Chapter 3: His True Colours

As much as Jane tried to shake the feeling, she couldn't help but feel the shivers of fear run down her spine.

At first she had tried cooking to try and take her mind off the dreadful worry in her chest.

She should have known it wouldn't work. The chocolate cake burned in the oven and the kitchen now smelt awful.

Now she had no choice but to start cleaning up.

Thoughts of her past kept appearing in her head. His voice yelling at her or whispering into her ear, reminding her of the one thing she'd tried to forget for years: "Peter Pan never fails!"

Jane Darling knew the meaning of fear better than anything else in the world.

She knew about those moments that take your breath away but leave you choking for air. The same feeling you get when your heart beat becomes increasingly fast.

And when you afraid, you either do two things: stay frozenly still or run for your life.

As she climbed the stairs to her daughters bedroom, after she had finished tidying, she felt as though she was being watched.

The feeling was familiar, one she'd experienced a little too often in the past.

The door creaked open and Jane walked into the room.

Lily's room was was welcoming with a lingering smell of Lily's strawberry scented perfume.

Jane ran her fingers across the hand painted stars on the wall and sighed.

She stood there, admiring the old pictures of Lily riding her first bike, playing her guitar for the first time.

The very same dark wooded instrument sat lonely in the corner, and Jane glanced at it with a small, weak smile.

But that's when she saw it. Something caught her eye from under the the pillow that lay on Lily's bay window, a book.

Slowly and dreading, Jane moved the pillow aside and when she saw the title she let out a scream.

The story of Peter Pan, the wrong story of the demon that ruined her life.

Jane whimpered. "Lily."

From her pocket she pulled out her cell phone and found Lily's name on the contact list.

At first Lily didn't answer, and Jane rang at least three times before she picked up her phone.

"Hey mum!" She greeted happily. "Sorry I didn't answer, I was swimming."

"Lily." Jane whispered.

"Yeah, mum, what's up? Hang on." Lily asked, placing her hand on the mic. "Sh! Peter! I'm on the phone! You were saying?"

Jane's heart hammered in her chest when she said his name. "Honey I need you to come home, we need to talk about some things. Things I've never told you." Jane said as she walked around her daughter's room in an anxious state.

Lily sighed slightly. "Mum, what's all this about?" Lily asked her.

Jane let out a shaky breath. "I need you to come home. Now."

"Alright. I'll be there as fast as I can." Lily stated. "Love you. Bye."

She hung up the phone and noticed Peter staring at her. "Something wrong?" He asked.

Lily shrugged. "I don't know. Mum wouldn't tell me." She replied. "But I've got to go. I'm so sorry."

He shook his head. "Don't be." He grabbed her wrist as she was about to walk past him. "I'm sure we'll see each other very soon, darling."

He grinned slyly, "Um... Yeah. Bye, Peter." Lily ran back towards the bus stop, her hair still slightly damp from the water.

She turned around after a minute or two as she sat waiting, but any trace of Peter was gone.

It was almost as if he just vanished. His last few words ringing through her mind.

What did he mean by that? It was just a friendly gesture, right? Though it didn't really feel like one.

But what would she know, it's not like she has any friends.

She waited ten minutes or so for the bus.

This time, it was practically empty, she sat at the back once again and sighed as the bus started to move.

Jane closed her eyes for only a second and when they opened she knew her worst fear was standing right behind her.

His presence was so dark that it seemed as though she was trapped, held in by the shadows of her daughter's bedroom.

She heard him step closer and closer until she could feel his breath of the back of her neck.

His lips curling into a cruel smirk just inches from her ear. "Hello Jane." He whispered. "Long time no see."

Jane didn't move, nor did she reply. "You've grown." His cold and mischievous voice stated.

Jane turned around and her eyes became wide with fear as she looked into the green eyes of Peter Pan.

"Wh-what are you doing here?" She squeaked as she stepped back, breathing heavily as she did so.

This seemed to make him chuckle. "Oh, Jane... You know very well why I'm here."

Jane tried to run for it but the teenage demon grabbed her quickly and threw her against the wall.

She crashed into the pictures, glass breaking everywhere, leaving her with small cuts on her back.

"Please! Lily's still so young!" She pleaded. "Don't take her! Please!"

Pan laughed. "You were thirteen the way I remember it." He stated. "She's more than ready, Jane."

Jane's eyes started to widen at the vivid memory from all those years ago.

To think that her only daughter was about to face the same fate, with the same demon.

She let a stray tear roll down her cheek. "Please, I'll do anything. J-just don't take her!" She pleaded.

Pan was becoming impatient. "Your pathetic pleas won't help you Jane. You should know that by now." He said coldly.

