A/N: Hey hey people! First off, I'm sorry for the long hiatus. I have to readjust for school. Also summer is almost here so expect this story to get back on a regular schedule. But hey, c'est la vie. And Blood (the silver wolf and a main character) was submitted by my friend! And he finally got a fanfic account so check out his profile, JustAWolfLover. He also has a story coming out, though I can't remember if he is just putting it on one site or on fanfic as well. If not then you'll find him at (as well as me. I am Imari Hasty [that's an alias] and he is Omar Ramirez.). Thanks for reading and the whole story will be edited later. P.S. I uploaded two one-shots recently. One is on fanfiction called Doubting. It's a fan fiction on Divergent for those who are interested. The other is on (sister site to ) under the name Imari12. The title for that is The King's Flower. I just loved writing that one, and I'm going to turn it into a series later on, probably after this story. Sorry to those LokixSigyn fans who were expecting a fan fiction on that next but this story has peaked my interest to the max.
Mari's P.O.V.
Flora said she didn't say anything to Peter other than asking him what he was planning. But after we had gone through the whole being led around to the surface thing (seriously these guys are way to secretive.), I was beginning to doubt it. I could tell she was getting irritated the closer we got to him just by the way she spoke. Her voice got clipped and soon she all together stopped talking. When the blindfolds were off and my eyes had adjusted to the light I looked for Pan immediately.
He looked agitated as well but beautiful. The sun glinted off his curls, and for some reason he seemed unreasonably tall. And I'm standing here fresh out of bed with morning breath and bed hair, I thought bitterly.
"Well, good morning." Flora's arms were crossed in front of her, her hip popped out in a defensive stance. "Are you ready?"
He gave a sideways glance at her but didn't even bother to look my way. Jerk. "We'll be heading to an area closer to your village, but still secluded."
"Then I think we would know about it. Tell me more." Flora demanded this as soon as the words were out of his mouth. This girl... I swear she's trying her hardest to piss him off. But at the moment, he could be red in the face with anger for all I care. I'm still stinging from last night's argument.
"No, you wouldn't know, but you'll find out when we get there." And without saying another word he set off walking, still not even sparing me a glance. Funny how my chest kind of hurts... I don't think I ate anything to give me heartburn though...
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Why can't anything be close to each other in Neverland?! Is there some kind of rule that says no important places can be in 1 hour distance from each other? Seriously! Why does everything have to be so far away? The sun's already beginning to go down and we've been walking since around noon. In silence. The forest has gotten thicker, and I know that as soon as night falls I'll be falling over every little thing. I was getting irritated and worried at the same time.
Why hasn't he said anything? Flora has just been giving him the silent treatment and she gave up trying to talk to me a long time ago. He couldn't be that angry over last night…Was he? He had to be if he was ignoring me like this. I walked a bit faster, right past Flora and matching my pace to Peter's.
"We," I panted a little. "We need to talk."
"About?" He wasn't out of breath and he was staring placidly ahead of him.
"Peter, stop it." He just clenched his jaw ignoring me. Was he really going to go on like this? I stopped walking all together and Flora quickly caught up to; he kept walking as if I had never even said anything.
"No, that's it-" Flora's face was flushed angrily but I stopped her.
"No, it's fine," I muttered quietly, swallowing the lump that was rising in my throat. "Let's just get to wherever it is he's going then go home. I'm done."
She gave me a curious look, a little worry frown pulling at her mouth. "You're done? Mari-"
"It's okay, let's just go. I'm tired and I want to go home. This was a mistake." She didn't respond but grabbed my arm and held on to me softly as we followed Peter at a distance. When had it gotten so big between us?
Maybe it had always been that way and I just didn't notice. He was from what time-period again? Maybe I didn't want to notice. I was just grabbing onto whatever I could, whatever comfort and acceptance that was available to me. I was flattered by his sudden affection for me, but when I think about it, it wasn't love. Love isn't made that fast. I knew I didn't love him but I thought maybe I could. Maybe I still can, but I think he's made it clear that he won't ever even consider loving me. Loving me. Ha. Tears burned bitterly at the back of my eyelids and I ducked my head. He was right. I was so weak, crying over lost love, when there wasn't even any love to begin with.
