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Chapter 8: Mia
"Okay, Peter, when will Greg and Tamara get here with the boy?"
"Right about…" He paused. A shiver went up his spine. "Now."
"Good."
"Felix!" Peter called. Felix had become Pan's right hand man, so he led most of the hunting groups. "Take your group to meet Greg and Tamara.
"Yes," Felix said. The group left.
"Alright, Mia, you know what to do, right?"
"I sure do." I said.
"Still have the flask?"
I looked at the string tied around my neck. "Yes."
"Good."
I ran off into the woods.
After a while, I spotted smoke in the distance. Greg and Tamara.
Once I got close enough, I heard a conversation.
"How are we getting home?" A female voice asked. That was Tamara.
"He he. You're not going home," Felix said.
"Then you are not getting the boy," a male voice said. Greg.
Felix laughed, and the shadow came down from the sky and took Greg's shadow.
"RUN!" Tamara shouted. I hear footsteps come closer and closer.
I grabbed someone's shoulder, covered his mouth, and we watched the Lost Boys pass us.
When they were gone, I took my hand away from his mouth.
"Who are you?" the boy asked. "Are you a lost boy?"
I put down my hood. He looked at me with shock.
"You're a girl," Henry said.
"Thanks for that observation, Captain Obvious," I smirked.
"But Pan…"
"Only takes boys? Yeah, I didn't come here because I wanted to, unlike the boys. I was kidnapped by Pan," I spat. I was a good actress.
"Why?"
"My pretty face? I don't know, but that didn't stop Pan from taking me."
"Well, my family is coming for me. Maybe they can help you too."
"You better hope they don't. If Pan wants you, he WILL get you. If someone is in his way, he will kill that person."
"Why didn't you escape?"
"I tried," I took my necklace and showed him the small jar on the string. "Pixie dust. I stole it from Pan. I got it so I could fly home. It doesn't work though. So, I am stuck here, running from Lost Boys."
"If there is no way out of the island, how are you here? Shouldn't you be with Pan?"
"I took refuge in the Echo Caves. Nobody, not even Pan, can track you in there." I stood up. "Lets go there. We will both be safe from Pan."
Henry got up, and we started running.
"Can we take a break?"
"We are really close," I protested.
"Please," Henry moaned.
I sighed, then sat down on a log.
"How long have you been here?" Henry asked.
"A couple hundred years."
"Is your name Wendy?"
"No. My name is Mia."
"Do you have siblings?"
"No, why?"
"I am just trying to figure out why Pan kidnapped you."
"I am still trying to figure it out. He never told me."
"It had to because you are pretty," Henry said. "He probably wouldn't kidnap anyone without a reason."
"Once we get to the caves, we can talk about reasons why Pan kidnapped me," I sighed.
We started running again.
"We are getting close," I whispered. An arrow whizzed by my head and hit a tree.
"Mia, long time, no see."
Felix stood there, smirking. This wasn't part of the script!
"Pan will be quite happy you didn't get yourself killed," He whispered. "Your punishment would be, severe. After all, you have evaded him for 40 years."
"Oh, and look," Felix smirked. "The boy is here to."
I threw a rock. It hit his stomach. He doubled over. I have to remember to say sorry to him, even though he deserved it.
"Run!" I grabbed Henry's hand. "They know where I hide!"
We kept running and came upon a cliff.
"That is it, we are done for. Maybe if I give Pan the dust, he won't kill us," I sobbed. "I'll be back where I started: Pan's little prisoner."
"No, I won't let that happen," Henry said. He ripped the jar from my neck and took off the cork. "We are going to fly."
"It doesn't work!"
"You need to believe," Henry said, grabbing my hand.
"I definitely do not believe, especially after breaking my arm on my attempt to get out of this hell hole!"
"Get ready to jump," Henry, still holding my hand, started running.
The dust flew out of the jar, and we were flying.
We flew around Neverland. I found a clearing and pointed to it. We had a rocky landing.
"See," Henry said. "If you believe, anything can happen."
"You couldn't be more right Henry," I smirked.
"What? I never told you my name," Henry stammered. "You lied to me! You are working for Pan!"
"Not exactly," I sighed. "I work WITH Pan, not for.
On que, Peter came from the shadows.
"Hey Mia," He smirked.
"Hey Peter," I smiled.
"You weren't supposed to throw a rock at Felix," He said.
"He wan't supposed to come out from the shadows."
We turned back to Henry, who was frozen with shock.
"But how…" Henry stammered.
"Lets make it a game," Peter smirked. "A puzzle to solve."
"Why did you tell Greg and Tamara that magic was bad?"
"It is much easier to get people to hate something, than to believe."
I coughed.
"Unless you act like her." Peter said gesturing to me. "In that case, it is really easy to get someone to believe."
"Can we talk later. It is the middle of the night, and I am tired," I yawned, just when Henry was about to say something.
Peter nodded. "Come on out boys!"
The Lost boys came out from the shadows and surrounded Henry.
"Lets play!"
They whacked Henry over the head with a club, and he was out.
"Hey, Felix?"
"What?"
"Sorry about the rock," I smirked.
"I deserved it."
We carried Henry back to camp.