Another chapter peeps. Read and review please. It raises my confidence more than it should.
And sorry for the whole post chapter seven twice. I was really tired and just finished this chapter. It's been done for a while but I've been away. On the bright side my hockey team won state champs.
P.S. I play hockey and sorry for the mix up.
"Peter what's the point in this? I know you won't allow me anywhere near my family!" I call out after I stopped running easily bored. Why did he want me to run. It's obvious he wasn't chasing me. What game is this? He won't let me get anywhere near the Storybrooke citizens on this island. Why would he risk letting me find them. Unless he always knows where they are, and maybe they were close to us then. I swear and turn running in the direction I came from.
"Where is she Pan?" I hear Emma's voice ahead of me.
"Who?" Peter said and I could hear the smirk in his voice from here.
"My daughter." Rumple said and I smiled, he was the best adopted father ever.
"Your adopted daughter," Pan corrected smugly.
"And yet I'm still his daughter," I called out bursting into the clearing smiling at the recognizable people and rushing into Mr. Gold's open arms. I glared at Peter meeting his dark and furious gaze with my own fire. "I'm not an idiot Pan, I can put two and two together."
"Thank god you're safe," Gold mumbled waving an arm surrounding us in purple mist before teleporting us to a very familiar ship.
"He has Neal, Wendy, and some passed out guy that I don't know. We can't leave without them," I nearly scream when Rumple tells everyone it's time to leave.
"Let me rephrase that, time to send you home. You and Mary Margaret," Rumple said nodding to the woman about to throw a fit about leaving like I was in the process of.
"Answer me this one question before I decide to trust your judgment," I say playing a game we played quite often when I moved in with them. He sighs and shakes his head looking out at Neverland. Taking this as a yes I continue asking the question that I shrugged off since the words left Eric's mouth. "Were you or were you not the cause of my friend Shay's death." He looked back to me quickly shock on his face.
"He couldn't have killed your little friend, he didn't have magic then." Regina answered for him.
"I don't think I asked you. So what is it? I'm here for a reason and I'd love to know why." He sighs and looks at me considering his words before he answers.
"Yes, if you are who I think you are then yes. I believe I did," he said softly and sadly. I closed my eyes and opened them again my eyes hard.
"Em, you need to go back to Storybrooke where it's safe," Emma said breaking the silence we were all suspended in.
"Safe is for the ones that care," I say spinning on my heel and walking to the front of the ship away from the people that think they know me. I don't care if they didn't understand what I said. I lean on the railing not thinking about the water below. Eventually my mind finds it though. I look down into the dark water and feel nothing, no fear, no happiness or joy, I accepted it.
3rd person POV
Alex and Felix looked up when they saw Peter storm into camp. They stood up and went to intercept him their hands locked together naturally.
"What is it Peter?" Alex asked first.
"Emerald has found Rumple and the others."
"How?"
"You told her to run away didn't you?" Alex guessed answering Felix. She sighed and shook her head. "She's a smart girl Peter, not like the blonds the shadow brings when things get stale here. What needs to be done?"
"Nothing she will come back on her own." Peter says confidently.
"You may think you know what she'll do but if what just happened proves anything, it's that you have no idea what move she'll make next," Alex said.
"You came back," Peter said smirking, reminding her of her first few weeks on Neverland.
"She's not me," Alex fires back.
"Be right back," Felix said to Alex slipping away to where the shadow hid far enough away so that Peter didn't sense him.
"What happened?" Felix asked curiously once he reached the shadow.
"It's her," the shadow said in Felix's head instead of answering.
"Just out of curiosity, when Pan is himself again what happens to what's his face? Malcolm?"
"He dies like he should have a long time ago."
Long ago in the Enchanted Forest
The shadow hid in the darkness surrounding Rumpelstiltskin, its presence unknown as the dark one cast a spell. It watched satisfied when the spell was almost complete. Suddenly the dark one's knees buckled and his shadow shot out from him and dove into a portal that opened a few feet away from the caster. The portal was a pearl white however and Rumple's eyes opened as the darkness that was his shadow returned from it's trip the portal closing with a pop.
The dark one froze suddenly and erupted in flames. If shadows could smile Peter Pan's would be grinning from ear to ear sharing Pan's hatred of his brother. When the flames cleared, the shadow saw the dark one become the king of glitter. That symbolized it, he found Peter Pan's true love, and the real savior. The pieces of the puzzle were coming together.
