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I swear I didn't even realize time was passing this fast and then I was like "oh when's the last time I made a chapter.. oh yeah.. nov 26" FML.

It's been more than a month and I feel horrible.

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(i tried to make this one longer but... I just fucked it up soz)

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Chapter 41: The Artist's Cave

Third Person

Trapping mice was far more challenging than trapping Wendy in a cage. She barely put up any resistance.

"Please! You can't do this! Just let me go." She pleaded, but Pan wasn't that merciful.

"We had a deal, Darling. Now you're paying the price." And with that, Peter left, grinning widely.

Everything was going according to plan. Now all he had to do was make sure Baelfire didn't see Wendy trapped there, or he wouldn't trust Pan to do as he was meant to.

Which meant he had to keep an eye on the boy. And he only trusted one of his Lost Boys to do so.

"Felix!" He called out, not seeing him sitting on a tree trunk with a grumpy look plastered on his face as usual.

"He left, Pan." One of the Lost Boys chipped in.

Peter frowned. "What?"

"A long while ago, he still hasn't returned." The boy replied.

Pan groaned. "And I suppose the boy is missing too?"

The Lost Boy nodded weakly. "With-"

"Mya." Peter finished for him, knowing this was all thanks to her.

How could he be so foolish as to believe she would sit still for a couple of hours.

"Well then," he turned to all the Lost Boys around him, raising his voice louder so they could all hear, "whose up for a game of hide an seek?"

Mya's P.O.V

We had to regroup and think the plan through, without getting caught. And after I knocked Felix there were slim chances that they weren't on our tail.

"Try not to make footprints." I told Bae, doing my best not to do so as well.

"It won't matter if Pan has magic, he can just track us down with a locator spell or something." Bae retorted.

I frowned, hating that he had burst a hole in my plan. "How do you know so much about magic?" I wondered.

"My real family was destroyed by it." He explained, and before I could question anything, he added, "I'd rather not talk about it."

My mouth automatically closed. Then opened again. "Well, he still needs something of ours to track us down... right?"

"Yeah." He realized, hope appearing in his eyes again. "He hasn't got anything of mine."

"And I don't recall leaving anything at camp." Things were coming up Mya!

"We still need to find a way to get off, blocking Pan for a while won't help. But you said you knew someone who could." Bae insisted.

"Yup." I nodded. "But first, we need to find a place to hide." If Pan was looking for us he would go straight to the person I was thinking of. We had to be smarter than that.

Third Person

Pan didn't join the boys in their search; he had a better idea of how to find the boy, or at least, how to find Mya.

Magic.

Mya had overlooked one small detail: Peter did have something that belonged to her, something he had given her.

He smirked as he picked up the anchor necklace from his bedside and poured a locator potion on it that would lead him to her, and Baelfire.

Mya's P.O.V

After a long and hard debate as to where we should hide, we settled on a cave, despite my efforts to persuade him otherwise.

"But it's uncomfortable… and dirty." I wined as I tried to sit down avoiding the slimy goo and moist plants living there; my attempt proved to be impossible so I surrendered, slouching down on the least humid part of rock. "Gross." I commented, feeling the goo-ness of it all.

"It's a cave." Bae reasoned. "It won't bite."

"It'll try." I muttered under my breath.

"We could have bypassed all this if you had just led us to this… mystical helping-person."

I raised my eyebrows. "Mystical helping-person? Really?" I get he was fourteen but I had the brains of a fourteen year old and I could still formulate a phrase.

"You know what I mean." He waved it off.

"Yes, and I also know that this person's not mystical. She will help us… As long as Peter doesn't get to her first." I added, worried.

"If we wait any longer he'll get to us first." Bae retorted.

So dramatic. "He'd have to find us and-" I paused my sentence half way as I heard shouts coming from nearby. The Lost Boys.

Did they find us somehow?

I glanced at Baelfire, he looked right back at me with a look that said 'what do we do now?'.

And I had no clue.

"I suggest shrinking further into the cave as possible, and making no noise." I whispered.

Stupid plan, yes. But at least it was something!

We crouched down and tip-toed towards the end of the cave. It was dark inside and I couldn't see much when I heard Baelfire shout. "Bae!" I cried.

"Ouch." I heard him grumble. "I'm okay, I just fell… Hey, the cave… It's larger here." He exclaimed. What was he going on about?

"What did I say about no noise?" I shout-whispered.

"Sorry." He replied, but they won't find us down here.

"Down where?"

"Go where I was. You'll fall."

"I don't wanna fall." I mumbled. I liked my body parts where they were. No need for falling to tear them apart.

"C'mon. It's fine."

"I can't see anything-" I didn't need to. I took a step and found myself descend onto rocks. More rocks. "Ow." I rubbed my butt, bruised by the hard rocks. It was pitch black down here. "I still can't see anything."

"Can't we believe in lighters or something?" Bae suggested.

"I like your thinking." I patted him on the head.

"…Don't patronize me."

"Who else am I going to patronize? You're the only one here… I hope." I prayed we weren't unwanted guests in a giant spider's den or something. I believed in a torch. Soon enough, a flared wooden stick appeared in my hands.

The cave enlightened and we could finally see our surroundings. Good news was, there were no spiders.

It was fairly small but it would suffice.

"Look what I found!" Bae exclaimed, picking up something from the ground. I went towards him.

He was holding a stone. "Ah, you have yet another rock in this cave. Bravo!" I complimented him sarcastically.

"No, it's a chalk." He explained. "A limestone you can write with."

"Can it also get you off the island?" I asked.

