It all happened so fast...

"We need to get out of here." Pan said, turning around to the three of us, his face was dead serious. "Right now!" Pan yelled in a warning tone.

My head was spinning and pounding as I looked at Emily, what did she do. My eyes widened as I watched a storm starting to form around the open area of the forest. I hadn't even noticed Ben's voice yelling in my ear.

"Will, get up now! We need to get out of here!" Ben yelled against the wind.

I managed to get up off the ground with the help of Ben and Ethan pulling me up and along the open area. I looked back at Emily one last time before the boys dragged me into the forest again. I was so confused, why are we leaving her?

The next thing I know, we were all running, including Pan, at a dead sprint, dodging vines and lower branches that were swinging chaotically from the wind. The open wound on my neck and shoulder was burning as some of the branches and leaves hit against the open cut. I could feel more blood running down my arm as the four of us continued to sprint through this storm. Just as things couldn't get any worse than now, my ankle rolled as I tripped over a branch that was sticking up out of the ground. The pain shot straight through to my shoulder and neck my hands broke my fall as I landed on my stomach. I groaned as I lay twisted on the ground. My vision was already blurred and that's when I noticed that I was losing way too much blood. Pan ran and crouched down over me. I yelled out in pain as he flipped my body around so I was on my back.

"Will, get up now!" Pan yelled, his green eyes sparkling.

My face fell in confusion as I tried to focus on Pan's expression. I couldn't tell what he was thinking. Could this just be another stupid game of his or did he actually want to help us...who am I kidding, why would he help us and especially help me.

"Pan he can't, he's losing too much blood...he will pass out if he keeps running." Ethan said.

"Thanks to you." Ben added.

I heard a frustrated sigh come from Pan as he stood up.

"I know." Pan replied bluntly to Ben as he stood up. "Just get him back up, it's too late now." Pan said and faced his back to us.

I felt Ben and Ethan's arms grab hold of me again and lift me up. They dragged me back a couple of meters away from Pan. I felt my body sinking down and becoming heavier as my energy started to slowly fade away. The wind continued to pick up, it felt as if we were standing in the heart of the storm.

"Why is he helping us?" Ben asked as he struggled to hold me up.

"I don't know." Ethan replied, putting my non-injured arm over his shoulder to try and hold my body up.
"Pan's not h-helping us, why w-would he after everything he h-has put us through." I said tiredly, barely getting the words out.

In the distance we could see a pair of glowing purple eyes as a figure soon emerged from behind the trees. I felt my body freeze as I looked at Emily. She looked so different with her clothes ripped and glowing eyes. It scared me.

What if I can't get her back?

What if she stays like this?

My eyes could barely focus anymore as I looked at Pan who was standing opposite Emily. I stared with shock as Emily moved her hand violently in the air, ripping out a whole tree from its roots in the ground. The tree hovered over her head before she threw her hands in our direction causing the tree to come hurdling towards us.

"Get down!" Ethan screamed.

I fell onto my hands and knees as both Ben and Ethan braced themselves. We all ducked down just in time for the tree trunk to just miss hitting us and potentially killing us. I squeezed the leaves and dirt on the ground in my hands as the pain in my neck and shoulder was becoming unbearable. I used whatever strength that was left to look up at Pan and Emily. Pan quickly moved his hand to the right using his magic to throw Emily in the air, sending her colliding into a tree behind her. She hit the tree trunk hard, her head hitting the thick bark as she then fell to the ground.

I couldn't contain my anger as I pushed off the ground even though my body was close to passing out as I lashed out at Pan and roughly pushed him. He stumbled back a bit but faced me in an instant, his eyes already a dark green. Pan walked up to me and pushed me back into Ben and Ethan.

"Hold him back or I will find other ways to." Pan said through gritted teeth.

I tried to move out of their grips but had no strength left. I only watched as Emily's breaths became heavier; she was getting even angrier than before. She stood up on her feet and held both of her arms out and started walking towards us, crushing every tree that she could in her sight causing Pan to take a couple steps back slowly, looking both left and right as the trees were getting crushed and breaking to the ground in front of him. He turned around and ran to the three of us.

