Chapter 4: The Savior

Lily didn't even have time to comprehend what was happening as Peter's mouth replaced his hand.

He parted her cherry lips with his tongue and deepened the so called kiss.

Blurry eyed, she was too shaken to even try and struggle.

His hand grabbed the back of her neck as he worked her.

She didn't have to hear his moan to know he was aroused, she could fell him.

That's when she started to struggle.

His hands gripped her arms as she thrashed underneath him.

She fought, trying to pry herself from his strong grip, only making matters worse as his nails dug deep into her skin, piercing her ivory skin and making red tears form from the cuts.

Tears began to fall from her pale eyes as his mouth came to her neck.

She could feel his breath on her between kisses. "Please!" She begged.

But her plea must have tuned him on even more as he licked her neck from the bottom of her ear and downwards.

Warm liquid rubbed against her skin, making her whole body cringe and choke back pleads.

Lily opened her eyes long enough to see him pull his head back.

She saw him smirk with satisfaction. "We'll continue this later." He stated, now literally sitting on her.

Lily was still shaking uncontrollably. She hadn't thought about it the first time when he had kissed her, but she had never been kissed before.

Peter Pan had been her very first kiss. "You're a monster." She whispered.

He raised an eyebrow, and leaned over her again. "You haven't seen anything yet, love."

"I-I want to go home." She stated, desperately trying to change the subject. "P-please... I-I just- I can't stay here! You c-can't-"

From the look on his face, Lily thought he was going to slap her again. His patience was running out and his temper was flaring.

Rage boiled through his body but he remained calm.

However, Lily couldn't help but notice him twitch slightly in frustration as he cupped her cheek. "If you ever mention going home again I swear I'll take you there and make you watch as it burns into ashes. Understand?"

Lily's eyes widened slightly, as she nodded.

Clearly that hadn't been enough for him. He did slap her, and it hurt- a lot.

A stinging pain spread o her cheek as her head snapped to the side, a bright read hand mark showing the extreme force of Peter's hit.

Lily yelped. "Do. You. Understand?" He gritted his teeth.

"Yes!" She rubbed her cheek, feeling another bruise forming there.

She was almost confused when his good mood return in a matter of seconds. "Good." He smirked, climbing off of her. "Now come on, there's someone I want you to meet."

Lily opened her mouth to retort, but worried about his sudden mood swings, she decided against it.

Peter grabbed her forearm and pulled her up.

In the blink of an eye, their surroundings changed. They were now in the jungle.

Moss dripped from the sickly dark tree's like decayed flesh.

Deep shadows seemed to ooze, move and threaten anything that it touched.

Every branch held the promise of something dark, gray and slavering for blood.

Even the wildlife held it's breath, seemingly sharing Lily's fear of Peter.

"What j-just- mmph!?"

She was cut off by Pan placing his hand over her mouth again. "Hush. You wouldn't want them hearing us just yet."

His hand was so strong on her mouth, she was having difficulty breathing. She nodded frantically, pleading with her eyes for him to let go.

He did, but very slowly.

Lily coughed a little, receiving a glare from him.

She shrugged, it had been his fault in the first place.

Almost jumping out of her skin, she heard a rustle in the shadows behind her.

Peter grinned, and placed an arm around her waist. "Don't speak." He whispered, before he called out to whomever was hiding. "You can come out now, savior!" He said before three women emerged from the bushes.

The first one had long blond hair and brown eyes, she looked like a nice women, but the look she gave Pan was enough to scare the boogie man.

The second one held a bow and arrow aiming at Peter's head, but Lily could tell that the women somehow pitied him. How? She didn't know.

The one who came out after looked deranged. Her hair was raven black and only just reached her shoulders.

"Where's my son!" She demanded.

Peter smirked. "Hello Emma. Snow... The Evil queen."

Lily's eyes widened, as she struggled to get out of his grasp. "Who are you?" They asked her.

She ceased her attempts of escape, giving Peter a worried look. "This is Lily. Pretty little thing isn't she?"

Snow noticed the forming bruise on her face and pulled the arrow back slightly. "Let her go."

Peter laughed. "I don't think so. She's very important in our game, Emma. I'm sure Killian will be moe than happy to tell you why."

"Killian? What does he have to do with anything?" Emma asked.

Peter grinned. "He's her father."

Lily's and the other three's eyes widened. "No!" Lily yelled. "You killed my parents! They're dead!" She sobbed.

Peter narrowed his eyes at her before he brought his hand back far enough to where he knew the slap would sting.

Without a moments hesitation he flung it forward until he came in contact with Lily's already burning cheek. . "I told you to keep your fucking mouth shut!"

"Leave her alone!" Snow shouted.

Peter glared at her. "Tell Killian that his daughter is here... We'll see where the game goes from there, shall we?"

With that, Peter grabbed Lily's forearm and vanished with her.

The piper would never listen, but she saw him this time, he wasn't wearing a cloak, he was...

No... That can't be possible.

The piper wasn't wearing his multicolored hood this time, and Lily saw his face.

He was grinning at her. Taunting her. "What do you want!?" She yelled from her window.

Still blowing into the enchanted pipes, he pointed at her.

Robbie and Jack weren't dancing this time, they were in cages, strung up in the branches of the trees, in cages. "Let them out!"

The Piper vanished. But then, Lily felt an arm go around her waist. "You will see them soon, little Lily."

"What the hell are we gonna do now!?" Emma asked, shouting to no one in particular.

Snow thought for a second. "We have to tell Hook."

Regina raised her eyebrows. "Don't be ridiculous! You heard her, she said that he killed her parents! He was lying!"

Emma shook her head. "Or maybe she doesn't know." Regina rolled her eyes. "What? It's possible! I didn't know who my parents were for twenty eight years."

"Do you think Hook abandoned her?" Snow asked.

The three mothers exchanged glances. "Maybe, but we keep it a secret from now on. OK?"