A/N: Happy New Years everyone! Notes are at the bottom. And with that, let's get right into the story.

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"We're gonna have to fight our way out of here."

They didn't have time to let the realization sink in. The battle started almost immediately. The Lost Boys outnumbered the villain kids, pirates and king almost four to one. They flashed their weapons dangerously at the group. And quick as lightning, they struck. The good guys were rapidly separated by the aggressive fighting style of their enemies.

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Mal ducked under a tall boy's sword but got nicked in the arm by another. She kicked the responsible one away but received a punch in return. With a swift swing of her sword, the purple haired fae almost got a pudgy blond one in the face but his tall friend blocked her sword. He growled at her and pushed her back, forcing Mal to back up. Uma saw that he was pushing her towards a trap.

"Watch out!" Yelled the captain, rushing in to help. She knocked out the boy with the hilt of her sword and pulled Mal to the ground just in time. A flurry of arrows flies right over their heads.

Mal nods as a thank you. She offers her hand to help Uma up and the pirate captain takes it. The girls smile at each other for a second before jumping back into battle. They watched each other's backs like when they used to when they were young girls running around the isle.

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Harry, Thomas and Peter were slowly circling each other like sharks, each waiting for the other to strike first.

Harry had enough. He charged towards Peter Pan with his sword raised. A simple wave of his hand sends Harry's sword flying away. Peter chuckles. "Is that all you've got?" Mocks the forever child.

Harry glares at him and swings with his hook. Peter blocks and ducks all of his hits with a smirk on his face. Thomas silently positioned himself behind them to try and catch the evil boy by surprise.

"Oh, you're gonna have to do better than that," says Peter, raising one hand. He moves to the side, letting Harry stumble to the ground, and turns to face Thomas. He was now on his knees, struggling to breathe as Peter magically squeezed his hand around his neck. He looked close to passing out.

Harry punches Peter angrily. The Lost Boy leader's magical grip on Thomas is released. Thomas crumples to the ground. Harry punches Peter again in the face but he catches his hand.

Peter punches Harry in the face twice. Harry's pretty sure he has a black eye. His mouth is flooded with the metallic taste of blood. He brings a hand to his mouth. Sure enough, his lip is bleeding.

Peter kicks him in the gut. Harry doubles over in pain. Peter takes out a dagger. He runs it across Harry's face. He cuts him. On the cheek, on the arm and across the stomach.

Harry looks around him.

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He sees everyone fighting around him, for him. They are losing badly and they will die if he doesn't do something soon. The pirate realizes he can't let that happen.

Uma had gotten hit by an arrow. It was still impaled in her leg. Mal was frantically looking for a spell in her book of magic while nursing an apparently broken arm. Evie had joined the duo and was doing her best to protect them but she herself was limping slightly. Harry could see the princess was exhausted.

On the other side, the boys had joined forces. Carlos was getting paler by the second as blood oozed out of a fatal looking wound in his gut. Ben was doing everything he could to stop the bleeding. Jay and Gil were whirling around them, swords up to protect them. Jay's face was matted with sweat but his eyes were determined as he flipped through the attackers. Gil shoved away anyone who approached aggressively.

By some miracle, Thomas's unconscious body still laid untouched, only a few feet away from all the chaos.

"Stop!" Yelled Harry, finally. He couldn't take it anymore. "I'll stay."

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Peter smirked ordered the Lost Boys to stop fighting. They obeyed instantly and came to stand behind their leader. Happily, Harry noticed they hadn't escaped without a scratch. Less happily, he noticed one of their archers was going around treating their injuries.

"Well, well, well," said Peter, an evil smirk reappearing on his face. Harry turned his attention back to him. Two of the not-injured Lost Boys restrained Harry. Tall boy and the pudgy blond.

"Can we kill him, Boss?" Asked the tall one excitedly. There was a murderous spark in his eye as he said that. These kids really were worst than the ones on the isle of the Lost.

"Not yet, Ryan," replied Peter. "Let's make him suffer first."

He looked at Harry. "You'll stay?" He asked, raising one eyebrow.

Harry took one more look at his group and nodded. "Yes. Just… let them go."

Uma has tears in her eyes. After everything they've been through together, she couldn't let it end like this. "Harry! No, Harry…," she sobbed.

He looked away from her, heartbroken. "It's the only way. I'm sorry Uma."

Peter looked proud of himself. He stood triumphantly on a cut tree stump, usually used in place of a chair. He took the bag of pixie dust out of his pocket and threw it towards the group with a disgusted sigh. "Get on with it then."

Ben slowly took it in his shaky hands. Peter rolled his eyes. "What are you waiting for? Just leave." He made a shoo-ing gesture with his hands.

Harry nodded at them. "It's okay." He closed his eyes.

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They reluctantly started to get ready to leave. Obviously, the group wasn't planning on giving up. But they might need to get some reinforcements back in Auradon.

Peter kicked Harry in the stomach and chuckled at his pain. Ryan held his arm so tightly he thought it might snap.

"Finally! The son of Captain Hook," said Peter Pan. "Oh the things I'll do to you." He added, whispering the last part in his ear. Harry glared at him.

"What do you want from him?" Asked Uma angrily. The group hasn't left yet and she couldn't leave without at least knowing why he was torturing her first mate.

Peter laughed like that was the most obvious thing in the world. "Revenge, of course."

Harry was confused. "What did I do to you?" He yelled. Ryan squeezes his arm harder and yanked it behind his back. Harry screamed in pain. This time he was sure he heard the bone pop out of his shoulder socket.

Peter pretended to think. He smirked.

"Where to start?"

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A/N: A thank you to everyone who's still reading this story. Especially Sexly sango (I have now fixed the double posting) and ezra3185 (I have taken your suggestion. I know I'm taking forever to upload new chapters). Anyway, hope everyone has a good time, remember to leave a comment, and stay safe.

Next chapter - Friday, Jan 3 2020. (Doing my best but the date might not be accurate).