I must really be inspired for this lol.. NEW CHAPTER! I hope you guys like it, it's longer than the last one (hopefully better too)- & just to be clear, the story is in Mya's P.O.V but sometimes I'll need to use third person for over events.. like these ones... DUNN DUNN DUNN

I DON'T OWN OUAT

I DO OWN Mya

Chapter 2: The Price To Pay

Third Person

Hook wandered through the island. He knew where he wanted to go, but didn't know how to get there. Whenever he saw the mountain he had once reached with his brother, and started to head towards it, he would look up to see it was no longer there.

"The island keeps changing," a voice informed him from behind, a voice he had heard before. Hook turned around to see a boy, the same boy that had led his brother to his death, the boy that had identified himself as 'Peter Pan'. "You'll never find it at this rate." He was leaning on a tree, a bored look plastered on his face.

"Then how do I get there?" Hook asked, frustrated. He didn't trust the boy, but Pan was his only hope in reaching the mountain.

"I see you had a transformation." Pan eyed him. The last time they had encountered Hook was second in command of the king's navy, and now, he was a pirate.

"Aye. Much has changed." Hook replied simply.

"And yet, you're still looking for that deadly plant." Pan pointed out.

"I need it."

"Why?"

"For my revenge." Pan raised an eyebrow. "Will you tell me how to get there or not?" Hook asked impatiently.

"Depends. What would I get in return?" Pan asked, stepping away from the tree, and towards the pirate.

"Anything. Anything you want." He replied, exasperated. He remembered offering the same thing last time he had been to Neverland. And the boy had taken his brother's life. But he was too determined to care about what he'd loose this time.

Pan raised an eyebrow. "Anything, huh?"

"Yes. Just tell me what you want."

"I'll have to think about that, but in the meantime," Pan pulled out a flask that contained a green sparkling substance inside: magic.

"Fairy dust?" Hook asked. He had come across that kind of magic before.

"No." Pan spat, as if 'fairy dust' was an insult to the substance he was holding. "Pixie dust." He explained, "it's much more powerful. It will get you where you want to go."

He threw it at Hook, who caught it with one hand, obviously since he only had one. The pirate knew this would come with a price. But he wanted his revenge more than anything. He stared at the flask, examining the pixie dust inside. When he looked up, the boy was gone. He opened the flask and let the pixie dust lead him to the mountain: Dead Man's Peak.

Mya's P.O.V

I tried to keep track of my father but he was way to fast for me to follow. Also, I felt the need to stop... multiple times. I rested my head against a tree trunk, catching my breath. Man, I was out of shape.

"Well, well," an unfamiliar voice said. "What do we have here?"

Startled, I jumped, looking around. But there was no one there. Then, out of nowhere, a boy jumped out of a tree. Yup, a tree.

"Who are you?" I asked, backing away. The boy was fairly good-looking... okay, VERY good-looking. But I had a weird vibe coming from him. He had dirty blonde hair and blue-ish eyes, though I couldn't be sure since it was getting dark. He wore a green shirt and trousers.

"Peter, Peter Pan." He replied, coming closer the more I backed away. "You came with the pirate?" It was a statement more than a question, but I answered anyways.

"Yes. Why?" Then it hit me, if this Peter knew my father was here, then he must have passed this way. "Has he maybe perhaps been here or…"

"He has." The boy said, keeping his eyes firmly on me. His stare was creeping me out, but I didn't show any signs of weakness… I think.

"So where is he now?" I asked, trying not to sound to desperate.

"Gone." These unexplained answers were really getting on my nerves.

"Well, duh. I want to know which way he went." I said, getting fed up.

Peter didn't say anything. He just eyed me, and suddenly I found myself in a stare-down with him... He won. "Why do you want to know where he went, girl?" He finally said, well more like asked.

"First, my name isn't girl, it's Mya, and second, he's my father. So will you tell me where he is or not?" I was getting seriously stressed out. And this wasn't going to end well for him.

"Ah, the pirate has a daughter, how ironic." Peter seemed quite amused by this. I narrowed my eyes at him, waiting for him to tell me where my father went or at least point me in a direction from here but he said nothing.

"...Fine then. I'll find him on my own." I said proudly, turning away. I took one step and realized I had no idea where I was going, also because where I first saw the beach, with my fathers ship, now I saw trees. A lot of trees. I turned back to Peter who had that annoying amused look on his face.

I bit my lip, "Imightmaybebelost." I muttered so quickly I didn't expect him to even catch that. But he did. I could tell.

He said an eyebrow. "Sorry, what was that?" He placed a hand behind his ear. He was teasing me.

"I might maybe be lost." I said more clearly, still biting my lip. I did not want to ask him for help, but what choice did I have?

He smirked. "Oh, I thought you could find him on your own." He said, mocking me. The ass.

"...Shut up."

"And you wonder why I'm not willing to help you, with that attitude..." He trailed off, his voice dripping with sarcasm. "If you had only said 'please'." He sounded disappointed, but there was something evil in his tone.

"Please." I groaned.

"Oh, it's too late now. Come on out, boys!" He shouted the last sentence, and a bunch of boys with ages between 12 and 18 came out of the woods.

"Um..." I tried to subtly leave, moonwalking, but my back slammed into another boy, I turned around he was really high and had dirty blonde hair like Peter, but his was lighter. He grabbed my arms hand held them backwards, turning me back around to face Peter. "Is this really necessary?" I asked him, trying to break free of the boy's grip. Damn, he was strong.

"I'm afraid it is." Peter said, as he took some kind of red powder from his belt, and before I could say anything else, he threw it in my face. My vision blurred and I fell back onto the boy that was holding me. "Boys, we have ourselves a new lost girl." Was the last thing I heard before everything turned black.

Third Person

Hook had just returned from Dead Man's Peak, he had obtained the dreamshade in a leather patch and was now following the pixie dust to return to the ship. He felt Pan's presence before he even saw him.

"Come to collect your price?" Hook asked, turning to face him. He was leaning casually against a tree.

"No need for that," he said, grinning wickedly. "I already did."

Hook's face fell. "What did you take?" He asked cautiously.

Pan simply smirked, and started to walk away. But the pirate ran to him, turning the boy around with his hook. "What did you take?" He asked again, angrily.

"I'll let you find out for yourself." Pan replied, shrugging the pirate's hook off, and with that he disappeared.

Hook hurried to his ship, the pixie dust leading his all the way. He saw William Smee immediately, and grabbed him by his collar. "A boy was here earlier. What did he take?" Hook demanded.

"N-no boy came here, captain." Smee struggled to say, his hands enclosing around Hook's hand.

The pirate let him go, frowning. 'Pan must have taken something', he thought, 'but what-' his thoughts were interrupted by a sudden realization. "Where is she?" He cried out to the crew. "Where is my daughter!" He hadn't seen her on board. The crew looked terrified. They had no idea where Mya had gone, for no one had seen her leave in the first place.

Hook slammed hand against the mast, punching the firm wood in despair. Pan had taken the only thing he cared about more than revenge. When he took the pixie dust he knew he had to pay a price, it had never occurred to him his daughter might be the price. He had chosen revenge over her without realizing it. But he was going to set things straight.

Hook ordered the crew to prepare him a dinghy, as came towards him, "where are you going, captain?" he asked.

"To find my daughter." Hook replied, gazing at the island. She was there, somewhere. And he was going to stop at nothing to find her

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