"Don't move!" Pan yelled over the wind.

I blinked and I groaned as I fell onto the ground on my back. The wind had stopped completely and I could feel spikes of grass under my hands. I didn't have to open my eyes to know that we were no longer in the forest but back at campus. I turned my head to the right to see Ben and Ethan both with scrunched up faces as they moved off the ground to stand up. I could hear the other boys whispering to each other, then Felix's loud voice following after, speaking over the top of them.

"Pan what happened, I could see the storm from the tower in the training area." Felix explained as Pan ran his fingers through his hair.

"Boys! Head to the far side of the island and make a temporary camp there. Felix is in charge until further orders." Pan yelled at the group of boys.

They instantly obeyed and took off walking with Felix leading them back to the training area. I rolled my head back straight and looked up at the blue sky with small parts of clouds that covered over. It looked so peaceful…the complete opposite to everything that was happening right now.

I felt shots of pain through my shoulder and neck as it began to throb. I looked down at my shoulder to see my whole shirt, chest and arm covered in blood. It stung so badly as if someone was ripping open my muscles and replacing them with hot burning rocks. I couldn't move or talk I did the only thing that I could do at this point. I parted my lips and let out a small yell that I could only just hear, then once the sound was finally audible I started yelled which eventually leaded to screaming.

Screaming for someone to help.

"Pan!" I heard Ben yell frantically when he heard me.

Pan knelt down next to me and looked over my wound. His eyes scanned over my chest and arms analysing where I was mostly injured. He shouted orders at Ben and Ethan who both stood shocked, looking over at me with worried faces.

"Ben, run and get a bowl of cold water. Ethan grab a needle and thread." Pan ordered.

The two boys quickly took off to get what Pan asked for. I hissed as my shirt rubbed across the wound as the material was practically wet in blood by now. I looked up at Pan who was watching over me.

"You're probably enjoying watching me bleed out and slowly die." I smirked and watched as Pan lifted an eyebrow. "Shut up or I'll let you die." Pan said coldly.

I wanted to reply back but I had no breath left to answer. I only blinked heavily and let my eye lids fall shut. I could almost feel myself drifting into sleep when suddenly my eyes shot open as I heard a slap along with feeling a burning sensation rise to my left cheek.

Did Pan just hit me…

"Idiot, if you fall asleep now you're going to die." Pan said.

I glared at Pan but as much as I hated to admit it he was right.

Ethan came running back first with the needle and thread.

"Ethan come to the other side and help lift him up." Pan said sternly.

Ethan came to my side and they both lifted me up. I groaned as they started walking forwards then up steps. I then realized that they were carrying me in my hut and onto my bed. I felt some kind of comfort as I was now not lying on the hard ground, but the word comfort was not even close to the word I could describe the pain I'm feeling now. Ben walked into the hut with the bowl of water a couple of minutes later.

"What took you so long!" Ethan hissed as Ben placed it onto the bed side table next to me.

"Ethan, you try carrying a bowl of water quickly across campus without spilling it." Ben shot back.

Pan came out through the hut door with a towel. He walked over to me and chucked it on the bed next to my legs. I groaned loudly and scrunched my face as my shirt continued to pull and rub against my wound making the pain grow even stronger. Pan noticed this and sat on the edge of the bed, grabbing my shirt and pulling it hard as he ripped the material in half, exposing my bare chest. I felt less suffocated now that the material was not sticking to the wound. I looked down to see my whole chest and arms covered in blood. It was as if someone painted the top half of my body in red paint.

"Shit." Ben said as he stared at my chest before quickly turning around.

"Ben it's fine, you make it look as if he's giving birth." Ethan replied blankly.

"Take Ben out, I'll let you know when I'm done." Pan instructed.

Ben was already walking down the steps, hand over his stomach but Ethan stayed put, obviously not trusting Pan.

"Don't you think that if I was going to hurt Will I wouldn't be doing this now." Pan said while looking back over to Ethan who let out a long sigh before walking out of the hut and closing the door.

