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Felix looked at me, trying to figure out what I'd do next. Without thinking, I flipped Felix, making him land on his back, and stood over him, ready to punch him. Felix had lost, there was no denying it, and the best thing was, all the lost boys were there to witness it. I got ready to give Felix the final blow, he was not getting away from me now.
"ENOUGH!", Pan shouted.
I let Felix get up and turned to Pan.
"What was that for? I so had him", I said to Pan.
"I know, you proved yourself to be an excellent fighter. I didn't need to see anymore, I can already tell you've got the skills", Pan responded.
"But seriously, you couldn't let me finish the fight".
"We still have to work on archery, so it seemed unnecessary to watch you beat up Felix when he had already lost the battle".
"Fine, we can move onto archery. So how do I hold the bow?".
Chapter 10- Archery Lessons
Peter Pan's POV
"Let me get this straight, you can flip Felix yet you don't know how to hold a bow", I said to the girl.
"Pretty much, it's not my fault that I never needed to know how to shoot an arrow", Morgan responded.
"Well, I guess it's my job to change that".
"I wouldn't think so high and mighty of yourself. I'm not like a dog; I'm far more challenging and can break your wrist in two seconds".
"Well, I guess the game has gotten much more interesting. A game isn't fun without a challenge, and you are one hell of a challenge".
I shooed the lost boys away, I had a feeling teaching Morgan archery would be best done alone.
I snapped my fingers and targets appeared out of nowhere.
"What? How did you? Where did they come from?", Morgan stuttered.
"Magic my friend, there isn't anything you can't do with magic".
"Yeah, that's not going to be easy to get used to".
"Alright let's see what you got", I said while dipping the arrows into a black liquid.
"What are you doing to the arrows?", Morgan said wearily.
"I'm tipping them with dreamshade".
"Isn't dreamshade deadly?".
"Yeah, the poison is the perfect touch for any weapon".
"You mean you can kill anyone who touches the arrow".
"Relax, only the tip is deadly, and we're specially trained. We're never had anyone die here from friendly fire, so stop worrying".
"But what if…", Morgan started.
I cut her off, I had to see what Morgan was capable of, and her talking is not going to accomplish anything for me. I needed her to believe in me, letting out too much information at once would not be the best move for the time being.
"Instead of playing 100 questions, why don't we see what we have to work with", I said.
"Maybe I should try it first with arrows that aren't tipped", Morgan said.
"Alright, aim for that one directly in front of you".
"Okay, here goes nothing".
Morgan lifted the bow and attempted to pull the bow back, but I stopped her before she did.
"You do realize you're holding the bow backwards", I smirked.
The boys usually got this challenge right away. Flying wasn't as easy for the boys, but Morgan wasn't like the boys, she was special. All she needed was some training and a little motivation, then she would become the best lost girl ever.
"Oh, I knew it felt weird", Morgan said.
Morgan flipped the bow around and aimed for the target again. However, she ended up having the arrow land too far to the right. She wasn't kidding; she was a bad shot, even with the right form. But, I wasn't going to let this minor setback get in the way of things. This just meant that I would have to work hard to train Morgan how to shoot an arrow; soon enough, she'll be a pro at it.
"Alright how about we try that again, this time hold the bow steady and look dead center at where you want your arrow to land".
"I don't know, taking my time and being patient isn't really my thing, it's kinda boring. Plus, you can't flip someone if you're holding a bow".
"Morgan, at least try. Would it kill you to actually listen to me for once".
"I'm dying cause I listened to Pan", Morgan said in a fake weak voice.
I smirked, she had a good sense of humor, I'll give her that. But, she doesn't seem to grasp when she needs to be serious and when she needs to have fun. She tends to have fun when she needs to focus and vice versa.
"Very funny, now shoot the arrow before I call the rest of the lost boys to watch you fail at shooting an arrow".
"Fine, but if it somehow ends up hitting you, don't tell me I didn't warn you".
She definitely got fire. Morgan was never afraid to say what she wanted to say. It was nice, and annoying, to have someone who didn't always listen to what I said. What would be the fun in that? Already the lost boys did whatever I said with no questions asked. Morgan wasn't afraid to stand up to me; she was her own beautiful, mischievous, independent person. But, that didn't mean I couldn't change that, she's on MY island. Even though I want her to stay the way she is, the personality which I'm beginning to fall in love with, I need her to stop questioning me. Otherwise, I will accomplish nothing in the time and effort I have spent with her.
"Oh, come on, you can do it. All you need to do is trust yourself, once you let go of what might happen and trust that you will succeed, you will be able to achieve your goal".
Morgan briefly closed her eyes and then opened them again. She held up her bow and carefully focused on the target. This time however, she actually hit the target, not a bullseye, but it was good enough. After all of her failed attempts, I was proud that she managed to get over her stubbornness and actually try to hit the target.
Morgan's POV
After two weeks of practicing how to shoot arrows, I was finally becoming good at it. That is something I never thought I'd be able accomplish. As much as I hated to admit it, Pan was right, I had trust issues buried deep inside myself, once I was able to let go of those feelings, I was finally able to focus.
I no longer needed the arrows that weren't tipped in dreamshade. My aim was finally good enough where I could use the dreamshade tipped arrows without worrying about hitting anybody with the poisonous arrows. It felt exhilarating, shooting an arrow, I felt so free, so at home. But, nothing could beat the thrill of flipping lost boys. Even the oldest boys, like Felix, couldn't beat me in hand to hand combat; I was too much for them to take alone.
I was practicing my aim one day when Pan came to talk to me.
"What is it Pan?", I asked.
"You have the opportunity to pass your final test to be a lost girl", Pan replied.
"Bring it on".
"Are you sure you want to go through with it, it could be dangerous".
"Oh, no, whatever would I do if I broke a nail", I mocked.
"Let's see if you have what it takes".
"Whatever it is, I can handle it".
Peter Pan's POV
I finally found a way to keep the girl here without breaking my deal with her. Any true lost boy or lost girl for that matter never returns home. Once she completes her task, she will be declaring herself to be a true lost girl, which means she will never be able to return home. Today everything is going great for me, and nothing or no one is going to wreck it.
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