Chapter Four
To Break Away
When I fly, it's with a certain effortlessness all I feel is freedom and warmth. A flicker of glistening stars radiate in the obsidian sky as I force myself past the bluster of wind with ease. Just looking down towards the Island of Neverland, the shrouded dark green trees, the shining waters and the flicker of fire from our camp in the distance, I can't help but feel tranquil. Burdens and uneasy feelings just drift away as I fly. In fact, everything drifts away even my sense of time and I can't help but wonder how long I've been flying for. That's what happens in Neverland, time doesn't exist and no one increases in age yet we are aware of how long we spend in Neverland. There's only an abundance of time in our thoughts when we want there to be. If I concentrate I can decipher that I've been in flight for about twenty minutes, that makes me wonder how long Peter will take in the war room; also makes me wonder what they're planning.
Peter Pan eyes each of his Lost Boys, he's only chosen his most reliable to be part of this meeting in the war room. His feet remain resting on the top of the oaken wooden table as he sits in his extravagant kingly chair. His mind keeps wandering back to Kira…her naked body tied up in the vines, imagining the other creative things he would like to do to her, fucking Felix, he knows when I have important matters to attend to. Pan's eyes shoot towards Felix, a glare resonating from him reflecting his thoughts.
Felix shifts uncomfortably in his seat and the five other lost boys await for their King to speak, to discuss the malevolent plan he will undertake. Peter Pan then lets out a small sigh, as if bored and then he speaks. "You all know why you're here, I'm sure Felix explained it to you." Pan says to the lost boys and as they all nod in response, he continues. "We need to deal with the pirates once and for all. Their love sick pathetic excuse for a Captain has interfered enough. He'll do anything to take our Queen from us and I want to stop that from being a problem."
The only lost boy who is unafraid to speak up in Pan's presence, at least when not directed to, is Felix. "You want us to kill him Pan?" Felix asks without hesitation, knowing that he'd do anything to please his King and anything to protect his Queen.
Peter thinks for a few moments, considering the cruelest and crushing options he could use on Hook. Then he lifts his green eyes and sadistically grins. "No, killing would be too easy, killing would be merciful compared to what I want him to go through." Pan then sweeps his legs from the table and stands up, starting to pace the room. Then he stops in his place. "We're going to take away the very thing he loves most. Yes, we already have Kira I took her memories of him and ripped them apart. He knows that she'll always be mine, but the one thing that keeps that enduring form of hope inside of him is that she's alive and that makes him think one day he'll get Kira back." The lost boys feel a hidden sense of eagerness as they watch the ruthless and vicious plan start to fall into place and Peter Pan starts to feel the burning need for vengeance as he thinks over his brilliant plan. "I'm going to watch his heart break, he'll end up wanting to rip if from his own chest. I'm going to kill Kira."
I fly back towards the camp, hoping that Peter hasn't realised that I've gone and from the small number of lost boys surrounding the camp fire, I notice that he must still be in the war room. I land just a few metres from the camp and head back in undetected by the lost boys. I feel invigorated and I brush a self-conscious hand over my windblown hair. I take a seat by the campfire, away from the other lost boys who are either tribal dancing or getting drunk from moonshine. My breathing starts to settle down after flying, and my heaving chest lessens into a more controlled pace. One of the lost boys, Damian offers me some moonshine and I take the glass. "Is Peter still in the war room?" I ask and Damian nods, taking a seat beside me on the wooden log.
Damian is one of the lost boys that I can actually get along with, the others I only tolerate as they're too determined to be an imitation of Pan, they're lackeys without their own minds, Damian at least has some of his own thoughts left. "He's been in there for a while and got his best lost boys in there." Damian tells me, with no form of bitterness in his voice. The only reason Peter hasn't listen Damian as one of his best lost boy's, is because when he takes orders he does so reluctantly depending on what the order is. He's considered a wild card and Damian also has a slightly rebellious nature, but he's smart enough to keep his thoughts about Peter Pan to himself, not to mention smart enough to know when to not disobey Pan.
"It must be serious then." I murmur, biting on my lip slightly in thought.
"So no, he won't know that you went flying away from the camp." Damian tells me and my startled gaze flickers over to him. "I won't mention it to him."
"I know you won't." I say to Damian, knowing that I consider him as a friend. "Then again, if you noticed…nothing gets past Peter."
"I guessed, you always go flying when you need to think about things, or not think at all." Damian replies and then suddenly his gaze shoots past me and he slowly gets up from his seat. I turn my eyes behind me and see Peter standing there, now I know why Damian wasn't so quick to get up that's part of his rebellious nature, he knows that it'll piss Peter off, he needs to be more careful in angering Peter.