How could he love me? How could anyone love me? Or even like me? The headmistress at the orphanage had said this over and over to me but I hadn't paid any more attention to her I had to. But she was right to. What was I? Just some poor, ugly, stupid girl who was only good for cooking. That was me. No. That's who I am now. Still. I understand now. I was caught up in the adventure of Neverland, but I was coming back to my senses now. I am nobody, and a somebody like Peter will never love me. I'm just a nuisance.
Flora's P.O.V.
After her short encounter with Pan, Mari had lapsed into a tearful silence. I wanted to throw my dagger into his back but I won't just because it would upset her and Ina. Takoda would praise me forever, though. He had made it clear that he did not like Pan. We had been walking for hours and Pan had told the truth when he said that it was near my village. But we were still heading in the opposite direction from home.
Suddenly the trees broke into an open grotto, filled with white sand. There was a rising cliff that spread out over the water and underneath it a dark cove. Sharp black rocks rose jaggedly from the water; a ships nightmare. Pan stopped at our sudden change in scenery and walked swiftly to the water, permanently stopping at the water line.
"This is it?" I asked coldly, releasing Mari from my grasp. She didn't respond.
"Yes."
"What are we waiting for? Better yet, who?"
"My informant."
"Be more specific." I knew his type. They didn't like to be ordered around and the fact that I was hundreds of years younger probably made him even angrier.
"She'll introduce herself," Pan spoke wryly and Mari stiffened at the word she. "I'm sure of it." We were at a cove, and it was a girl informant.
"A mermaid then."
"How clever of you." Oh, hell no.
"Look, you can be GOD for all I care, but let's get this straight. You don't speak to me like that! I am NOT one of your retarded little boys so you can just stop with that right now. And another thing-"
"Hello!" A melodic voice rang out from the water, saving Pan from getting cursed out. A girl with wet black curling her framing her shoulders waved at us from a rock. When I look closely, I can see streaks of red and purple in her hair, maybe other colors as well. It's getting a little dark for me to tell, and she's on a rock that in the shade of the cove.
"Hello," I smiled uneasily at her. She may sound cheerful, but I doubt that she is an air head. "Who are you?" She disappeared beneath the water, and then reappeared on a rock closer to us, at an alarmingly fast rate.
"Peter, didn't tell you?!" Peter? "Well, I'm Dyiashia. But you can call me Dy." Her eyes roved over me, taking in everything that they could. They were blood red and big, framed by dark lashes. Her eyes move to Mari, who is openly staring her down. Didn't Mari mention that she didn't get along with mermaids that well? That could explain why she looked so suspicious of Dy. It was either that or because she was close to Peter. Or both.
"And you must be Mari! Peter's told me so much about you. Well not a lot. He gets shy." She winked at her, a gesture that Mari seemed to ignore. "Oh, Peter! She's prettier than I thought! I can see why you-"
"Dy," Pan hurriedly interrupted her. "You sent a message saying that you know where the Orb is." He glanced around suspiciously at the cove. We all turned to look there but there was nothing.
"Yes… I have it actually." She looked ruefully at Mari, but she wasn't even paying attention. Instead she was staring back into the woods.
"You do?!" I had never heard excitement in Pan's voice and it came as a shock. I watched in wonder as he advanced into the water towards Dy.
"Flora!" I jumped. Mari had managed to sneak up on me and whisper in my ear. "They're here!"
"Who?"
"The wolves! They followed us!" I glance back into the woods, and squint into the shadows. And sure enough, a silver coat sparkles dimly in the dark. Blood's stance is tense and the others are behind him. What's wrong? I suddenly become nervous. They always know when something is wrong, and if they followed us all the way here, danger is on the way.
"Pan…" I call out quietly to him. "Pan. We need to go."
