I do not own Once Upon a Time, but I wish. I just own Molly, my very own OC.
Molly knew that Peter's shadow was following her to wherever she went to, she could feel it in her bones. Peter would always send his shadow to watch her as she went to the forest to pick some food. As Neverland began to rapidly change, things started to become more dangerous than ever. She saw a bush with blueberries at the right side of her. She stood in front of her and started to pick some.
"You might as well come out." Molly said to Peter's shadow. His shadow flew from above and went right next to her as it looked at her closely with its yellow eyes.
"I'm not sure why he needs to do this, but whatever makes him feel better." Molly muttered to herself and to Peter's shadow. The shadow titled his head and for some reason, quickly turned his head to the opposite direction from Molly. This sudden action from the shadow scared her. Coming out of the bush was none other than Rumpelstiltskin. This relaxed her quite a bit and went back to continue plucking the blueberries.
"Go tell Peter." Molly whispered as quietly to the shadow as it went to the ground.
"Hello Dearie."
"Hello, Rumpelstiltskin. It has been quite a while since I last saw you. What brings you back to Neverland?" Molly questioned. Molly plucked the last blueberries and turned around to fully look at him.
"For my son, bring him to me." Rumpelstiltskin demanded. Molly glared at him and said,
"Baelfire? As I recall, he wanted to do nothing with you. You abandon him for magic. The only thing I could do is bring you to him, nothing more. It is his choice if he wants to go back to you." Molly turned around and led Rumpelstiltskin back to camp. On the way towards the camp, Molly remembered when Felix brought Baelfire for the first time. She hoped with all of her heart that it was not the truest believer and she thanked to whatever god that was out there that it was not the truest believer. If it was the truest believer, she would help him to get back home.
'If Neverland was meant to die, so be it. This island will not get this child to sacrifice themselves it to come back to life.' Molly thought to herself as she finally came to where the Lost Boys were dancing while Peter was playing on his pipe flute. Rumprlstiltskin came closer to Peter. Peter turned around and pulled down his hood as he looked at Rumpelstiltskin with a smirk upon his face.
'If the island dies, so will Peter…' Her subconious stated.
"He's going to kill my son?!" Neal yelled out as Molly slowly nodded with such shame knowing such knowledge of the fate of the truest believer.
"Neverland requires the heart of the truest believer to go back to the way it was before. Peter will go to any length to save this forsaken island." Molly mutter angrily.
"And how right you are, my darling star." Peter said as he walked through the jungle leaves with Felix, Slightly, and the twins behind him. Molly looked at Peter with such anger if looks could kill, Peter would be dead.
"You will not touch my son!" Neal yelled out. His reached out his hands to strangle Peter, but only failed by the length between them. Peter look over his shoulder at the group behind him and nod his head towards Neal's cage.
"Take him to Echo cave." Peter ordered. Molly gasps at Peter's command and struggled against the cage. She struggled harder as she saw Felix, Slightly, and the twins lower down his cage and ready to take him to Echo Cave.
"Don't do it, take me instead!" Molly cries went unheard as the lost boys help up Neal's cage went to the forest. Peter looked up at Molly and spoke,
"Your motherly instinct is what makes you weak, my darling star. It over comes your survival, your life is on the line and you will be eaten alive out here in Neverland if you don't let go of your motherly instinct." Peter said.
"I rather be eaten alive on this island for others to escape your wrath!" Molly shouted. Peter waved his hand and the bottom of the wooden cage disappeared. Molly fell harshly on the ground and held in her scream her ankle was once again in pain. Peter picked Molly up by her arms and forced her to stand up. He looked deeply into her blue and green eyes. He remembered before that her eyes used to look at him with love and happiness, but now it only displayed fear and anger towards him. Though he won't admitted now, but he hurt him more than anything to know that, but he can't let that bother him.
"No one can get off of this island without my permission." Molly gasps as she felt a hot pain through her stomach. She slowly looked down and saw his small knife plunged into her stomach. Molly could only make croaked noise as he twisted his knife even more into her stomach. He let go of her arm and Molly fell backwards with the knife still into her stomach. It pained him beyond anything to do this to his darling star, but he couldn't let anyone –not even her- in his way to save Neverland. Molly tried to keep her breathing steady and her eyes open.
"And no one will get in my way." Peter walked over her body and back into his camp. Molly slowly rolled over onto her knees and tried to get back up on her feet with the tree as her support. Black spots started to appear before her eyes as she shook her head to get rid of them. Molly knew she wasn't going to make it, but she wouldn't give up. Molly slowly moved her hand over Peter's knife and held it tightly as she was about to pull it out. Suddenly a hand appeared over hers which made her look up. Before she could get a good look to whoever it was, she blacked out once again.
"No, no, don't do this! He's just a small boy!" Molly cried out as she struggled against Felix's arms around her. Peter look at Molly as he held up a small boy, Tootles who was no more than 6 years old, by his hair. Tootles cried and struggled to get out Peter's grip. Molly could hear her own heart pounding against her ears.
"He will be made an example of to anyone who thinks to disobey my rules." Peter stated out loud to every single lost boys who surrounded them. The Lost boys felt fear throughout their body as Peter displayed the punishment that will be on Tootles.
"It was an accident, he didn't know that he was not supposed to talk to the Indians! My god Peter, he's just a child!" Molly yelled. Her heart completely stopped as she saw Peter holding a sword and struck through the small child's body without a second thought.
"No one will disobey me." Peter said as he dropped the body. Molly head-butted Felix which resulted him letting her go as she ran to the boy's body. She kneel next to Tootles and quickly held his small body. Tootles was breathing slowly and feeling colder by the second.
"I'm so cold, mama…" The boy whispered with little strength he had left. Molly placed her hand on the Tootles's wound and trying to hold her tears back.
"It's going to be okay, Tootles. It's going to be okay…" Molly closed her eyes and imagined that he'll be okay.
'Neverland could make imagination happen, right? Please don't let him die…' Molly thought to herself. She imagined harder for Tootles to be healed from his wounds, but she cried even more as she felt his body going limp. Molly held his body closer to hers and cradled back and forth.
"No, no, no…wake up, please…" Molly whispered to him. After a few minutes of crying, Molly slowly look up and glared at Peter who stared back her with no regrets in his eyes.
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