological war! We cannot defeat him until Autumn is aware of her circumstances! This is something you cannot face with a fighting sword! This is an emotional war of sacrifice, bravery, goodness and love!"

Peter choked down reality. "What must we do? How am I supposed to tell her she has to save Neverland?"

"I don't know yet, Peter, but we have spies out on Hook. The Mermaids will know. The only thing you can tell her is that she is part of our destiny, she is important to the survival of Neverland." Azlariand replied with wish to tell him what he did not yet know.

"Peter, listen to me, she mustn't be alone! Hook could invade her sleep! He could even capture her!" Azlariand said with much alarm. "Go! Go home to her now! Make sure she is safe, comfort her, and tell her of this growing gloomy fate of Neverland."

Peter left with haste. He entered the home to find her twisted on her bed, soaked with sweet, breathing heavily, eyes darting about under her eyelids. Her hands gripping the sheets around her, her body quivering and trembling, whimpering and screaming, she lye there, caught in a nightmare she was tortured by….

"She is the one, she's here, there's nothing you can do to destroy Neverland now that she's here. You can't kill her."

Peter sat down on the bed next to her, he try to stay her calm, but she pushed against him. Her nightmare becoming more intense…

Hook looked at Autumn with a malice she feared with her entire being. His eyes flared with the flame of red that came before death, before he made anther kill… He came at her, flames all around, stars falling from the sky. Ash was clouding the air, the ship rocked with the violent waves of the disturbed water. The land was crumbling as thunder shook the world and its atmosphere. High pitched screaming… it was her own… her own screaming brought her suddenly… out of her nightmare with a jolt, still screaming…

She awoke shaking violently… "AHHHH!" she gasped for air. She turned to her left, as she felt a hand caressing her. It was Peter.

"It's ok, it's ok, shhhh, it's alright, I'm here now, your fine." He said, taking her into his arms, now that she was awake, and more calm.

She submitted to his arms, glad to have found them. Glad they found her. She laid her head on his chest sobbing… he soothed her by rubbing his hand up and down her back. When she became more relaxed, he pulled her into a more comfortable arrangement; he sat upright in the bed, with her lying in his lap. There he ran his fingers through her hair until she slipped back into sleep, exhausted from her tormenting nightmare.

Not but an hour later, Peter let himself fall asleep. Soon after, he was awaked by her screams… her nightmares had returned…

"Autumn!" Peter screamed with fear of her life, losing his love.

"Peter!" Autumn's hand out-stretched to him…

Hook laughed maliciously, as thunder boomed, dark clouds of ash rumbling in and showering black rain on all of Neverland, shadowing it in a blackness, an evil the land had never seen.

Peter shook her gently, in hopes to wake her from her suffering. But her nightmare was far in motion, and had to hit its most stressful peak before releasing her. Watching her be tortured was almost as dreadful for Peter, knowing the growing danger, knowing something bad was about to happen.

Suddenly it all changed… it went from them being dragged from each other, to her standing on the edge of the plank…

Autumn looked back at Peter, tears filling her eyes…

As Peter looked at her, her face in his hand, he saw tears fill her eyes and pour out of them. Her bottom lip quivered, she pursed them together for a moment, tensely. Her body shook gently with sobs she was trying to hold back. Then opened her lips slightly, drawing in a small breath, and with the exhale out came barley audible words… "Good bye, Peter."

A single tear ran down Autumn's cheek, as she looked back into Peter's eyes. His eye flooded with tears as well. So much passed between them, with just that one look, that single tear they each shed… Love, passion, farewell, bravery, goodness, heroism, knowing that what she was about to do had to be done, she had to do it for all of them; she had to do it for Neverland.

Peter held her and wept for he knew what she was dreaming of, the reality that was coming to them. The horrible fear the crept up inside him that something terrible was going to happen to her.

Autumn's lips trembled with the tears she was trying to hold in, her being shuddered with every heart-wrenching breath she took. Her lips parted slightly, and she mouthed the words: "Good-bye, Peter."

He screamed forth in protest… "NOOO!"

Autumn leapt off the plank… Suddenly finding herself shooting upright.

Autumn sat up with a jolt. Breathing in deep breaths of air. Peter wrapped his arms around her. He wouldn't let her see that he was crying, too. He comforted her now that she was awake, but he was comforting himself as well, knowing that she was still alive, in his arms and safe… at least for now. For as long as he could hold her. And as long as he could hold her, he would. He stroked her head, and once again, she fell back into slumber… this time, it would be a peaceful, restful sleep… without dreams.

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