Emily's POV:
I lay with my eyes closed, my body to numb to get up.

What happened to me? I thought trying to remember the last 24 hours.

God I don't remember my bed being this uncomfortable!

I flinched when a cold wet substance hit my bare legs. I quickly opened my eyes, flipped onto my back, sitting upright to see small waves hitting my legs. A long shore ran off on both sides of me, trailing off in the distance.

Where the hell am I!?

How did I get here?

Am I dreaming?

I wobbled a bit but managed to stand up and turn around to see a massive load of jungle that went around what looked like an island.

Oh please be the Bahamas.

My hands rubbed the remaining grains of sand from my face as I started walking along the shore line, my feet avoiding the cold water with every wave. I was walking for a couple minutes before my legs collapsed again. I was exhausted and tired; I hadn't eaten since I ran away from home. I looked out to what was an endless ocean, not a boat in site.

"Hello Love."

I span around to see a boy leaning against one of the many palm trees. I couldn't see his face but he dressed in brown and green clothes followed by brown boots.

"Who are you, and where am I?" I asked cautiously.

Not that I was scared but he was the first person I've seen since I woke up in this place. He walked down the sand and stopped a in front of me.

"It's always the same questions" He mumbled but loud enough for me to hear.

His light brown hair shined in the sun with a small quiff at the front. He was very good looking.

Good looking?!

No he's not, stranger danger Emily! I mentally slapped myself and pushed the thoughts away.

"I'm Peter, Peter Pan and you, are on Neverland." The boy said formally, his expression almost threatening as if I were supposed to be scared.

I looked at him, waiting for him to actually tell me where I was but he was completely serious. I couldn't help but laugh. He gave me a confused look and lifted an eyebrow, my reaction taking him back by surprise. I looked up realising he was getting angered by my response and I tried to stop myself by covering my hands to my mouth.

"What's so funny girl?" So called 'Peter' said through clenched teeth.

I managed to to keep a straight face before looking into his green eyes. I waited but again he refused to break out of his persona.

"You seriously think I'm going to believe that you're 'Peter Pan' and this is 'Neverland'?" I replied, sarcasm rolling off my tongue.

He glared at me with narrowed eyes.

"You should be careful about what you say, Emily" Peter replied, his green eyes staring into mine.

"How do you know my na-" I asked but was cut off by Peter pulling out a long knife from his belt and holding it up into the air. "Come on boys!" He yelled not keeping his eyes off me.

I looked up towards the first line of palm trees where a dozen boys were running down towards us. They stopped forming a small group behind him. They all dressed in similar clothes wearing the same colours, followed by long brown cloaks. Most of them looked around my age except for two boys that were probably fifteen. There was a lot of whispering coming from them as they looked at me like I had extra pairs of arms.

"Boys, this is Emily Walker. She is the newest member to Neverland. So please make her feel welcome," Peter said in an dark tone, draining the last bit.

Most of the boys scoffed and chuckled lightly to themselves. They all looked at me as if I was a weakness, an outsider...just a pathetic girl. Anger rushed through me as I turned to Peter Pan who grinned amusingly at my reaction.

"Um, who do you think you are?" I yelled at him. "I'm not staying here. You're taking me back home!" I demanded.

All the boys fell silent and took a few steps back. He only scoffed and turned towards me.

"You are not going anywhere" Peter growled, pointing his finger towards me, his eyes forming into a darker shade of green.

A cold shiver ran down my spine at his cold glare. The way he spoke took me back as a small sense of fear began to sink in my stomach. I took a deep breath not letting it overcome me, definitely not in front of him.

"If you won't help me then I will find a way back myself," I span around on my heal and started to quickly walk away from the group.

"Not a smart move Emily" I heard Peter call in the distance.

"I don't care, Peter Pan!" I yelled back frustratedly.

I couldn't believe what was happening right now.

I turned back towards where my feet were talking me. Only to be startled by the boy himself standing right in front of me, stopping me from continuing on. He grabbed my wrists, his grip tightening with every word. My heart began to beat faster as I looked at the anger showing through his green eyes.

"You should care," He replied through gritted teeth, his eyes then focusing behind me before he pushed me back.

My breath hitched as I fell back if not for a moment before two boys from behind grabbed my arms and restrained my upper body from moving.

"H-hey what are you doing, let go of me!" I yelled at them.

I tried kicking my legs at the boys but their grips had strength I did not expect from a bunch of teenage boys. I narrowed my eyes at him. If looks could kill he would be on fire and in the bottom of the ocean by now if it were up to me.

"Don't look at me like that love, you just made your life here a whole lot harder," He said with his fixed expression.

I continued to try and escape the strong grips behind me but it was no use. I tried to relaxed a bit, finally accepting that I couldn't do anything to get free, my breath starting to return back to a normal pace again. He stepped closer towards me looking straight into my eyes.

"Shame," He said raising his hand as he stroked my cheek, "Such a pretty face"

I moved my head to the side making his wrist fall. I glared at him with a warning to not touch me again. He must have got the message as a smirk curled through his lips before he took a step away. His expression was quick to turn to a look of anger.

"Take her to the cages and put her with the others." Peter ordered the boys.

My eyes widened.

Cage?

The boys started to drag me along before he spoke up again.

"On second thought, put her in her own cage" Peter demanded.

The boys nodded and continued to drag me along.

"You can't do this!" I shouted at him in anger.

"Oh, but I just did." He smirked before crossed his arms over his chest.

As the two boys were dragging me up the beach I looked back to see him talking to a taller boy who had his hood on his head, covering his face. The conversation ended with the taller boy nodding before slowly catching up towards the other boys that were restraining me down and dragging me up the beach to the line of jungle.

He began talking to the rest of the group before they ran back into the forest. I could see him standing in the distance putting his dagger back in his belt as he stared at me, our eyes meeting but not for a second more as I watched him vanish into thin air. My eyes widened and I tried to swallow the lump in my throat.

Did he just disappear...

I feel my body start to shake out of fear. I looked in front of me as the boys roughly pushed me into the line of palm trees where they all came out from, the jungle trees now towered over us as we walked along a small path through the thick jungle. The trees gradually became bigger as we walked further into the jungle. My mind was brought back to the taller boy who shouted behind him at the rest of the boys, his voice echoing through the forest.

"Let's go, Pan's orders!"

They didn't question anything; they only continued to push me further into the dark jungle.