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The scream was long and piercing. Partly out of instinct, I immediately stood up and ran towards the sound. My legs flew across the frost tipped grass, and my short cloak flew off my shoulders, leaving my face exposed to the cool air.
"Help! Help me!"
The young voice sounds vaguely familiar. The thought boosts me to run faster. It was hard to determine if it was male or female.
"Help! Its got me!"
I come upon a tomb with a large oak tree swaying next to it. It takes me a couple moments to find where the pleas of help are coming from, but find a young boy gripping a branch high up the oak. His legs are being pulled behind him by a flying shadowy figure.
A shadow.
Before I could think any further I run towards the tree.
"Don't worry! I'm coming!" I yell up at the boy.
I grab a fist size rock and throw at the shadow, but probably due to my scraped up hands, it misses what appears to be the head by millimeters. I continue to climb up the tree, the boy telling me to hurry. When I get I can easily reach the young boy, I instantly recognize him. It was Roland. He had Robins' eyes, after all.
I grab his wrist and pull, loosening the shadows grip on him.
"Grab my other hand!" I tell him. He shakes his head, as tears start to slide down his face.
"You have to do it! Or else you won't see your papa ever again!"
He still continues to shake his head as his grip on the branch loosens.
"Please! Little tree!" This seems to get his attention as he is pulled from my grasp. At the last second, he reaches out and I grip both his hands and pull him to me, almost falling backwards to the ground.
The young boy looks up at me.
"Jess?"
I smile at him. "Yeah, its me. You can't tell anybody ok?"
He nods his head reluctantly. "Another spy mission?" He asks
"Yeah, a spy mission."
Once we are almost to the ground, I let him go from my arms, and as soon as I do, voices start to fill up the quiet area.
"Roland!"
I whip my head around to see Robin running our way. I jump from the last branch and quietly escape into the trees unnoticed. I turn my head one last time to see a woman with short black hair and a tall man with a sheriffs badge on his belt. I sigh, only thinking about what the shadow wanted with Roland and-from what baes' message told me-how the hell it was still around.
I camped out in a tree on the edge of town, but not to close for anyone to notice. I considered going to sleep, hoping that the dream/flashbacks wouldn't come here. But, as it usually does, the darkness overcame me.
(ititalics are flaskbacks)
My boots left footprints in the sand as I flew across the beach. A crazy group of boys had been chasing you across this freaking island for days. My eyes were bloodshot from a lack of sleep, the nasty gash on my arm was probably infected, and one of my ankles felt twisted up bad. I had only thought about turning myself in once, then thought against it. My stubbornness usually gets the best of me.
I have no idea how I got here, just woke up with about half a dozen boys looking down at me. Barely escaped that, but only almost got caught one other time. This all just felt natural to me, and almost forgot to miss my family. My previous life felt like a dream.
I hear angry and excited voices in the distance behind me. I turn my head to see about a dozen boys racing towards me. I run faster then into the woods next to me. I run for what seems like hours until the voices disappear. I decide to sit at the edge of a tall, thick, pine tree. Something about is pulling me to it, and something seems to be warning me away. I reach my fingers out to touch it, when a voice pipes up behind me.
"I wouldn't do that if were you." I whip my head around to see a blond"e haired boy, dressed in all green, smirking at me. With a strange burst of confidence, I reply
"And why not? Its a tree."
The boy stepped closer to me. "Because," he said. "Its magical."
At that instance, long vines quickly stretched out from behind the tree and wrapped around me, pulling me and slamming me to the tree.
"This tree feeds on regret," he explains, walking closer to me. " and you seem to have a lot of it."
"You son of a-"
"Now now, there may be children nearby." He interrupts, waving a finger at me.
The continuing smirk on his face infuriates me further.
"What do you call yourself, anyway?" He asks, inches away from my face.
"Why would I tell you? I'd bet my lucky dollar you were the one that kidnapped me, then sent your minions after me to take me back to whatever hole you live in, huh?" I look him dead in the eye, his cold stare turning into a amused look.
"You've got fire, I like fire. You will tell me your name, or I will give you one. But, first, let me introduce myself."
He inches closer, so his face is right next to my ear.
"I'm a bit of a legend I hear, in your land. I'm Peter, Peter Pan."
The early morning sun is what wakes me. My dreams weren't sad, or scary. But they
were about beginnings, when things changed for me and the demon I had met years before. I think those dreams are what hurt the most. When everything made sense, but didn't at the same time.
The night before, I swiped a pare a jeans and hoodie from a nearby clothes line so I could fit in when I go into town. I had decided to try and find someone, preferably a woman named Emma, who Bae mentioned. In his message he said they had just gotten back from Neverland, and had defeated Pan to get back his son said Rumplestiltskin had died, sacrificed himself to save the rest of them. I'm not really sure how I feel about everything, especially Pans' death. I guess I should be rejoicing, even though it was a couple years ago by now. But I can't shake the sadness that comes over me when I start to to think about what we used to be.
I need to find out what happened, even if it breaks me.
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