The farther I hiked, the darker and colder the woods became. I hugged myself,

cursing that I forgot my hoodie at home the night I hopped out my window. God, how long have I been here now? I heard rustling behind me and pivoted. Pan was leaning against a tree behind me, arms crossed, a smug expression on his face. "Your remembering aren't you? You remember the Enchanted Forest."

"Yes, but- but some of it is still missing. All I remember is Grannies."

"Good. I helped you remember that and I can help you remember the rest, just like before." He stepped forward, taking my hand in his.

I ripped my hand from his and pushed him away. "I don't want you to! What was that shit you pulled back there huh? I could have gotten killed by him! He cut me!" I grazed the cut with my fingers, showing him my blood.

Cringing, he took a ragged cloth out of his pocket. He grabbed my hand, wiping off the blood. He reached for my throat, but I whacked his hand away, "I don't want your help. I want to go home!"

He gripped my hand, pushing it against my chest forcing me backwards into a tree. "You're going to get it anyways, you need your memories back, I need you back."

I tried to wriggle free, "Let go! You're hurting me!" I pushed on his chest with my free hand to no avail. "Go away!" I shoved once more, the air around us rippling, He was thrown back against a tree, knocking him down.

I ran in the other direction, Pan chasing after me. I hide behind a tree as he continued past, "Kendra!"

He advanced on, calling my name. I slid down the bark, sighing. I stared down at my hands, my whole body shaking. I turned them towards the ground, trying to do the same thing. I pushed at the air, nothing. I tried again, nothing. Frustrated, I flung my hands towards the ground, a cloud of dirt and leaves flew from the spot. My jaw dropped, That's how I lived from the mermaid!

"Alright, dearie. Are you rady for your lesson?" The imp stood by the door to my bedroom as I stood at the balcony, looking over my mothers land.

"You're not going to make me kill anyone are you?" I twisted my head to stare at him as he sauntered farther into my room.

"I am your teacher, and what I decide to teach is what you will learn."

I sighed and rolled my hip against the fence, turning my body towards him, "Fine, what are we doing today?"

"Well since you're still too weak to learn how to even defend yourself," I glared at him, which he ignored, "We'll be learning more, practical means to magic." He opened his hand that was soon shrouded in a purple mist, an apple in his hand; which he promptly took a bite from.

"Fuck!" I murmured harshly, grabbing my head. More memories flooding in. All my lessons with the imp, Rumplestiltskin, to learn magic. It felt like my head was splitting open, excruciating pain shooting through me. Everything started to go dark, leaves were rustling near me.

Pan knelt in front of me, grabbing my face, "Shhh, it's ok, I'm here." Then everything went black.