Author's Notes:
1: I DO NOT own Once Upon a Time, it's characters, or it's storyline. Once Upon a Time, the characters, and their twists are owned by Adam Horowitz and Edward Kitsis as well as ABC. I DO own Reiha Moon and her story. I own the cover images you may see on this fanfiction or any others - be it my own personal art or commissioned artwork from another artist. Be respectful to the art and DO NOT steal it!
2: Bold-italic phrases will indicate Reiha's thoughts or the thoughts of others while in their point of view. Italic-underlined phrases will be what is said by the Spirits of Neverland but it also represents when Pan communicates with Reiha mentally. When you see "..." it indicates a change in point of view.
3: The song representing the story is "Animals" by Maroon 5.
5.) I Won't Back Down
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Baby, I'm preying on you tonight. Hunt you down eat you alive. Just like animals, animals, like animals. Maybe you think that you can hide. I can smell your scent from miles. Just like animals, animals, like animals.
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"Yeah, well my heart won't be his unless he can fucking earn it." I hissed before looking back to Felix. I gave him another gentle kiss. "At least we will both remember this moment, even if what we have can't flourish and become as beautiful and true as it could have been." I lifted my right arm and bit my wrist. I lifted it to his mouth. "Quickly, drink. It will heal that wound of yours." Felix's eyes locked with mine.
"True we have this memory. Besides, what does that shadow know? Anything is possible." He placed his lips to my wrist, causing me to shiver. It felt as if he kissed it, even though he did as I acknowledged. The gash on his chest healed. I closed my eyes momentarily, as his shirt and cloak was repaired. "The spell should be almost complete, Pan should be waking up." He said, his gaze holding a glimpse of sorrow. Before Pan came to, I did as I said. I rebuilt the cage, the illusion that his spell was still present. When Pan came to, he seemed quite thrown off.
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I shook my head. Where the Hell am I? I looked around and found Felix leaning against a tree and Reiha in a cage. That's right, I locked her in a cage. I no longer felt angry though. Reiha's eyes held a glare, which isn't surprising given her situation. I couldn't hide the smirk that pulled at my lips. "You seemed to have passed out from all the anger you let loose. Makes sense, throwing an immature tantrum the way you did." I knitted my eyebrows and wrinkled my nose. I didn't recall throwing a tantrum.
"I threw a tantrum? I don't remember that at all." I admitted.
"So locking me in a cage only to storm off isn't a temper tantrum?" Reiha responded as she crossed her arms across her chest "I thought Pan likes fire. Here's a reality check, sweetheart, I bark and I bite." She warned with a hiss. What the fuck is she going on about? Regardless of my confusion, I decided to just go with it.
"Perhaps I did throw a tantrum, as you would say." I admitted. I figured that since my anger had clearly dispersed, I'd play with her a bit. I released her from the cage, making it vanish into thin air, so that Reiha could stand which she did so. As soon as she had, she crossed her arms over her chest once more. I grabbed a small patch of Reiha's hair, causing it to tug when I decided I would hover a bit. Her body shook with a shudder, only to shake her head a moment later. Her eyes - er eye - formed a glare before she smacked my hand away, which had no affect on me.
"Don't touch me." She barked defensively. My smirk grew. I landed and released her hair only to grab more of her layered auburn locks.
"I like your hair, love... I've never seen hair quite like this before." I mused. Something was seriously wrong with me, I mean I found myself fascinated by hair. Reiha's hair, no less.
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Just because the shadow said I "had to" build relations with Pan, doesn't mean I could ever love him... Not unless the pathetic cockroach used magic. I thought bitterly. The guy wouldn't know what love was if it hit him in the face. "If you do not stop touching my fucking hair, I WILL fucking bite you." I barked with my glare intensifying, which caused Pan to sneer. His hand loosened from my hair only to slide along the back of my head and grab hold of most of it. He pulled it in a dragging manner.
"Watch what it is you say. You are NOTHING here, girl." He snapped before slamming me into the nearest tree behind me.
