At first Pan and Amily had no idea that the attack had begun. The woke in the early hours of the morning and just enjoyed each other's presence. Pan stroked Amily's bare back and they both dwelled in that glorious half asleep state.
She tried to think of how she felt in that moment. Did she feel different, more grown up? So many girls in their village had started families young. It was the only thing that they could contribute after marriage. What Amily and her mother had tried to preserve for so long was gone. But she was glad Peter Pan was the one who had taken it. Sighing, she focused on the long and steady stokes Pan made down her back. Amily stifled a shiver.
And then she heard it. She knew Pan had heard it to because at the time her head turned up to hear the noise better, his was already alert, his face concerned.
The sounds were of clanking metal and shouting. Voices unrecognisable but deep. Too deep to be boys. No screams but there were shots from the Lost Boys in retaliation. Pan and Amily couldn't make out the words but it was obviously an argument turned ugly.
Pan almost flew to the ceiling in an attempt to free himself from the tangle of blankets. Amily didn't know why but once he was out and the blankets scuffled, she pulled them quickly around herself, keeping her body hidden from the day.
She watched in confusion as Peter quickly pulled his clothes and boots back on all while the noise from the camp seemed to narrate the rush he was in.
"Peter? What's going on?" Amily was aware of how pathetic she sounded but he paid her no notice. He threw her clothes on the bed and pointed, anger glaring in his eyes. She knew he wasn't angry at her and perhaps it wasn't anger in Pans eyes. His home sounded as though it was in danger, he had perfect reason to be panicked.
"Get dressed" He almost growled the words. "We need to go now, quickly" Amily dressed as fast as she could. So fast, that she didn't remember most of the process once she was done.
Before she was even done straightening herself in the small, carved-wooden mirror Pan had swung her onto his back and was leaping off the balcony and into the sky. Amily wrapped her arms around his neck and hung on tightly.
The sight of the camp from above was so frightening, it could have been one of Amily's nightmares. Pan flew over it first, taking in the scene. The Lost Boys and pirates were deep in combat and Amily was surprised at how well the boys seemed to be managing. Pan then landed thick in the jungle away from the camp. Once they were on the ground Amily was able to get a good look at his face. It was stony and expressionless, his mouth was pulled into a thin line.
"I'll deal with this" She didn't know if he was telling her that or himself.
Peter Pan closed his eyes for a moment, regaining his composure, and then walked into the heat of the battle. There was no order for Amily to stay where she was, so she didn't.
The battles scattered around the camp ceased with Pan's every step further inward. The Lost Boys doubled the pirates numbers so they were forced to fight two, even three, boys at a time. This didn't seem a problem.
The last battle to come to close was that of Hook and Felix's. Felix swung his club with ease, narrowly missing Hook's stubbly jaw. The pirate dodged easily and spun to bash the back of Felix's head with his hilt-holding fist. When Peter approached both fighters stopped.
Felix looked amused and a little relieved. Hook looked murderous. Pan grinned evilly and nodded at Felix to join his brothers. Amily, noticing the crowd of Lost Boys next to Pan, did the same.
"Is there a problem, Hook?" said Pan with mock concern. In an instant, Hook took hold of Pan's collar and pushed him onto a rock that was set at the edge of the camp. Amily could see the sharper edge of it push into Peter's back.
"You, lying, evil, monsterous, bastard" Hook almost spat in Pan's face. Peter's eyes lit up and Amily was shocked to notice that he was amused.
"Oh, come now. What's the matter?" Pan was merely provoking him now, pushing him to take it that little bit further.
"YOU SAID IT WOULD WORK AND IT DIDN'T!" Hook was yelling now and breathing fast. Even from her position, Amily could see and hear the sadness behind the anger.
"You might as well have killed her. You might as well have taken her from me" Hook put more pressure onto Pan's gut, pushing him further down into the rock. Peter's face said he was still amused but Amily could tell from the look in his eyes that he was starting to hurt. He could still speak but his voice was forced, choked.
"You- are- a fool. Of course- it didn't- work" Pan grimaced in pain as Hook pushed further. Amily was sure the rock had broken skin by now. Amazingly, Pan continued speaking.