"Damian, I'm sure you have somewhere else to be." Peter says, that being a demand instead of a suggestion, the jealous undertone making his words cutting. Damian nods and heads off, then Peter presses his hand against my back and leads me away from the main camp. "Enjoy flying?" Peter asks me, but I know it's more rhetorical then him being considerate.
We head towards the dark, shadowed and lingering trees in the wildest part of the forest and I reply, "I haven't flown in sometime." I feel his hand on my back press against me more tightly and our walk slows to a saunter. "I know you told me to stay at the camp but-."
"I did." He replies and then in only a moment Peter Pan spins my body around and crushes me against a tree, his hands constraining my shoulders and I wince as I feel the bark of the tree press against my back. "Don't disobey me Kira, ever." His alluring and intense green eyes penetrate into mine and I hesitantly stare back.
"I'm sorry." I whisper back and his tight grip on me lessens, his hand then caressing against my cheek.
"I just want you to be safe Kira. The real reason I wanted you to stay in the camp is because I've had word that the pirates are planning to use you against me. They want your blood on their hands, knowing what it'll do to me." Pan's anger from his voice softens yet it's deadly serious
"But why would they want me?" I ask, stunned at the very thought, then my eyes avert distracted as Peter lowers his hand towards my collarbones, slowly going lower and brushing against the top of my breasts. "Peter…"
His green eyes are focused, wanting, needing. "They don't like that I withhold the power in Neverland. Taking you away from me will diminish that power and lessen it. Though you needn't worry, I have a plan to stop them from claiming you." He then looks at me again, then towards my lips which I can't help but bite in anticipation but before he leans towards me I speak.
"What plan? The one you were discussing with the other lost boys?" I ask and he shows me a slight nod.
"All I need you to do is trust me Kira. You know that I'd never let any harm come to you. This plan will make sure that the pirates will never get to you again." Peter reassures me and I feel my heart press against my chest from his words.
"I trust you." I honestly tell him and then before I can say another word, his lips urgently press against mine and as I reach my hands up towards his chest, he wraps his around the lower part of my hips, his body pressing me against the tree and a certain part of him hardening against my leg. Peter Pan does have a somewhat animalistic nature when it comes to sex, it's all or nothing and he has to be the one in control or else he gets bored.
His lips stay on mine as his hands trail without haste down towards my underwear, nearly ripping them from me as they end up far enough down my legs for him to explore me. His hand brushes against the most sensitive part of my body and I feel tingling sensations run through me. With his left hand remaining where I want it, his right hand then lifts my leg up to wrap around his body. As little gasps of breath come from me, Peter slightly pulls down his trousers, revealing his member and I then feel him enter me. I bite my lip to refrain from letting out another gasp and my hands drift to his hair, pulling tightly on it to keep stable on the tree. With each thrust, I feel my stomach tighten and a tension starts to build up inside me. "Let go Kira." Peter Pan whispers in my ear, his voice strained as he starts to build. We release together and our bodies shake as we do so.
My hands drop from his hair and he collapses against me, lightly pressing me against the tree. My back feels sore, scratched up from the bark on the tree and we stay pressed against each other, our arms and legs tangled with each other's bodies and then Peter backs away from me, grabbing my hand and pulling me off the tree. He then kneels down and his fingers take hold of my underwear, pulling them up my body and back into place. "The plan will happen tonight." Peter tells me, our thoughts reluctantly bouncing back to the subject. "We'll be heading to the edge of the island by the waterfall, just do as I say Kira and everything will be fine." On those last words, Peter Pan walks away, leaving me alone in the wildness of the forest, out of breath and tormented about what's to come.
We arrive at the waterfall, the raining stream of water glistening as it drifts down. Peter, Felix, the five other lost boys named Malachi, Nick, Jasper, Ares and Blaze stay hidden behind a group of a wild mess of trees and bushes alongside me. Peter starts giving orders, stating that the pirates were falsely tipped off that some of the lost boys were to come here for a water commute, the perfect trap as Peter knows that the pirates will do anything to get information from the lost boys about Pan and his whereabouts. "Felix, Jasper and Malachi I want you three flanking me, remain hidden. Blaze and Ares head to the other side of the waterfall, Hook will bring his best pirates, I want you to take them by surprise, take them out." Peter commands them and Blaze and Ares head off towards their positions and then Peter looks at me. "Kira, you know what to do, everything will be fine."
"The more you say that, the more nervous I feel." I reply, folding my arms and Peter narrows his eyebrows at me. "I understand." I reassure him and then his frustrated gaze turns towards the area around the waterfall. "There they are." I whisper and Peter, places a finger over his lips and I remain quiet.