"So scary." I muttered with a roll of my eyes. "These sad attempts at intimidation may work on some but they won't work on me." My eyes locked with his. I pushed myself away from the tree. "Females from the Enchanted Forest, or whatever world your pathetic ass may originate from, and even girls from my world, may be weak, but I am not them. I WILL fight back." Pan's sour gaze immediately shifted at the sound of my statement. The fucker took it as a challenge, didn't he?
"Then by all means, love, fight me." He encouraged with a smug grin pulling at his lips. He levitated himself off the ground as a dark excitement filled his persona. Yes, yes he did... What a fucking dolt.
"I would but I have no intention with fighting with someone who knows so very little about a fair fight." I informed with a shrug, as I silently indicated to his hovering and flying technique. His expression faded momentarily as he stared at me.
"I will be fair," He pouted. "You just don't believe I can." He mentioned before circling me.
"What were you, a vulture in another life?!" I growled only to cause him to stop in front of me. He pointed his right index finger at me before poking my nose with it. "Besides, I wonder why I assume you can't be fair? Oh right, in our game of 'hide and seek' you said I couldn't hurt you and yet you hit me with a fucking arrow!" I hollered fiercely. And he wonders why I can't trust him. A look of shock swept across his face.
"I don't remember this." He mentioned. Either he is playing me as a fool or Neverland claimed his memory. I narrowed my eyes in a glare.
"Allow me to help refresh that memory of yours then." I stripped off my brown leather jacket and pulled down the right side black tank top strap. Low and behold there was the wound with the broken arrow head. "You mentioned something about being lucky it wasn't a 'Dreamshade' one. I don't know what Dreamshade is, but I'm sure that if I did and had indeed been hit with one, I would be much less friendly with you." Pan's eyes examined my arrow wound.
"Oh! I remember now!" He chimed. So he was playing me for a fucking fool... "I did shoot you with an arrow. By the way, love, if that would have been laced with Dreamshade, you would die. Slowly." Pan mentioned ever-so-casually before smacking my wounded shoulder. I growled dangerously. Admittedly it hurt but I was too angry to reflect my pain. I grabbed the hand that had smacked my wound and bit into it. My vampire teeth sinking in deeper. I may be biting him, but I will not - repeat WILL NOT take in any of his blood. Heaven knows what that'd do to me... A yelp of pain left Pan's lips. Didn't see that one coming did ya? I thought smugly. He pulled his hand free. "You bitch!" He hissed before he struck me, which had no affect on me. "What the fuck?! You're a vampire?!"
"Half vampire, actually." I corrected with a glare, though a smirk still painted on my lips. "You hurt me, I simply returned the favor. Seems pretty fair to me." My smirk grew with my shrug. Pan sneered.
"You are a parasite." He spat. "Your kind relies on others to sustain the lives they lead." Hypocrite. "They're like maggots, only worse." He snarled. Regardless of his actions, I could tell he felt pain. Who wouldn't be in pain after getting bitten? Not just by a vampire but by anything. It isn't a very pleasurable feeling, unless you're a sadist.
"Hah! That's fucking hysterical coming from you." I muttered with a glare. "You leech off of a world's magic to stay young and extend your lifespan!" I walked towards Pan. "Yes, I am half vampire but I have no say in the matter." I heaved a heavy sigh. "Not all of us vampires are the same." I informed as my eyes softened. I bit onto my right wrist and smeared some blood on the bite would I had given him. I let go of his hand and looked back to him. "I have honor." Which is more than I can say for you. "And a beating heart." I joked more to myself.
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I decided I wouldn't comment on her comparing me to a vampire. I refused to believe it or acknowledge it. I'm nothing like them. However, a whisper in my subconscious mind knew she had a point. Then again... I did rely on Neverland's magic to remain young and alive. Before my thoughts could wander, Reiha had bitten into her right wrist and smeared her blood onto the wound she had dealt me. I had to say her action caught me by surprise though I refused to show it. "You can't stop using your vampire tricks, can you?" I covered the truth by poking fun, to ridicule her, as I pulled my hand away. "Well are we going to fight, or will you be doing tricks all day," I paused. She doesn't seem to like when I call her "Vampire?"