"…No."

"Then we don't need it." I told him. "Now you should get some sleep. Tomorrow we'll go visit my friend."

I believed in a pillow and slept like a baby, whereas Bae, I doubt, didn't sleep at all.

"What the…" The walls of the cave were all drawn on in white. There we maps and pictures and a few random symbols. "Did you even sleep?"

"A little." Bae replied, still caught up in drawing.

Those drawings were actually quite good for a fourteen-year-old... or for me. I could barely draw a square.

"What are they?"

"Drawings." He was still facing the wall, intensely focused on drawing a circle for a man's head.

"No duh. I mean, what do they represent?"

"The plan." Now, he turned to face me. "See, this is Neverland, this is us." He pointed to figures on the wall.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa. That's' me? You could have put more hairs on my head I look bald!"

Bae sighed, turning around and adding a few lines on my character's head.

"Thank you very much." I smiled, satisfied. I moved closer to admire the drawings and one in particular caught my eye. There were five portraits: three children and two grown-ups.

"Are they your non-blood family?" I asked him.

"The Darlings, yes." His face sorrowed.

"You miss them, don't you?" He nodded. "Hey," I looked down at him, "you'll see them again soon." I then put my arms around him and held him tight.

I liked this kid more every moment that passed, even the ones where he was a pain in the ass, and that's saying a lot.

Third Person

The Jolly Roger swayed very little that day. There was no wind, which meant minimal, if none, amount of waves.

The good news was, the rum wouldn't spill. The bad news was, it took Hook a lot more effort to row his little dinghy onto shore.

If he had a golden coin for every time he had to row his way to the island to find his daughter, he'd be rich by now.

As his boots touched the white sand, he heard a noise coming from the forest. "Who's there?" He called out, pulling his sword out of its sheath. It was dark and there was no chance of seeing anything but trees in the dim moonlight.

"Forgotten me already have you?" A perky voice spoke up, and its owner stepped out of the darkness. Tink.

"Tinkerbelle." Hook sighed, relieved, placing his sword back. "Am I grateful to see you."

"I feel the same." She smiled, then added. "I was actually searching for your daughter. I haven't seen her since…" Since she ordered her to fight for Pan. But the details were better left unsaid.

"Pan." Hook snarled. "He took her."

Tinkerbelle gulped, wondering if this was all her doing.

"I must find her. Will you-" He didn't even need to finish his sentence.

"Yes." She replied. "Of course."

They set off into the forest, guided only by the light of a torch.

"If only she had stayed away from him." Hook complained. "Now she's gone off and developed feelings for that demon boy."

Tink stayed quiet, the guilt wrecking her.

"He kidnapped her, he tried to kill her… When did she become so naïve? She should know better than to trust that monster. I taught her better than that."

Tink couldn't listen to this any longer. "Maybe he wasn't that bad to her. He could have treated her well-"

"Well?" Hook repeated, harrowed. "He isn't capable of kindness. Let alone love."

"People can surprise you." Tinkerbelle pointed out.

Hook turned to her. "Are you taking her side on this?"

Tinkerbelle sighed. She better keep her mouth closed, Hook's wrath was something she wouldn't want to risk. Also because he and Mya were the only two people who still believed in her. And she did not intend to loose them.

Mya's P.O.V

"I'm bored." I wined.

Baelfire kept drawing on his stupid cave.

"Did you hear me?" I asked, confused as to why he wouldn't respond. "Bae! Helloooooo! Answer. Now. Bae. Baelfire. Kid. Boy. Dude. Person. John. Bob. Neal-" I was running out of names.

"Neal?" He turned around. Finally. "Really?"

"Yes. Neal. And from now on that shall be your name since it's the only name you answer to."

"You've been talking for hours now. My ears decided to block out the sound of your voice."

"Hey! That's rude." I crossed my arms, offended.

He shrugged and kept drawing.

"Urgh." I stood up and walked out of the cave.

"Where are you going?"

"Fresh air." I replied, stomping out.

Stupid Bae. Won't even talk to me.

I was so focused on insulting Bae in my head that I tripped on something.

"Ouch." I commented, standing up from the ground and examining what I tripped on. A coconut. "Yum."

I picked it up and brought it back inside.

"Hey Neal!" I shouted. "Look what I found." I sounded like I had just found gold… and kind of like Bae when he found the chalk rock.

"What?" Aha! The name Neal does work.

I held the coconut up in the air like a newborn baby. "I found a coconut."

Baelfire shook his head at me. "That's what you found?"

"Hey you found a white rock. I wouldn't brag."

"And this cave." He added.

"I'd shut up before a coconut gets thrown at you." He shut up. Hehe.

"Now… how to open this…" I wondered, staring down at the coconut.

And that, children, is how Neal was born. And the coconut is important just in case you were wondering WTF WHY IS THERE A COCONUT THERE WHAT

Also, I rewatched 3x03-3x04 for the cave thingy and I noticed weird looks going on between Hook and Tink. I mean, I know there was chemistry there but did they sleep together or smth cause I wanted to show the whole background of the Neverland story but idk if you guys want that or let then just stay friends.

YOU CHOOSE.

THE FUTURE IS IN YOUR HANDS.

ONE CHOICE SHALL DETERMINE ALL.

Okay getting a little dramatic here but you get my point.

THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR REVIEWS AND PLEASE KEEP THEM COMING CAUSE THEY'RE NOT JUST MOTIVATING, THEY'RE ALSO REMINDERS TO WRITE CAUSE IM LAZY AF. SO YES.