"The- Dark One- took- her heart. Without- a heart- there was- no way- she could be saved" Pan managed an evil smirk and Hook, fueled by anger and despair, punched him across his jaw.
"Peter Pan, I'm going to kill you. I'm going to make you feel all the pain I felt when my last chance and saving my Milah had failed" Hook turned slowly so that both him and Pan could see Amily clearly. She tried to look strong for him but noticed that tears had started to fall. Hook wasn't done.
"And I'm going to make her watch" he said without tearing his cold gaze away from Amily's.
But when he went to begin his murder, Pan was gone.
"You still haven't learned, have you Hook? You can't touch me!" Pan was floating above Hook's head with his arms crossed. He was grinning wickedly, his teeth stained with the blood that was streaming from his cut lip from Hook's punch.
Hook was shocked at first but then he closed his eyes and smiled.
"No, you're right. I can't. I can't hurt the magnificent, the clever, Peter Pan" The pirate nodded to a crew member to his right.
"But I can hurt her" Hook pointed at Amily.
It took her a second to realize what was happening but by then it was too late. Everything slowed as she was pulled backwards by the hair and thrown on the ground at the Captain's feet. None of the Lost Boys made any effort to stop whoever had pulled her away. She didn't scream for help, every attempt at noise turned into meek grunts. She could see her 'brothers' just watching idly.
The hand gripping her hair tightly, released her and Amily saw this as a chance to get away... before her feeble attempt was blocked by a leather-booted foot.
"Now, now" Hook touched his sword to the fleshy bit beneath Amily's chin, forcing her to her feet.
"Your name, lass" he said in that smooth voice she had come to know well.
"Amily" she didn't stutter. There was no need, she wasn't afraid. Amily scowled at Hook, resisting the urge to spit in his face.
"Ooh, that's pretty" Hook lowered his chin now and looked at her evenly, his lips parted. Amily eyed the silver hook at the end of his left arm.
Slowly Hook bought down his sword and started to circle Amily, like a predator trapping it's prey. He spoke in low tones so only Amily could hear.
"You love him don't you, Amily?" he almost purred her name like a satisfied cat. "Peter Pan is so mighty, so heroic. He bought you here to this marvelous island and away from your miserable life so you have no choice but to fall deeply in love with him" Amily didn't need to know how the pirate knew all of this. It was easy for anyone to guess. She swallowed, still unafraid.
"What's it to you?" this wasn't a denial, Amily noticed. Well, now everyone knew. She was in love with Peter Pan, there was no hiding it now.
"Oh nothing, love, nothing" Hook was behind her now, whispering in her ear. He stroked her bare arm with his hook, barely breaking skin. "I just needed to know how much I can make him hurt" Amily was sure those words were only meant for her and she was the only one who could hear them.
Amily could practically hear Hook grinning in her ear as he pressed harder and pulled his hook down her forearm and felt the warm stickiness of blood caress her skin. She winced but made no sound. Hook was watching Pan now and Amily looked over at the boy she loved. His face was expressionless but not concerned.
"Nothing. Hmph" Hook played the mock-confusion well as he fake-thought about another possible way to torture his old friend. And then he chuckled throatily.
"I'm truly sorry about this darling" Hook adjusted himself so that his hook was levelled over Amily's heart. The tip of it slid down her chest taking the lapel of her shirt with it. Amily was aware that some of her cleavage was showing. Her cheeks were hot.
"Last chance Pan before I take her heart out" Captain Hook pressed harder and Amily began to feel the tinging pain.
"What do you expect? An apology?" Peter's voice was indifferent.
"I want you to feel the pain I did. I'll kill her, I swear I will" Amily detected something interesting in Hook's voice. It almost sounded almost desperate as if he didn't know why Pan was reacting this way and not the way he wanted.
Amily searched Peter's face for something, anything that would show that he had a plan to save her. She had no doubt that Hook would push his replacement of a hand deep into her chest taking her life with it but Pan didn't look like he was in any hurry to make a move to stop him. With two words, everything Amily had built up in her head about this marvellous boy, this wonderful savior, was destroyed. The truth had finally come out.
"Go ahead"