I paced the floor, wringing my clammy hands as they shook violently. I could feel the sweat pouring down my face as my heart raced, my body vibrating with every beat.My whole life, is a lie. My parents are frauds. I don't even know my real parents. What was that purple smoke? I need to get out of here. I bolted to the door, throwing it open. The Lost boys in the clearing all stopped dead, staring at me as I exited the room.
Pan stood from his seat, his whole face beaming. "Well, buys, meet the new Lost Girl!" His eyebrow sharply rose at the boy's silence. "What do you think? Should we test her out?" There was a sudden uproar from the group, the weapons raised above their heads.
Felix stepped over and threw a sword at my feet, "What?"
Pan plucked the sword from the ground and thrust it into my hands, winking as he walked by, "Rufio, your first!"
I lobbed the weapon at the ground, covering it with a small dust cloud. "No, I'm not hurting a kid!" I turned and trekked into the forest, my hair jostled by wind, an arrow penetrated the bark of the tree next to me. The boys hollered, encouraging him on. He dashed for me, tackling me to the ground. He pressed his knee into my back, grabbing a fistful of my hair and forcing my head from the ground. The cold metal of a knife pressed against my throat. The boys, Felix included, encouraging him to continue. He nicked my throat, blood trailing down my neck into the earth below.
Pan stepped forward, grabbing Rufio by the hood and dragging him off me. I hastily stood up, twisting the boys. He dropped the knife, howling in pain. I plucked the knife from the ground and kicked his leg from under him causing him to land on it. I grasped a fistful of his hair and ripped his head up, pressing the metal to his throat. Pan stared at me, his eyes wide and eyebrows high. I kicked the boy to the ground.
Peter clapped tauntingly, "What out boys, she's fierce!" I hurled the blade at Pan, puncturing the ground between his feet as he tried to step towards me. I turned from him, trekking into to dark woods, the groups jeers at Rufio behind me.