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Chapter 10: The Plan

Mya's P.O.V

One thought tormented me for the whole night.

…Okay make that two.

Peter was coming back. And he wanted me to ask my father about his last trip to Neverland. I forced the curiosity away. If wanted me to ask him, I was going to do the exact opposite.

I walked up the stairs that brought to the deck. Caught in my thoughts, I stupidly tripped into a step, and consequently fell on my butt. Stupid stairs.

When I managed to get back up on my feet, I found my father on deck, looking through his spyglass.

I walked towards him. "What are you doing?" I asked.

He pulled the spyglass away and turned to me, he didn't look surprised to see me. He must have heard my unpleasant encounter with the floor. "My men haven't returned yet." He sounded concerned. "I was checking to see if they might have been on shore."

"I take it they aren't?" I guessed.

He shook his head. "I shouldn't have sent them. Who knows what Pan has done to them?" Urgh, why did he have to bring him up? It made it even harderto ignore him.

"It isn't your fault." I reassured him, "And they've only been gone for a couple of days… Besides, they're grown men. And Pan has teenagers."

I think I made my point quite well, but my father didn't look convinced.

"Pan has magic. He could stop them in a second." He told me. Well... If he was going to look at the glass half empty...

"I don't like this negativity." I teased him, but then turned serious. "…What makes you think he would stop them?" I asked, trying a failed attempt at being subtle.

"He doesn't want us to leave." He said matter-of-factly. "No one leaves Neverland." No one leaves Neverland without Pan's permission.

But if he knew that... then why the hell did we come here in the first place?

I love my father but sometimes I have doubts on his level of intelligence. "Then how did you leave last time?" Still... very subtle…

He frowned. Not subtle enough, huh? "I paid a price for leaving without his consent. One I won't repeat."

Well someone was acting shady… I wanted to ask what, but he made it clear this conversation was over.

He started to leave. "He paid me a visit last night." I uttered suddenly, then wanted to slap myself in the face. Why did I just say that?

He stopped and turned around. He kept quiet, but the look on his face said it all. "He said it wasn't over yet." I continued, since he clearly wasn't going to break the silence.

My father pursed his lips. "I won't let him take you again." He said after a long pause.

"How? He's much more powerful than you. You said yourself he could stop your crew in a second." I tried to shake some sense into him.

"Aren't you supposed to be the positive one?" He pointed out.

"I am the voice of reason." I replied, twitching my lips. "And if Peter-"

"Pan." He corrected me, as if he didn't want me to call him by his first name.

"And if Pan." I repeated, "is coming back, I need to know how to protect myself." I couldn't even climb a flight of stairs without tripping.

He raised an eyebrow. "That won't be necessary."

"Really? Do you have any better ideas?" I asked. He sighed. "My point exactly." I smiled in triumph. "The last time I was up against him, he beat me. In a matter of seconds." I emphasized the last word. "He'll easily do it again. And this time I won't be so lucky in escaping. And then we'll never leave Neverland." Oh… now I get why it's called Neverland. I felt kind of stupid for just realizing it now.

"Well, you never really wanted to learn how to sword-fight. I had to force you into learn a few moves."

"That is not true!" I complained. "I was just... busy... doing other important stuff."

"Uh-huh." Was he making fun of me?

"Anyways." I changed the subject back. "I want to learn now. I have to." I explained. "He won't expect me to fight back, so I can catch him off-guard. And maybe I'll have some time to run back to the ship."

"Yes... a couple seconds." Ah, the negativity.

"I don't see you coming up with better ideas." I commented.

"There might be a way..." He considered. "But I'm not sure it will work."

"What?" I asked eagerly.

"Squid ink." He replied.

Third Person

Peter returned to the camp and made his way to Felix. His cut had healed slightly, the blood vanished but a nasty scar remained below his eye.

"Any luck with the girl?" Felix asked, not really interested in the in answer.

"Not yet. But she will come to her senses." Peter so sounded sure, so Felix kept his doubts to himself.

"Why is this girl so important?" He blurted out before he could stop himself. He had been meaning to ask this for a long time.

Pan had forgiven him, in his own way, for almost killing Mya and then failing to bring her back to camp, but that didn't mean Felix had forgiven him for giving him that scar. He at least wanted to know why. Pan never cared for anyone but himself. There had to be a reason.

"Does it matter?" Pan retorted.

"It does." Felix replied, and immediately regretted it once he saw the glare Peter gave him.

The boy exhaled. "I guess you do deserve to know." He continued, grinning wickedly. "She isn't important." Felix frowned. What did he mean by that? He wondered. But his question was soon answered. "But her heart is."

Mya's P.O.V

"Come again?" Squid ink? Did I hear him right?

"There were stories, that this ink could paralyze any magical being for just enough time for us to leave the island." My father said. "They just need to touch it."

"So I could dip my sword in squid ink..." I realized.

"Yes. Then all you need is one clear strike."

"Easy." I remarked. I could do that. I believed I could. "Where can we find the squid ink?"

"I'll take care of that." My father announced.

"…And way to get off the island." I added.

My father sighed. "I'll take care of that as well. Right after you learn how to use a sword." I opened my mouth to I protest on the fact that I knew how to use a sword, but before I could respond, he added: "Properly."

I gave him a 'fair enough' look as he handed me a sword, pulling out his own. "Let's see what I have to work with."

Third Person

Realization hit Felix as he understood perfectly what Peter meant: the heart of the truest believer. They had been looking for it for what seemed like forever. But he never thought it would belong to a… girl.

"Are you sure she's the one?" He asked Pan.

"I have reason to believe so." Pan replied. "She's a lost girl, as much as she refuses to admit it, and she has a strong belief." He explained.

"Shouldn't we be sure before..." Felix trailed off.

"Before we rip her heart out?" Pan finished for him. "I guess confirmation wouldn't hurt."

"And how do we get that?"

"Don't you worry." Pan smirked. "I'll send the shadow for what we need. In the meantime, I have another job for you."

Felix nodded when Pan told him what he had to do, and immediately disappeared into the dark forest.

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