The Captain of the pirates, Hook as Peter called him, walks in front of the group of six other pirates his blue eyes scan the area and his sharply cut hook on his left hand is raised cautiously. "They should be here." Hook grumbles, his voice loud enough to show his frustration.
"Maybe they heard us coming." One of the pirate lackeys responds and they all stop in their place, eyes darting around the area.
"Search the forest outside the area, they can't be far." Hook motions to four of his pirates and once they leave I am sure they've been discreetly silenced by the talented assassin-like skilled lost boys Blaze and Ares.
"Your turn." Peter whispers harshly against my ear and pushes me out, the silhouette of my body showing in the light reflecting from the waterfall.
"Who goes there?" The captain calls out and I step further near the waterfall, yet still keeping a reputable distance away from him. He then notices me and his eyes open…in what appears to be either wonderment or surprise.
"I'd say the same to you. You won't show no trouble will you? What are you doing in this part of the forest?" I ask them, keeping them preoccupied before the plan properly sets into motion.
"We had heard the lost boys were coming here." Captain Hook replies, his voice slightly wavering, he can't be scared of me that'd be rather unusual.
"So you were going to kidnap them? Are you going to kidnap me too?" I narrow my eyes to him and I take a step back, readying myself.
"No. I don't wish to do that. Why are you here?" The Captain asks me, most likely lying about his intentions.
"Well, I like to bathe here, can't really do that now…Peter warned me of you, of pirates. He told me to run if I saw you, he said you wish to hurt me." I explain to them, blame flitting towards the pirates and the captain then starts to shake his head.
"No, I never wish to hurt you Kira." Hook responds, a sad urgency to his voice as if he wants me to believe him, believe a pirate.
"Kira…how do you know my name?" I ask him and before I can get an answer Peter Pan steps out from the shadows and reaches behind me.
"What did I tell you about running off Kira? And you…pirate, I constantly tell you to stay away from her and that you can never take her but you never listen. In fact I'm getting tired of your disobedience." Peter silently threatens the captain and his look turns brutal. Peter Pan then plunges his hand into my chest and reaches towards my heart, I let out a painful gasp and I can barely breathe. The Captain shouts out, running towards me but Peter uses his power to push him back, the air throwing the Captain to the ground. "This is your punishment, if you are so insistent on having her, so determined to take her away, then I don't really see the point of letting you have her at all. I'd rather her be dead then let her be in love with you." Peter then rips out the heart from my chest, my mind too unfocused to determine what is being said between them, I'm in a daze.
Felix steps out from the shadows and stands beside Peter, another part of the plan. Peter then wraps his arm around my neck, plants a kiss on my cheek and stares daggers towards Captain Hook. "Goodbye Kira, it was fun while it lasted." Peter Pan then crushes my heart and it turns into dust. I collapse to the ground, unmoving and not breathing. I hear silence and then the most terrifying, heart wrenching cry of pain, screaming, from the Captain? But why…I don't understand…a masquerade ball, a man with black hair and electric blue eyes…the captain? I then hear Peter's voice. "Such a waste, I guess the only good thing that may come from this is that you can now work for me in a more civilised manner. I'll be seeing you soon Hook." Peter warns, spitting on the ground. "Felix take the body." I feel Felix pick me up in his arms and as we walk farther away from the waterfall, I hear the cries of the Captain lessen in the distance. Was he crying over me? What were those images I saw? Thoughts? Dreams? Memories?
I then feel the crackling warmth of the fire as I'm placed on the ground and then I feel something plunge back into my chest, my heart. I suddenly feel my heart beat again and I open my eyes, standing up slowly, my arms shaking slightly. "Did it work?" I ask hesitantly and Peter grins.
"It went perfectly. The pirates won't be able to hurt you now Kira. We've already had word that they're leaving Neverland, for now at least." Peter responds, his grin smug and satisfied,
"It's a good thing Pan crushed the right heart." Felix inputs and I shoot a glare towards him which he gladly takes with a menacing smile.
"Felix I know the difference between my Queen's heart and a stag's, unfortunately for the Captain, he doesn't." Peter's smile widens with slight malevolence and I can't help but feel unnerved. Did I do the right thing? Something doesn't feel right, but I guess that doesn't matter now. So I push those images that I seemingly hallucinated away from my mind and I watch as the lost boys head into celebration, cracking open the moonshine and dancing around the fire. Despite the questioning voice at the back of my mind, when I look at Peter I feel calm and I know that what he did and the reasons he created the plan to drive away the pirates was to protect me. Protect you or own you? I crush that thought immediately, knowing not to think like that. All that I know is that all I need is Peter Pan and Neverland, my King and my home.