Maybe the danger is Dy. He is standing in front of her, not far out into the water. He shoulders are hunched and terse. He shifts a bit, giving us only a side profile of his face. It's illuminated by a glow. Is that the Orb? Mari doesn't even try to keep the alarm out of her voice.
"Peter!" He drops the shielded object and whips around toward us. Once again I'm shocked by his actions. His face is contorted into a worried look and he gazes at Mari. I guess that even though he is a jerk, he still cares for her.
"What? What is it?" He's already recomposing himself, but he's struggling to keep the worry out of his voice. Dy reaches down and fishes out a wet cloth from the water. I'm guessing it's the Orb.
"For someone who has been searching centuries for this thing, you don't seem to care right now…" She muses out loud, locking eyes with Mari. A small smile crinkles her eyes.
"We need to go, it's not safe here." I say this as calmly as I can. If the wolves sense danger and consider it a threat, I know we can't handle it.
"It's fine," He turns back toward Dy.
"No, it's not! Pan, this isn't a game. You got what you wanted, now let's go." I head for the water. If he isn't going to come willingly then we're going to drag him back. Mari follows suit, though I think it's more out of want for comfort. When we reach the water's edge he begins making his way toward us, cradling the Orb in his arms. Dy swims ahead and pulls herself onto the sand. Can she breathe without water? She shouldn't be able to. Pan makes it to us, and Mari seems to forget all about the mysterious danger that's here.
"Is that it? The Orb?" She barely whispers this.
"Yes," Pan begins to unwrap it.
"No! Stop!" That one small movement has sent her into a panic.
"Yes, don't do it here. Instead, let's go!" I try to usher them back to the woods, and I hear a low growl behind me. Glancing back, I can see Blood and his pack edging forward, teeth bared. Oh, no!
"What are they doing?" Dy looks behind my legs to get a better view of the wolves.
"They're warning us! Let's go!" But in that short time Pan and Mari have immersed themselves into a quiet argument over the pros and cons of the Orb. I stare in disbelief.
"I don't understand why you even need it!"
"It's not about you understanding anything. It's about-"
"Peter, that's not the point! What's it even going to do? You thought about that?!"
"Of course I have. I know what it's going to do and it'll do what I want it to do."
"I can't believe you two!" I cut into the argument. "Did you not just hear Blood growl?! We have to go!" I fling my hand back at the wolves, who are still holding their battle stance. We've wasted too much time.
"Oh, leaving so soon?" Out of nowhere, a smooth voice floats to through the air. We all turn to see a well-dressed man. He has shoulder length, curly black hair with weird streaks of blond in it. A red hat cast a shadow over his face, but I can still see his smirking lips. His attire is predominantly red and he wears knee length boots. A pirate.
Anger boils in me, not only because I hate him already, but because we could have avoided this whole mess if we had just left like I had said. But now here we were, with a pirate and his lackey's (that have begun to appear from the shadows of the cove.) who want who-knows-what.
"Hook." It's a short cold statement that emits from Pan in way very similar to a growl. He holds the Orb closer to him with one hand, and pulls Mari behind him with the other.
"Pan!" The man, Hook, claps his hands together in a gesture of happiness. "It's been a long time? Hasn't it, boy? How are you?"
"Why are you here?"
"Come now, you're smarter than that. You know why." A growl erupts from Blood again, reminding us of his presence. Why isn't he attacking? "Cute doggie you have there. But, boy, did you really think that you were the only one with an advantage here? You may have that thing over there," He nods toward Dy, who gives him a death glare. "But I have the same abilities." Pan's eyes darken, and the water begins to boil around Dy. When did she even get back in the water? And is she doing that?!
"That doesn't make a difference now. I found it first." Hook burst out laughing. It was a deep rumbling sound, husky in a way. But it still sent shivers down my back. He had to have a reason to be confident like this.
"You still have a childish personality. 'Finders keepers', eh?" A sigh left him as if this was all a big joke. "Boy, it doesn't work like that. When will you learn?"
Pan just set his jaw, and clung on to the Orb tighter.