Pan soaked the towel in the cold water and started dabbing it against my skin. He rinsed out the towel and I watched as red drops of water landed back into the bowl. He repeated the same process over and over again. I leaned my head further into the pillow as the cold water dropped onto my skin.

"Why don't you just use your magic to heal the wound?" I asked Pan frustratedly as he started to wipe the skin clean next to my wound.

"Because it won't heal a wound like this, I need to stitch it up before I can heal it." Pan said, rinsing the now stained towel before wiping over the wound carefully.

I screamed out as I felt water dripping on the open part of the wound but Pan continued, his face showing no emotion against my out bursts of pain. After a minute or so my body could finally relax a little as Pan finished cleaning the last part of the wound. I flinched as Pan pulled out his dagger only to grab the cover for the blade.

"What's that for?" I asked as my eyes narrowed at the leather cover for Pan's dagger.

Pan smirked and shoved it in my mouth. "It's to shut you up so I don't hear you scream as loud." Pan replied.

My eyes widened as Pan grabbed the needle and thread before pinching the skin on either side of the large cut and pulled it together. My teeth clenched down on the leather material in my mouth as I screamed as much as my lungs would let me.

"Keep still!" Pan said loudly next to my ear as I felt the needle being threaded in and out of my skin.

I yelled out again and this time heard the door swing open to see Ethan with a worried look on his face. Once he saw what Pan was doing his face stiffened a little before he turned around and closed the door again. After a couple more minutes of stitching, and continuous yelling, the threading had finally stopped. Pan managed to cut the string and wipe it down with water one last time before he got up off the bed.

"Don't move." Pan ordered.

My forehead was covered in sweat as I watched Pan leave out the door. I removed the disgusting leather from my mouth and couldn't help but let my eyes fall shut. I was far from exhaustion and all I wanted to do now was sleep.

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My eyes opened slightly to darkness before it all came rushing back to me.

I looked down at my stitched shoulder. My chest and arms were now cleaned instead of stained red; all that was left was thread in between my skin and a small amount of blood. My stomach felt queasy and my head was still thumping.

There was a small candle on my bed side table that illuminated a small part of the room. I looked through the small window of the hut to see that it is now night out. I jumped a little as I turned my attention to Pan who was leaning against the wall while sharpening his dagger. He slid is knife back into his leather belt and walked over to me. Sitting on the right wall of the hut was Ethan and Ben both asleep. Pan reached my bed and looked down at me, his eyes were cold. I was still confused as to why Pan did what he did.

"Why did you help me?" I asked Pan, remembering that only a night ago he wanted me dead.

Pan smirked instead, "We're going to make a deal." He said, ignoring my question.

"No." I replied instantly.

"Trust me; you'll want to hear this one." Pan said.

I glared at Pan as he continued to talk. "You see all I wanted was for you to be loyal towards me, and after trying that the easy way and the hard way, I knew that this clearly wasn't going to work. So instead we're going to do this my way. I'm going to use my magic to save your life and in return you will be loyal towards me like the other lost boys."

"And what if I refuse." I said through gritted teeth.

"It only takes one click of my finger and those stitches will be removed leaving you to bleed to your death, and I would hate to see the crystals power take full control over Emily, because that wouldn't end every well either." Pan said coldly.

I had no choice, there was no way I'm going to leave the crystal to destroy Emily, I promised her I would save her and that's exactly what I'm going to do.

"Deal, but on one condition." I said, leaving Pan's eyes narrowing down at me. "You will leave Emily, Ben and Ethan alone when this is all over." I said firmly.

Pan grinned. "It's a deal."

Pan hovered his hands over my wound and I watched carefully as green smoke ran off his hand and covered my wound for a few seconds before he pulled away. The wound had vanished completely. I felt my eyes getting heavy again probably from the magic healing inside my skin as well.

"Will, if you break our deal, I'll be sure to end her life, for real this time." Pan warned in a serious tone.

My vision blurred as Pan slowly faded away as I drifted into unconsciousness.