"As you wish," She muttered before taking a bow. Admittedly, this action of hers baffled me. Huh. "Your majesty!" She recomposed herself and shoved me. Regardless of the moment of intensity we share on a constant basis, she seemed a lot less tense. Playful even. This was surprising, to say the least. No matter how I felt inside, or what thoughts wandered my mind, I continued to wear my mask. My smirk resurfaced. I drew my dagger. It was the length of my arm and quite uniquely decorated. I began to twirl it as my smirk grew. Reiha had rolled her eyes, though I knew not why. You know what they say about guys with big blades... Once that thought left her mind she chuckled. I raised an eyebrow in wonder.
"What do people say when it comes to big blades?" Even though I had asked, something told me the I wouldn't like the answer.
"Dude, next time knock before you read my thoughts," She uttered with a glare. "Not literally, either." Reiha folded her arms across her chest. "It compensates for something else." She mentioned with a smirk. "I'm sure even you can put two and two together, Pan." She supposed with an arched brow. She was right, after she had said the word 'compensate,' I knew exactly what she meant. Regardless of my annoyance with her insult regarding how hung I was, I couldn't help but think: You'd like to know that, wouldn't you Reiha? A smirk painted my lips. I couldn't help but get a kick out of the thought of Reiha secretly having fantasies about me. I am pretty amazing, after all.
"Before we start our little battle, magic or no magic?" I wondered as I tilted my head from side to side.
"Your call." She offered with a shrug. "Either way works. I just figured you can choose, since our last game involved no magic."
"Magic and weapons." The words left my mouth almost clumped together, as if I was rushed, after she left it up to me to decide.
"Alright, as you wish." She smirked.
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The trapped teen still held a look of confusion but, Pan being Pan, he shrugged it off. I could sense that he was ready to fight me. "I might kill you with this fight, just so you know." He mentioned with a Cheshire Cat-like grin pulling at his lips. Come up with some new material. I thought with narrowed eyes. He readied his dagger. "Let's play!" Pan cheered before he appeared before me without a warning. Next thing I knew, he had slashed my right side. Only a coward would attack without warning.
"What happened to 'ready, set, go,' you fucking prick?!" I growled clutching my side.
"There are no rules in a fight, love." Pan informed with a click of his tongue. He wants to play dirty, wish granted. I thought with a glare. Roots came up from the ground, tangling and knotting around Pan's body. "Oh, I'm sorry, I guess I forgot to mention: I'm a Merlinian. I'll dumb that down for you: I'm light-magic based sorceress, a sorceress of the 777th degree." I frowned. "Someone with more power than you could only dream of." But if I've learned anything, magic always has it's price. I thought pulling my gaze off of him temporarily. My spell did exactly what it was intended for: trap Peter Pan. As much has he tried, he could not escape.
"You're just as much a cheat as me, Reiha." Pan claimed as he looked away from me, nose in the air.
"It's called an eye for an eye, Pan." I informed. "It's about time someone treated you with the same decency you dish out to others." I shrugged with a smirk. He continued to struggle in the grip of my roots.
"Show me what you got." Pan said in a taunting manner. Very well. I thought and with a wave of my hand, the roots pulled him towards the tree closest to him. I towards him and leaned in, the smirk still present on my lips.
"I can release you to make this a much more fair fight BUT I won't release you until my conditions are met." I placed each arm around the sides of his head. "I can't come off as a pushover, after all." This caused Pan to sneer.
"What if I say no?" He wondered as he stared at me. "I'm rather amused to see what it is you'll do. I mean, I can handle myself." He stated smugly.
"Well that's your choice, Pan." I shrugged once more.
"You'd be amazed at all what I can endure." He muttered with a seductive tone lingering in his voice, which conflicted with his glare. Clearly his mouth and eyes work at two different mindsets. As soon as those words left his mouth, I felt a wave of disgust wash over me. I shuttered at the tone of his voice.
"Well that mental image will forever be burned into my mind." I moved my hand from my side, the wound healing. A thought crossed my mind: Maybe I should see just how how far he'll go. Though I did pray to the spirits of Neverland that nothing too perverse would leave his lips. "Besides, I can't show you all I have, that wouldn't be fair."
"Don't tell me you're afraid to teach this bad boy a lesson?" Pan questioned which moving his eyebrows, trying to seduce me. Oh how he failed. However, once more, his glare battled his intentions. "Bet you don't have the guts... Or should I say the balls." He stated as he burst out into laughter. I'd hate to see how his mind works...