"Alas," Hook dug into his coat pocket and pulled out a gun, pointing it at Pan. I had only ever seen one. Mother kept it from the war. She had found it on a dead pirate. "Hand over the Orb, boy." All the cheerfulness is gone from his from his voice. Only coldness.
The water began to churn even more, waves began to rise and hit the rocks angrily, as we all stood in a silent stand still. I could no longer see Mari's face because she was in front of me, but her hand dug painfully into Pan's shoulder. At least it looked that way. I glanced at the Blood. He was looking at me. Waiting for my signal. UGH! Why did it just now occur to me that that was what he was waiting for?
"You don't care if I shoot you? Think you'll survive another bullet? Or that maybe I won't do it?" Hook chuckled at Pan, as one would at a small child. "Well, you're right. You are just too interesting for me to just kill you off right now. But the pretty little thing behind you?" He shifted his aim onto Mari, and she flinched.
"Well, I wouldn't mind that at all. She seems a bit familiar. In fact this whole situation is a bit familiar. Reminds me of Gwendolyn." Pan stiffened up even more, and turned shifted a little toward Mari. "What did you call her again, boy? It's been so long… Wendy? What a darling girl she was. Ah-ah, no moving now or I won't even give her a chance. Give me the Orb."
Pan still didn't move but his shoulders slumped. I glanced at Dy. Her tail was whipping around angrily. And she was staring intensely at the wolves. She looked up at me and narrowed her eyes. She tilted her head towards the wolves. Now. Now was the time.
I let out a shrill whistle and Blood and his wolves flew into action. Growls and barks emitted from the pack like thunder. And the bullets went off. Hook shot at a Blood, who had headed straight for him but missed (I suspect that he didn't miss because of lack of skill but from shock of being attacked). His lackey's immediately began shooting at the wolves, while simultaneously running away. At least most of them ran, others tried to advance toward us. For the Orb. Dy not shot heavy columns of water at the pirates. A storm raged in the ocean in front of us.
Pan whipped around to us, and shoved the Orb into Mari's arms.
"Go." She glanced back at me and Dy. Dy shook her head.
"I'm not leaving you. And Peter, you're an idiot for thinking that I would." Another shot of water. I stared worriedly at my wolves. Them against guns. But they seemed to be keeping the scales even. I cringe when I see a pirate throw a knife at Blood though. He yaps in pain and retreats. It had hit him in the face, cutting his eye. His mouth was already bloody but now blood dripped from his eye. Oh, someone was going to pay for this. No one hurts my wolf! But… Where was Hook?!
"Just go!" Pan tried to turn Mari by her shoulders but she wrestled out of his hold. He turned to me with desperation in his eyes. What a pretty gray color they were. "Take her with you. Please, she won't listen to me-"
He was interrupted by a shot of water that forced him to the ground a few feet away. At that moment a bullet went through the column. Right in the area where he had been standing a few moments ago.
"Hook…" Mari murmured quietly, pulling the cloth tighter over the Orb.
"Little Wendy-child, give it here please." Hook was approaching at a dangerously slow pace. If he had been running, or yelling it would have been less terrifying.
"I'm not Wendy." Mari took a step back glancing frantically around her.
"Little girl," His voice had lost its calmness; threat now loomed in every growl. "Do you have a death wish?"
"I- I think so," She laughed a littler nervously. Oh no, she wasn't going into shock now was she?! "If not, I'm just plain crazy for doing this."
And with that she threw the Orb, straight at Hook.
Mari's P.O.V
"NOOO!" Peter, Flora, Dy, and Hook all simultaneously screamed this when I threw the Orb. My friends because, they assumed I was just giving it over to Hook. I didn't know the man but he is trying to kill us! He must be bad. And Hook yelled because he knew what I was really doing. I had put every ounce of strength I had into that throw (Thank you Jonathan! All that time wasted on doing your laundry has really strengthened my arm). And thrown it right past Hook and right in front of Blood.
The silver wolf growled at it, then at Hook who had turned around to face him. He was putting more bullets into his gun when out of nowhere he was tackled into the water by a flurry of black clothing and stormy gray eyes.