Her heart pounded and for a moment she felt a spark of anger, fear and worry.

She bowed her head and sunk to her knees as Pan smirked. "That's right, Jane." He sneered. "Get on your knees, where you belong."

Quickly as she could she reached for a shard of glass from one of the pictures and came at the teenage demon.

He smirked, 'stupid girl' He thought to himself.

Before she could puncture his skin, he grabbed her wrist and Jane dropped the shard on the floor.

Pieces of glass shattered everywhere but she couldn't bring herself to look away from Pan's dark eyes.

"Bad move, Jane." He seethed.

Her eyes became wide again as he raised his hand. Only this time, he made her fly further and harder against the wall.

"Mum!" Came Lily's startled voice as she ran into the room towards her mother.

Jane lay unconscious on the floor. "Hello again, Lily." Pan greeted.

She looked up at him with narrowed eyes, that seemed to be swelling with tears. "Peter!?" She shouted. "What the hell are you doing here?! What happened?!"

Pan made his was towards her as she cradled her mother's head in her hands.

"Don't you know who I am, Lily?" Peter asked, corning her and her mother.

Lily frowned in confusion. "Peter... I-I don't understand... I thought we were-"

He chuckled. "Friends? No." He grinned darkly. "I'm Peter Pan." He said casually. Though to her it sounded more like Peter Pan didn't have friends.

She narrowed her eyes at him, hatefully. "Of course you are!" She said sarcastically. "And I'm Wendy!"

This made him laugh. To prove he wasn't lying and that he was in fact who he claimed to be, appeared even closer to her, like magic.

Lily felt trapped and part of her wished she'd just melt away into the wall. "What the hell." She murmured.

Pan grabbed her wrists and pushed her harshly against the wall, causing her mother's head to fall roughly back onto the wooden floor. "You've got fire." He whispered huskily. "I like fire."

She shivered. "Why are you doing this?"

"Oh, your mother didn't tell you," He sneered, tilting his head. "Well, I guess it's about time you knew." He whispered darkly as shot daggers at her mother.

"Tell me what?" Lily demanded, the annoyance he was making her feel didn't help the fact that she was afraid, but she would try anything to seem brave.

Pan sighed. "A very long time ago, when I had your mother, I gave her a choice." He explained. "If she wanted to leave the island alive-"

"Island?" Lily cut him off.

He smirked. "Neverland." He whispered darkly.

"Of course." Lily retorted.

Pan chuckled. "You see, your mother was useless to me. I was looking for someone special... I caged her for a very long time until I realized just how boring she was... I gave her two choices: one was having her drowned by the mermaids."

Lily gasped at this. All her positive thoughts of Neverland and Peter Pan vanished. "The second was to let her go... On one condition. I get her first born daughter. You." He grinned. "She traded you, precious. And now, you are mine." Pan growled as he stepped closer to her, now pressing her body against the wall.

Lily stared at him in disbelief. "My mum would never do that!" She yelled. "You're not real, you're just from a story! This is nothing but a nightmare!"

At least that's what she hoped. "Oh, trust me, love. I am very real."

"What do you want from me." Lily demanded. "And why did you lie?"

He smirked at her, cupping her chin in his firm grip. "I wanted to know who you are." He smirked. "And now, you are coming with me to Neverland." He sneered.

"I would sooner die than go anywhere with you!" She spat. "Especially after what you did to my mother!"

He raised an eyebrow. "She's not dead yet." He threatened. "Come with me, and I may let her live"

Lily's eyes widened in horror. "B-but I can't just leave her here! Not like this." She whimpered. "Please! Let me look after her."

"If you don't come willingly, I will rip out her heart in front of you." Lily's eyes started to water. "Trust me, I will" He snarled angrily, as Lily didn't seem to think him capable

She let out a sob. "N-no don't!" He brushed her tear away with his thumb and grabbed her wrist firmly.

But before he could drag her out the door, Jane groaned in pain.

"Mum!" Lily called as Pan pulled at her.

Jane reached out to her daughter. "Lily! Pan, let her go! I'm begging you!" She pleaded.

Pan glared at her. "Jane, we made a deal, and if you want lily to be safe, you will let me take her!"He barked.

But Jane couldn't just let him 'take her'. "With you she'll never be safe."

"Mother, what's-!?"

Lily was cut off as Pan put a hand over mouth, causing her protests to come out in muffled cries.

"I'll be coming back for you" He growled as he slapped Jane against the wall again. Lily was terrified as she saw her mother unconscious once more.

She looked up at Pan and he blew in her face. That's when everything became black.