"You're right, I don't have balls. That'd make me a man and I thank my lucky stars that I am not the same gender as you." I hissed with a glare. I began to go over my options: I could actually hurt him, keep him there and let him rot till he begs me to free him, or I can stroke his perverted ego. I brought my index finger to my lips and tapped it against them. Thinking. What would be best? Scratch that, what would be more fun? I thought more. "Hm..." A smirk captured Pan's lips for some unknown reasons. I don't know what's going on in that mind of his but I don't like it.
"Don't think you have it in you to torture me let alone anything else?" I could see what he was doing. He tried it before, after all. I really wish he'd get new material. I heaved a heavy sigh. He's failing, miserably, with his all these attempts to try and corrupt me. It's sad. I placed my right hand on his left cheek and dragged my index finger down along it. I weaved my head around his and whispered:
"Come now Pan, be careful what you say, you might just regret it." His face had a minor blush, all thanks to the warmth radiating off of his face. It was interesting to see Pan act this way, almost cute, in a distorted way. I could almost feel his scowl.
"I'm not afraid of you." Pan hissed. My index finger stopping at the middle of his abdomen. The heat from his face began to escalate.
"Oh Pan..." I cooed while stepping closer, our bodies touching. The only parts that weren't touching were the parts of Pan where the roots tied him. I placed both of my hands on his upper chest. I pulled away from the side of his face and stared in his eyes. "You should really watch that tongue of yours. It may just put you in a bad position." If I knew anything, it's how to use my body to my advantage, the only time I would not be in control is if I took in any human blood. A shiver clawed at my spine but I hid it by straightening my body.
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I felt Reiha's body against mine, as close as the roots would allow. I took in a harsh breath as I felt the heat on my face intensify. Upon feeling all this, I felt feverish and my stomach flip. The mixture of Reiha's threats and actions seemed to turn me on. Just the idea of her doing such a thing worried me. I didn't want to chance becoming weak from where such things can lead - love. I bit down on my tongue to battle the feelings stirring within me. I can't let that happen. I looked away, avoiding her bewitching gaze. "Nice try, pathetic woman." I snorted as I spat towards Reiha. Regardless of my words, Reiha was far from pathetic. She knew what she was doing and she was succeeding.
"Trust me Pan," She stated before pushing herself away from me. "If I wanted to sleep with you, I would have." A shudder claimed her body. "But you're not my type. I just like playing with you, see how much of a woman you can handle, how easily I can turn you on and turn your body against you." My glare had returned. Though I felt things I hadn't thought I could feel, confused on how a woman could arouse me so easily, and wonder how my body could turned against me by simple actions, her words angered me. Am I so weak that my body could be controlled by a mere woman? I frowned at the thought.
"Seems my act convinced you. Truth is: you repulse me and your body disgusts me." I lied. "If you're going to hurt me, do it already. Just know this, girl, when I get free, I will take that body of yours and kill you nice and slowly. I will make sure to rip that sweet head of yours off as my final act."
"Wrong thing to say when you are MY captive." She warned with a glare. Reiha turned her back to me. "When you are ready to be nice, send for me, til then you can rot there." I scoffed and scowled.
"Let me go! I will never be nice!" I snapped viciously. Guess that means I'll be stuck here for a while. I refused to admit that I was still sexually excited, feeling hot and bothered. A woman had never put me in this situation and I was pissed as fuck that she was leaving me after causing it. Reiha waved her hand but before she left the area she had tilted her head. Immediately after, she turned her gaze back on me.
"You may want to know, unlike the Tree of Regrets, only I can free you from your... 'cage'." She smirked and before leaving the area. She returned but only momentarily. "Oh, just so you know, not even your armed Lost Boys can free you. Only me. Call it a precaution via a protection spell." She retreated and left me once more. I wiggled and fought against the roots. Nothing worked. I was tired and hungry, but above all else I craved for Reiha's return, even though I despised her and what she did to me. I was frustratingly confused.
"Come back you dumb broad!" I called after her. I knew she wouldn't return. I wouldn't, if I were her. The new-found part of me, however, wished otherwise.