I lay there, for what feels like hours just staring up at the canopy, trailing my fingers through the leaves and trying not to think about what they're doing back at camp. Probably deciding to just leave me, they think I'm a lost cause. Or they're calling a hunting party to find me, so they can hunt the monster who's in a girls body. I shudder as I look up again and a few more tears fall. "Why, did it have to be me?" I whisper to myself.

A crunching noise draws my attention, someone heading this way, multiple someones actually. But the footfalls are too heavy for anyone else. Adults, I think as I slowly move into a sitting position. And then a voice trails back, "Pan's a bloody demon, we're lucky we got away." And it's not what the voice says that makes a chill run down my spine, but the tone of the voice. The person itself I'm unfamiliar with, but the type of voice I can tell a mile away, a pirate voice.

I scramble to my feet and go to take off when they enter the clearing. "Hey!" I hear a female voice call out, and before I can do anything else, I'm stuck in place, unable to move an inch as a spell takes over my body. Terror wipes through me as I realize that I've been frozen in place.

By magic.

I scream and the person wielding the magic turns me around so I face a group of adults. The one holding me has shoulder length black hair and a satisfied expression as she watches me squirm, behind her is a man with short hair wielding a sword and unconsciously holding his hand to his ribs, and a two other women, one with long blonde hair and the other with her raven hair in a pixie cut. They all stare at me in surprise. And then the last member of the group steps out and the tears start to flow from my eyes as I look at the pirate. I have to admit, he's a lot better to look at then the others I've seen, but I still squirm as he watches me. "You're a girl," he states in surprise.

"Pirate," I whisper as i watch him, and then I double my efforts to get away from the group. The woman with the short black hair seems to realize how terrified I am because she walks up to the lady holding me here and puts her hand on her shoulder.

"Regina, let her go," she says in a soft, calm voice. The woman holding me sighs in agitation before waving her hand and I collapse to the ground before shuffling away from the group, still staring at the pirate. "Hey, hey, hey, it's okay, it's okay," the lady with the short hair soothes me as she slowly approaches and kneels down in front of me. "He won't hurt you okay, I promise." I look up to the pirate and he seems slightly offended that I find him so terrifying, then he gives a brief nod and a reassuring smile as he looks down at me.

I immediately relax as the short haired lady helps me to my feet. Feeling self-conscious at my panic attack I clear my throat and smile awkwardly at the group. The blonde haired lady steps forward and smiles at me, although its a tense smile. "I'm Emma," she says, and I can tell she doesn't trust me. "This is Mary Margaret, David, Regina and Hook." She continues, gesturing to each person as she does. "What's your name? And how did you get here?"

I swallow before answering. "I'm Ellie, I don't know, the shadow brought me here yesterday. I've been staying with Peter ever since." This gets mixed reactions from the group, Mary Margaret looks sympathetic while David and Emma tense. Hook shifts where he stands and moves closer to me and I notice the grip on his sword has increased. But that's nothing compared to Regina's reaction as a fireball appears in her hand and she glares at me.

"You're with Pan," Emma states, and I notice her voice has cooled a lot as she watches me. "Where's my son?" she asks, as she raises her sword.

I stumble back and my panic comes back full force. Pirates and magic, I don't want to deal with this right now. I stumble back into a tree and Emma steps forward towards me, blade raised. "Emma," I hear David warn as he watches us warily.

"W-who's your s-son?" I stammer as I try to back up more but my back is pressed flat against the tree and Emma continues to step forward.

"Henry."

Henry? "Henry's your son? Why are you here?

"We're here to get him back now where is he?" Emma commands as she pushes me into a tree and puts her blade to my throat.

'Emma! She may not know anything, let her go!" I hear Mary Margaret say as her and David pull Emma away from me, Hook and Regina haven't moved as they just watch me. I watch the group in front of me and, finally, after it having abandoned me for a long time, my courage decides to make an appearance.

"Henry's back at camp with Peter. Now why don't you go away and leave me alone. I'm not involved in this!"

"Ah, but love, you are. Pan doesn't bring girls to the island, so why are you here? To put us off the trail?" Hook asks as he advances and my courage wavers.

"I don't have to tell you why I'm here, now leave me alone!" I repeat as I stand straight again and glare at Hook.

"Or," Regina says as the fireball in her hand grows bigger, and it sucks my courage away. "We can just use this to get the answer out of you."

Terror overtakes me as she comes closer and I see Mary Margaret and David telling her to leave me alone, Emma stands impassively, watching me, studying me. "She doesn't know. She's not lying." Emma finally says, directing it at Regina, Regina just scoffs before continuing towards me. And when she raises her hand I loose it, screaming the only name I can think of that may help me.

"Peter!" I shout before Emma places her hand over my mouth and sword to my neck.

"I told you she worked for Pan!" Hook shouts.

"Well we'll just have to get rid of her then," Regina says coldly. And I start trembling as I watch the fireball with watery eyes.

"I wouldn't do that if I were you." A voice calls out and I look through the corner of my eye to see Peter there staring murderously at the group.

"Ah, Pan makes an appearance, tell me lad, why the break in conduct? You've got a girl on the island." Hook says snidely while watching me. All I can do is glare back at him while tears continue to make their way down my face.

"She's a family friend," he answers, strolling into the clearing, "well actually, a friends family." Peter smirks coldly at me and I feel something wilt in me as I look at him. He didn't come here to rescue me, he came here to gloat. "And she's of no importance to this so let her go. "Felix and Charlie won't be happy if you kill their sister."

