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Chapter 38
Aura's POV:
The nightmares were coming frequently and intensely. Each with one thing in common: Pan was hurting me.
Pan wrapping his hands around my neck, cutting off air circulation. Pan holding my head into the water, the fluid filling my insides. Pan kicking my body, my vision clouded by black spots. Pan holding me down, as he was about to take advantage of me. And lately, him ripping out my heart and squeezing it just enough for me to convulse.
They were just dreams. There were no scars or bruises on my skin. I was breathing just fine, there really wasn't anything wrong with me except for the terrifying dreams.
I kept telling myself that I loved him, that there would be an end to this. And only now did I realize that it was a lie, something I fed to my head and heart. How could anyone love a monster? Not only was it terrible that he was using me for personal gain, casting me aside and locking me up, but not for one second did I doubt that he would do the unspeakable things he had done to me in my nightmares.
He didn't deserve my love. I feared him, like anybody else should've; and I wanted nothing to do with him.
I couldn't take my imprisonment anymore. To end it, all it would take was to jump off the edge of the stone island, into the unknown dark abyss. But I wasn't that brave. And so I cowered into the comfort of my bed, waiting for a miracle to end my misery.
Peter's POV:
Just as one nuisance had left the island, another appeared a couple of days later. As my body registered who had landed on the shore of Neverland, I cringed in disgust. That annoying and irritating girl Wendy had somehow managed to come back.
And from what I could sense, her younger brothers were coming up with a plan on bringing her back home. Was my shadow really so blind; so stupid? Why was it transporting these children here if they had no use to me? It wasn't following the rules, and cheating had to be punished; no exception.
'Master, what's is the problem?' The dark voice feigned innocence and interest.
'I don't quite understand why you brought Wendy back here, for the second time. Hadn't I made it clear that she is useless to me; that she never return to Neverland?' I tried to keep my voice calm and steady.
Wendy arriving on my island seemed to be the root of my problems. Ever since she had set foot on the island, everything was going wrong. Lost Boys weren't listening to me the way they used to, people turned out to be less important than they were; I wasn't really moving forward with becoming fully immortal.
And my little fit of temper a day ago didn't help either, except lose respect and gain fear from the Lost Boys.
'Master, she might have no value being free to you, but if we keep her prisoner here in Neverland, we can use her as a bargaining chip..'
'Making her brothers do what I want.' I finished the sentence.
Just today I had found out the Heart of the Truest Believer was going to be born in a land without magic in roughly 80 years. Since the brothers already lived in that realm, they would stay there until he was born and bring him to me.
'You are to visit John and Michael and give them the message: If they want their precious sister to live, they will have to work for me. I will spare them from becoming Lost Ones, but they will have to do my bidding, whenever I want it; whatever I want. And when they turn eighteen, I'll visit them and keep them from ageing. Wouldn't want them to die before they could actually fulfil their purpose now, would we?' I chuckled at the last bit.
As I saw my shadow leave, its dark form turning smaller and smaller as it got closer to the Second Star to the right, I felt a weird sensation in my chest; a dull throb. But I paid it no mind and continued with my way.
Two people would unite for a cause. A cause that would seemingly want to destroy magic. A Tamara and a Greg; people driven by unfortunate events in their lives. Death of loved ones.
They would pledge their life to an organisation called the "Home Office", made up by teenagers living on an island. So blindly they would follow the requests, never asking questions. Perfect, obedient minions.
Not John and Michael, but Tamara and Greg would succeed in bringing the Heart of the Truest Believer to me. And they would be rewarded, but not how they expect.
No one can rid the world of magic, it is impossible. But it isn't bad letting them think they can destroy it. After all, it is so much easier to get people to hate something than to believe.
I opened my eyes slowly, coming out of a time-consuming vision. Tamara was going to meet Baelfire; Greg was going to meet someone important to the Heart of the Truest Believer. Even though the brothers would fail in their mission, I wouldn't kill Wendy. They all could still be of good use to me.
Everything was falling in to place. Now it was only a matter of time, which I had plenty of, till the Heart was mine and I could live on forever. But for some reason, I felt something was missing.
And as I lay in my bed, the sheets protecting me from the chilly night's air, I finally recognized the dull ache in my chest I had been feeling. I was empty. Un-whole. Vaguely remembering a tale I used to tell the Lost Boys about how soul mates would search for their other heart since they were incomplete without the other person, I shut my eyes and waited for sleep to take over. Only it never did.
The chest ache turned into hunger; hunger for a feeling unknown to me. A craving for affection and tenderness. A longing to be...loved.
So...yeah..now we move on with the plot of Season 3! (just another excuse for me to watch the episodes and freshen up my memory- even though I know every line by heart)
Expect death, betrayal, reunion and some sexy times in the next chapters :)
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Love you all,
aureaborealis