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Hook's POV (3rd person)

This was getting them nowhere, Pan was to strong. So Hook had come up with a plan, kidnap then host of the magic of Neverland. He had come across the girl a few times the last time he was in Neverland and had discovered some useful things.

Like that the girl is still young, very young and powerful. The younger she was the more powerful she was, which means the more powerful Pan is. She ages when she is scared, so all he has to do is frighten her. But she is a fast little demon and not easily frightened, unless she has no way to get away, or she's completely alone.

So that's why he had to kidnap her.

Hook didn't tell the rest of the group of his plan, he knew they wouldn't agree – except for Regina of course. He was currently walking through the jungle, gathering some vines he could use as rope. It was harder with a hook for a hand but he managed to get enough vines to make a net. He placed the net somewhere behind a tree and returned to the camp.

"I'm going to get some firewood," he announced. Everyone looked up from what they were doing.

"You just came back," Emma said confused. "What were you doing anyway?"

Hook scratched behind his ear. "Just… making sure there were no lost boys near the camp."

Emma stood up and walked over to him. "Is that so?"

"Aye," he said, sounding more confident then he felt. He hated lying to Emma but he knew she would stop him if she knew what he had planned.

She gave him one last wary look before turning around and walking back. "Alright."

He ducked his head a bit and turned, walking back to the spot where he left his net and rope. He pushed down the bad feeling that was stirring in his stomach for now. He had to kidnap someone.

Air POV

I was feeling extra jumpy today for some reason. I really wanted to play with Felix or Pan but they were both busy with training, hunting or other stuff. So I decided to jump around a bit, maybe sneak around a bit by that silly group of adults. I have only seen a few adults in my life and they always fascinate me. They are so big, and they're less clumsy than teenage boys.

I jumped from a branch and grabbed a vine, swinging to another branch. I froze completely when I heard something from beneath me. I carefully looked down, but no one was there. It was probably just an animal, nothing to worry about.

So I relaxed again and jumped from branch to branch again. Again, there was a vine between two branches that were too far away from each other for me to just jump to. I prepared myself and jumped to the vine. I grabbed hold of it and started swinging to get closer to the other branch.

I jump when suddenly a net came up and snatched me out of mid-air. I screamed as a fell the ground. I doubted anyone heard me since I was pretty far away from the camp. When I hit the ground my head hit a rock and I slowly felt consciousness leaving me.

"I'm sorry, love." was the last thing I heard before everything went black.

When I woke up again my head was hurting a lot. I went to bring my hand up to rub my head but couldn't. I opened my eyes and looked down, seeing that I was bound to a tree. I tried to stay calm and took a deep breath so I could whistle to signal to Peter and Felix that I was in trouble. But as I moved my lips to whistle, only then did I notice there was a gag in my mouth.

Now panic was really crawling up inside me, but I tried to stay calm. I really tried. Then I felt a cold metal being pressed against my throat and felt someone hot breath against my neck. Slowly the person who had the metal against my throat walk around to face me.

Hook.

I swallowed hard as his dangerous glare met my eyes. "Good, about time you woke up," he snarled. Now that he was turned I could see that the metal against my throat was his hook. I felt panic and fear crawl up in me which was not good.

Hook noticed the fear I started to feel. He smirked and chuckled lowly. "Good, keep that fear, let it rush through you."

I knew what he was doing, why he was doing this; he wanted me to age. As much as I fought the fear I still felt my body slowly changing. I closed my eyes, maybe if I didn't see him I wouldn't be afraid. For a moment it worked and I felt myself relax again which Hook noticed and pressed his hook harder against my throat.

I wanted to cry because it hurt and I was sure he was drawing blood. This only sped up the process. Eventually Hook released the pressure on my throat and stepped away from me.

He didn't look at me when he said, "That should be enough for now, I'll come back later."

For a moment I thought I saw shame cross his face before he disappeared into the jungle, leaving me here, alone. I felt tears sting my eyes as I looked down at my hands. They were bigger but slimmer, closer to woman hands then to those of a little girl.

My hair had grown, too, and my legs looked longer from where I had them outstretched before me. My clothing felt tight around my body, the rope that bound me to the tree didn't help either. How much did I age?

I sat there tied to the tree for what felt like hours, before I heard someone coming. They didn't sound like a lost boy, so I assumed that it was one of the adults. I was soon proven right, when the women with short black hair, and the man with short yellow hair stumbled upon me, and immediately were followed by the rest minus the pirate who had captured me and tied me here. When the first women, who I think I heard them call her snow white, sees me, she immediately rushes over to take the gag out of my mouth. After it's out I finally whistle to pan desperately as they just look at me wondering why I did that. It was as soon as I finished whistling that the pirate appeared and turned to them angrily asking why they did that, and beginning to explain who I was. While they were distracted I whistled again, this time I heard a response faintly, and I smiled knowing at least I would be rescued. The pirate was now yelling for them to shut me up, and as predicted the one to untie me started arguing back. I heard the faint sound of running feet and in seconds we were surrounded by the boys, and I could feel someone behind me untying my hands. I was then picked up and I looked to see it was Felix with a sad look on his face as he saw how much I had aged. Silently, while the adults and the boys are fighting, we slipped away into the darkness of the forest, and none of the adults noticed we were gone until the lost boys silently, as one, retreated also.