Author's Note: I just want to spew everything I've written on this story because I'm having so much fun. But I AM trying to pace myself. A little. Once-a-day isn't very good is it? Anyway, hope you like! Know I love! This one is in a new POV!

Pan

I paced back and forth, ignoring the Lost Boys' questioning looks and thinking deeply. What to do, what to do, what to do. I had to do something. I didn't even know how it was possible, but somehow I could feel it.

Back on the mainland, it was probably one in the morning. I'd seen the massive city from afar, but had never gotten a closer look.

How can I know? How can I know? It didn't matter how many times I asked myself the same question. I could feel it. That's how I knew. Like fire burning somewhere in the bottom of my chest. It was dull, but it was there, and it was different from anything I'd felt in the past… couple hundred years. And it was the slight difference that tipped me off.

"What are you going to do, Peter?" Felix asked in the slow tone of his.

"I don't know," I replied, sharper than I intended.

"You're not going to go investigate?"

"I don't know," I repeated.

"It's not very often that something surprises you," my lieutenant commented.

"That I do know," I muttered sarcastically.

"I can keep things running here if you want to go check out the mainland." Felix shifted his club a little higher up his shoulder and shrugged. I sighed. He was probably right. If I didn't go investigate, my curiosity would eat away at me until I did. Putting it off would be counterproductive.

"Fine. Three days. That's all I'll need," I told him.

"Don't fail," my faithful second-in-command joked.

I smirked. "Never do."

The trail of pixie dust led me across the realms to the large, bright city. Soaring high over many buildings, I stopped at the tallest one. It was dark outside, and so no one could see me if I peered in. Edging as close as possible, I cast my eyes around the room, taking in the scene. People clustered around on furniture, eyes fixed on a large black box with a magical projection inside. I couldn't see the person I was looking for. The one the pixie dust lighted on. Then one of the tall men moved.

And there she was.

She was small, with long, thick, rich brown hair down to just past her waist. It had golden highlights from the recent summer sun, and natural red tints when the light struck it one way. In the poor lighting, it almost looked black. As did her eyes. They were dark brown—several shades darker than her hair. Her face was tanned, with a tiny smattering of freckles on her nose and cheekbones. Her eyelashes were black and so thick they looked fake—but something told me they weren't. She didn't seem the type to try and change her appearance to fit what society expected of her. Her hands were tiny, and so were her feet. Her lips were full and her skin was clear and clean. After a moment she smiled, and I got to see her teeth were perfectly straight and almost completely white.

Quite frankly I was impressed. Despite the silver-white, leopard print satin pajamas, she looked… pretty. I could see a brown leather bracelet on her right wrist and a black watch on her left. A few minutes passed and the pixie dust's magic wore off, making the green glow surrounding her fade. Since she couldn't see it, she didn't notice.

I flew up to the roof of the building she was in and sat down on the edge. Okay. I found her. Why was she the enchantress who was making my chest burn? I couldn't sense any magic on her. The only magic I could sense came from the man with black hair next to her and the blond one halfway across the room—though his was weaker. As far as I could tell, she wasn't particularly important or powerful… so what was it?

I pushed off from the edge of the roof and slowly lowered myself back down to the floor she and the others were on. This time, I turned my attention from her to the black box with the magical projection. When I saw it, I reeled back out of shock.

It was me! Or someone very like me. But it had to be me. Same… everything. Clothes, cuffs, belt, boots with red laces up to my knees.

I needed to get to the bottom of this.

Several hours later, I followed her trail down six floors to the one she obviously lived on. She locked the door, stumbled tiredly across the floor, and climbed into her bed. After a while, when I was certain she was sleeping, I transported myself into the building and pulled a dream catcher out of my pocket. The spell was simple enough—gather her memories and look them over. I performed it quickly and sank into the shadows where no one would be able to see me.

It took about an hour to look through her most recent memories. And there was one thing I gathered. She. Had. Fire. I also found out her name. Cass.

Standing up, I returned the memories to her and the dream catcher to my pocket. I pulled a paper out of thin air—along with a quill—and wrote her a little note, folding it and placing it on her desk. It was probably going to spook her, but she was a feisty one. She'd be fine.

I slipped back outside and waited on the roof, casting a special spell that would let me know when she woke up. I needed to find out more. Her past wasn't important to me. How one with no magic was affecting mine was important. As I sat on the roof with my back leaned against one of the protective walls built for safety, I managed to get about four hours of sleep. Which, to be honest, was more than what I usually got on Never Land. But in Never Land I needed less. Its magic kept me going just fine. But this world was… difficult. Different.

When Cass woke up, she went back to the level where I'd first found her. After a few moments, another girl and a tall man came in as well and started to dance. Cass was grinning at them. Another man too was looking amused. I could hear the music from outside, a simple cloaking spell keeping me from being seen by their eyes now that the sun was out.

I'd have to make some sort of move—some sort of decision—soon. But at the moment, I also needed to make a plan.

End Note: So much win! I love writing this story so. dang. much. It's just too fun. Have a great new week! I love Peter Pan and Loki so much. This is GREAT!

~Cass