"Felix is your brother?" Emma asks in surprise as she releases me and steps back. Slowly I nod.

"Why yes, indeed she is. Now, if you'll excuse me, I have a kidnapped boy to get back to, and you have a puzzle to solve savior." Peter answers as he looks at Emma, before striding over to me and grabbing me by the arm firmly, but surprisingly it's a reassuring gesture. "Now, don't let me catch you cheating again, love, you know what I said last time." He finishes, and then suddenly we aren't in the forest anymore, we're on a mountain in a patch of grass.

Peter releases his hold on my arm, but when he sees my legs trembling he grabs it again and leads me over to a rock where he sets me down and watches me. I look up and he's staring at me furiously. "What did you think you were doing? Running off like that? No one leaves this island without my permission, surely you've realized that!" Peter glares at me as I sit there watching the ground, trying to think of a response.

"I wasn't trying to leave. I was thinking. Actually I was wondering how long it would take for you to come and ship me home since you saw." I mumble the last part under my breath so he doesn't hear, but when I look up I realize he did. Crap. He looks shocked, and almost upset. Before his angry glare replaces it again and he walks up to me and kneels down in my face.

"You think that I'd send you home, because you have scars?" He asks angrily, before glaring at me like I'm an idiot, his eyes twinkling darkly.

"I don't want anyone's sympathy. Especially when it's fake, people are terrified of me." My voice is barely a whisper as I continue, "when I escaped, the people were terrified of me. I tried to not let it get to me, I covered them up, but they always noticed."

Peter shifts in front of me and I look up to meet his eyes, his expression has softened and he's looking down at me with a small smirk. And then he lifts his hand and trails it over my collarbone, along one of the scars. I try not to shiver as his cool fingers leave a trail of fire down my collarbone, and I notice Peters Adams apple bob as he swallows and continues to trail his fingers back up to the side of my neck. "They did more than just scar you physically didn't they?" He asks me with a sad smile before returning his attention to my shoulder as his fingers trail down to where the rip ends on my upper arm.

"Well I quite like them actually," he continues, turning his eyes back to me with a genuine smile. "They show you're character, show what you've survived, scars are beautiful battle marks."Beautiful... the voice in my head repeats. But then I remember he's talking about the scars, and I shrug off the butterflies in my stomach as I slowly stand up. Peter looks lost for a second, before he refocuses on me and his cool smirk returns. "Well then, lets get you back to camp shall we? I think you've had an exciting enough morning. And I believe you're brothers are wanting some family bonding time."

I groan as Peters mouth quirks, however, I can't help but feel excited that I get to spend time with my brothers. Peter looks down at me again, obviously noticing my hidden excitement, before he grabs my arm before we reappear at camp. All falls silent for a moment until a meaningful look from Peter sends the boys off doing whatever they were doing moments before.

Felix and Charlie are sitting once again on a log by the fire, opposite of Henry, who I now can't look at without feeling a twinge of guilt that he's being kept from his family. They all look up at the site of me and I turn away from Henry to look at my brothers. Felix's face is carefully emotion free, while Charlie is practically bouncing with excitement and curiosity as he watches me walk closer. I then notice my clothes are still exposing my skin and pause.

Peter notices and he turns to look at me with an irritated expression, waiting for me to explain, no doubt. "I haven't got any other clothes, and these are wrecked..." I explain, and Peters face softens slightly as he realizes.

"I'll find you some others." He says softly, before grabbing my arm again and leading me towards Felix and Charlie."Felix! Take Charlie and the girl and train her to survive here." He commands before releasing my arm. Hurt flashes through me when he refers to me as 'the girl' and I retort angrily, looking up at him.

"I've looked after myself for years, I know what I'm doing."

He scoffs, "yeah, you've done a nice job of it, it would appear," he says, watching me coldly and eying my scars. I flinch, and see regret flash across Peters face. "Neverland is not like the Enchanted Forest, you will face far different things here," he pauses for a moment and a wicked grin crosses his face. "Namely me, but that isn't the point, you need to be trained. Go Felix." Peter commands, before striding off towards a large tree off to the side and disappearing down a hole.

I turn to my brothers who are watching me expectantly, and I sigh, gesturing for them to lead the way. Felix turns and lopes off towards an entrance to the forest with his club across his shoulder, and I follow after him with Charlie.

Peter's POV

I turn away from Ellie, Felix and Charlie and stride towards my tree before slipping through the hole away from the eyes of the lost boys. Angrily I kick aside a dagger laying on the floor and it flings across the room before planting itself firmly in my headboard. I smile in satisfaction before collapsing on my bed. What's the deal with this girl? She's making me regret my behavior, my snide, cruel comments? I don't regret anything I do, not even what I had to do to get on this island in the first place.

I sigh as I look up at the roof, remembering when I first noticed her scars. She looked so panicked when she realized they were exposed, but all I could do was think how angry I was towards the person who did that. Who could mar her beautiful skin? Bring tears to those lovely grey eyes? Who could- No. Stop it Pan. No attachments. That was the deal. Look what happened last time you got attached.

I sigh again and roll over onto my stomach, staring across the room moodily, but soon enough my mind returns to Ellie. Ellie... the way my hand tingled when I touched her, and how she smelt in the clearing just before. My overbearing sense of panic when I saw the savior standing there with a sword to her throat. There's something about this girl. And why did Rumple freeze her? Why is she important? Is she meant to stop my plan for Henry?

I don't know. But I'm going to find out.

Hey guy. Hope this chapter was okay. Next chapters going to be some Bright family feels and bonding :) (hopefully).

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