All of the sudden an arrow whizzed by me. I turned to Flora awestruck. She had pulled out her bow and arrows from her bag.
"It seems we have no choice but to fight," She murmured as she notched another arrow, closing one eye. It was set flying and embedded itself in the hand of a pirate. "Go for the Orb. Dy and I will hold'em off." She grunted as she sent another arrow flying. I turned toward Dy, who was focused on shooting sending a wave over a small pirate too close to the ocean.
I can do this. I can do it. I have to do it. For Peter. Who by the way seems to be having a very confusing fight with Hook. Dy wasn't holding off her storm for them so they both were choking on water while trying to land punches. I start off toward Blood, dodging the heavy spray of bullets, water, and arrows. Why was this even happening?
Blood's muzzle was once again a dark ruddy purple red. What had he done? (And what had happened to him!? One of his pretty blue eyes is covered in blood with a long cut going across it.) I knew he wouldn't hurt me anymore but it still unsettled me to see this. He was nudging furiously at the cloth, and little by little shining colors began to spring out from holes. I was so mesmerized that I tripped, getting a face full of sand and barely missing a bullet that would've went straight through me had I been standing up.
The next thing I know, a bright light blinds me. My head is spinning as a try to distinguish between the colors. A fierce howl that sends my skin crawling erupts from the wolf and the Orb. Blood? No. Would it send him away?! It couldn't!
All sound and touch is gone. All of my senses are gone and everything seems to be in slow motion. My vision clears, and I see the most peculiar thing. In Blood's place is boy, no a young man, about Peter's age. He has shaggy black hair and very light tan skin. Even lighter then Flora. One of his eyes was still a crystal blue, but the other… A scar went through his eyebrow then stopped at his lashes. It then continued on his bottom eyelid but stopped after an inch. And that eye was blood red. He was completely naked, save for the cloth that had held the Orb draped across his lap; and he stared in wonder around him. This was the new Blood. The Orb could do this too?! Dozens of questions race through my mind, but one stands out in particular : Does he still have the mind of a wolf?
Time sped up, explosions rang in my ears, and my knees burned from scraping them along the sand. Flora was staring slack jawed at Blood, and Dy screamed at me.
"The Orb! Hurry up!" I turned on my hands and knees, looking over my shoulder at her. Peter was trying to drag Hook back into the water, but he was making steady ground as he glared at Blood.
"Peter! Peter, look!" I crawled toward Flora who seemed to have gone into a state of shock. She is going to get herself killed just standing there!
"Mar- Mari, I'm just a bit busy here!" Peter yelled tersely at me. I ignored his sarcasm though.
"Blood!"
"Blood is everywhere-GAH!-" He had forced Hook to fall face down into the water, by tackling him.
"The wolf! Blood!" I reach Flora and stand up. Her bow and a fresh arrow hung listlessly in her hands as she stared at Blood. "Flora?"
"What are you talking about?! STAY DOWN DAMMIT!" I didn't see what had happened and I can't tell if one of them has fallen because of the endless sound of Dy's waves.
"BLOOD THE WOLF IS NO LONGER A WOLF! LOOK AT HIM!" I scream at him and finally turn around to point at Blood. Except two things are wrong. Peter is struggling to bring himself out of the water and Hook is calling his men into a retreat. And Blood is missing. With the Orb. Hook himself is heading up the cove toward the overhanging cliff. The waters are beginning to calm, but the still churn restlessly.
And way up at the very top of the cliff is a very confused young man. But he looks determined even though I can't see him very clearly It's Blood. Relief rushes over me that he wasn't captured or hurt. But then my stomach drops.
Blood threw the Orb into the churning waters, just as strongly as I had thrown it to him. And it disappeared immediately.
"NO!"
A/N: It's been awhile, huh? Well that's it for this chapter… I sincerely apologize for the wait. I hope you guys can forgive me. The song for this chapter is Another One Bites The Dust by QUEEN. Enjoy yourselves you guys.