Chapter 3- Running For My Life

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"What do you want, Pan?" Leslie asked quietly. The young boy smirked as she avoided meeting his gaze.

"I want to play a game," Peter replied. The young girl raised an eyebrow.
"A game?"

"Yes, a game," he repeated. "A game of hide and seek."
Leslie suddenly felt a chill go her spine. "This isn't the friendly hide and seek, is it?" she asked in a shaky voice.

Peter chuckled, "You're a smart girl. You have a 10 minute head start. After that, the Lost Boys and I will come for you."

"And what will you do to me if you find me?"

Peter's smile darkened. "Who knows? I'll decide for you."

Leslie stood frozen in her place. The immortal boy chuckled once more, "I would start running and hiding."

Leslie snapped out of her trance and ran. When she was far enough, Peter turned to the boys and smirked. "Go and get her boys."

Twigs and rocks jabbed at her ankles as she sprinted away. The trees surrounding her seemed to curl and grasp for her, as if saying, "Running is useless."

"No," she thought. She would run, and those creeps would never find here. Her heart raced as ragged breaths escaped gee pale pink lips.

Her sides burned, her calves burned. Hell, everything burned. Leslie continued to make her way through the woods. She was far ahead of those dreaded boys who would most likely kill her if she were to get caught.

'There is no harm in catching my breath,' the girl thought, halting as she doubled over. Shaking lips drew in greedy gasps of air. Her muscles screamed in triumph now that her lengthy sprint was done.

"Alright," she breathed. "Let's go-" Leslie was cut off by a rough hand covering her mouth, along with a dark and sinister chuckle.

"Found you."

Leslie struggled in the boy's grasp. "Let me go!" she tried to cry out, but the sound was muffled out.

The boy chuckled at her helplessness. "Now, what to do with you? Should I let the wasps here sting you? Or should I slit your throat; quick and easy?" He said, raising a dagger to her throat.

Leslie froze in her place, now shaking in fear. Her eyes searched around, looking for some sort of way to escape the situation. She looked and sighed shakily. She knew she'd probably get out of his hair. She bit down on the stranger's finger; her teeth practically bit through the skin, the power of the bite causing the boy to draw back.

"Shi-!" he hissed in pain. He drew his arm back quickly as Leslie spun out of his grip, accidentally slicing her cheek in the process.

Blood seeped through the long but small cut. Leslie looked up and glared at the boy. "I know you...you're that boy, Felix. His right hand man; you work for Pan."

Felix, sucking on his injured finger, growled at her. "You little wench! You'll pay for that..."

He then whistled at something, behind her. Leslie turned around and saw mermaids rising from the lagoon. She gasped and tried to move, but it was too late. The mermaids grabbed her and dragged her down.

Water started swirling around her, and it was becoming more of a struggle to breathe. Her chest tightened as her lungs started to shrink. 'I can't give up! I have to hold it in!' She thought. But as she was dragged down deeper and deeper, Leslie couldn't hold it in any longer and let her breath go. The air bubbles floated up to the surface and her hazel eyes started to close.

Before she blacked out, a voice sang to her, "Heal what has been hurt...change the fate's design. Save what has been lost; bring back what once was mine..."

A sudden glow sparked and the mermaids fled when they felt Pan's presence.

Peter's POV

I smirked as the lost boys sprinted towards the woods, howling like wild animals. It's been a while since we've had girl on the island (not since Wendy), let alone since we've had this much fun.

I chuckled at the thought of her trying to run away from us. She should know it is useless trying at all. I'm practically one with the island, so I know exactly where she is.

Having these sort of advantages helps a lot when trying to mess with the mind of someone we try to control. Having her on the island helps entertain the boys. They get to have their fun, like hide and seek, and I get to watch as she slowly questions her sanity.

I walked into the woods, heading into the direction she ran in. I felt her bolt to a stop.

Grinning, I knew she was out of breath. That's good. Which means I'll catch up to her soon. Now, don't mistake my motives as if trying to kill her. I don't want to kill her. I'm not THAT cruel. I simply have her as a plaything. If she's here, then the boys don't have to always ask me if I can play a game. As leader, I get tired from watching over this island. If she's here, then they have something to mess with.

I slowly walked, near her location. I grinned as I knew how close I was to catching her, but that thought soon went away as I felt two hands grab my shoulders. On instinct, I turned around and lifted my dagger, but soon lowered it as I saw it was just Tink, standing there with her arms crossed.

"What do you want, Tink?" I asked, annoyed.

She raised an eyebrow. "I heard you brought back another girl," she said to me.

I smirked at her, "What? Jealous again, Tink?"

She rolled her eyes at me, "Not in a million years, Pan, would I be jealous."

I chuckled, "Seriously though, why are you asking?"

"Because I know this is going to cause trouble. You know that some of the boys here aren't too fond of girls because they think they're a nuisance and-"

"Yes, but I also don't see the problem, dealing with the fact that you yourself are a girl and they have no problem with you," I stated, interrupting her.

Tinker Bell sighed in frustration. "That's not the point! This girl has a home; a family. She probably doesn't even want to be here."

"She called for someone to take her away from her home. All my shadow did was answer that call and did what she wanted," I answered.

"Pan, did you even think for a second that she was just frustrated with whoever that caused her to say those words? "

I shook my head. "Then she should've not asked to leave."

My smirk widened as she gave another frustrated groan and threw her hands in the air. "Fine, Pan. Don't listen to me. But just know that you're causing some big trouble. ...I hope you know what your doing..."

She then walked away, out of my sight. Good, now I can get back to that girl.

...Wait...there's another precense with her... And it doesn't have a good feeling to it.

I quickened my pace towards the location. I made sure to keep track of her signal, but as I neared closer, her signal suddenly faded. I sprinted and saw Felix looking at the Lagoon. That means...Oh, bullocks...

I don't know why...but I felt like I needed to save her. Usually I don't care but...I jumped in and saw her figure slowly descending, unmoving. Shit...

I swam towards her, nearing the mermaids. And then, something strange happened. Her hair...it started to glow a golden light. Her hair is glowing...and I thought I'd seen weird stuff before, not to mention there was a faint humming. And it sure wasn't coming from the mermaids. The mermaids hissed at the sudden brightness and I took my chance to carry her up to dry land. Once our bodies hit the surface, I saw the Lost Boys gathered, as if waiting for me. I laid her on the ground and looked at her still form. I checked her vital signs. She's not breathing and she has no pulse.

Now what am I going to do?

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