Emerald's POV
"I don't want to talk to you," I say sensing a presence and guessing Rumpelstiltskin.
"All you have to do is listen," said a charming pirate.
"Sorry I thought you were Rumple," I said. Hook was one of my favorite people in Storybrooke. I don't care about the whole grudge thing he had with Rumple. He was trying to help me get over my fear of water for the past two years.
"It's fine. Would you go home if we asked you to?" He asked leaning over the railing next to me.
"Well seeing that Pan's shadow or whatever grabbed me and brought me here, something tells me it could do it again. Then you wouldn't know I was back on the island and etc. And hey I'm probably safer here than back at Storybrooke."
"Good point," Emma said coming from behind me. "But you're staying here with Mary Margaret then."
"You already know what I'm going to say to that," I answer without bothering with all of the hell no's and you can't make me.
"Yep," she answered grabbing my wrist and snapping a handcuff on it before I realized what she was doing I was attached to the ship by a pair of handcuffs.
"Brilliant, attach me to the railing of the ship in plain sight of the island. When I don't see you later, I told you so," I called to Emma's back. I don't need protection from anyone. And people don't decide what I do, plain and simple. I do what I want. I sit down and glare at the group about to leave in the middle of the ship, until everyone but Mary Margaret disappears. "Don't even think about coming over here and talking to me," I yell before she can take a step near me. The woman annoyed me in Storybrooke and that's all she would do now. Snow white was the perfect person, she doesn't do anything wrong and even though she carries a bow, she cannot be classified as a badass. Perfect people annoy me, well everyone annoys me, perfect people are just at the top of the list. I fall asleep using my arm as a pillow trying to come up with a way to be comfortable with my arm in the air above my head.
"Shay don't tell me you believe in ghosts," I tease as my pale faced friend freaks out about the magical closing door.
"Hey, I'm serious strange things have been happening to me for the past week. I always feel like someone is watching me." She says seriously, I raise an eyebrow trying to keep a serious face.
"Why would anyone take an interest in you?" I say jokingly before she pushes me off the couch. "Don't hate me cause I'm right," I say putting my hands in the air in the 'I surrender pose' and dodging the throw pillow she threw at me.
"I'm serious," she insisted. "I just have a bad feeling okay?"
"What about can you be a bit more specific, like are you becoming psychic? What's going to be on the global quiz tomorrow?"
"Fine mock me all you want. I've probably been imagining it all anyways."
"You should really stop doing drugs, or at least get me some so your parents will let you come thinking it's just the new normal how you're acting."
"Haha funny," she said sarcastically.
"I'm hilarious," I say sweetly plopping back down on the couch next to her.
"Hey it started a minute ago change the channel!" She complained.
"It's just a minute of recap and besides someone pushed me on the floor," I say smartly as I change the channel in time to see the end of the recap.
I shudder awake instantly aware of the rocking, too much to be on a ship where I should be. I keep my eyes closed though driven by instinct and listen for clues as to where the hell I am. My cheek is pressed against rough fabric and there's something supporting my back and knees/thighs. Someones carrying me I conclude. But who? Ten bucks says someone I didn't exactly want to see at the moment. What if it's Gold? My mind whispers to itself. I ignore the thoughts leading to Shay and inevitably connecting to the old memory I just relived. Intent on forgetting anything to do with my deceased best friend I focus on escape and more importantly who the hell was carrying me. But escape may come first.
I could one, elbow whoever's chest my cheek was currently resting on before falling on my but and running. I could also punch them in the face. I could two wait it out until they set me down somewhere. Or three quit acting like I was asleep. I opened my eyes and punched a boy in the jaw who promptly dropped me. I ran as soon as I saw light brown hair in curls cut short enough to not be a bother but long enough to cover the ears of none other than Peter Pan. I smirked and ran faster at his anguished sigh.
"Are we really playing this again love? Repetition gets boring," Peter called out lazily.
"You started it when you kidnapped me, again, I might add," I yelled back wondering how I never noticed the birds before. Then wondering why in hell was I looking for birds. I didn't need them to all of a sudden band together and start singing some Disney song that the writers wrote while they were in the happy phase of whatever drug they were starting. I came to a break in the tree and skidded to a stop wondering how I got anywhere besides the middle of the jungle. I walked to the entrance of the cave and set a hand on the side of it warily. I glanced back the way I came in time to see Peter his amused face turning furious when he saw me.
I turned back around before he could stop me and ran into the cave my footsteps echoing around the cave, I stopped once again when I found myself in a giant cavern.