Here for eternity
Guest: I don't feel comfortable copying someone else's story even if it hasn't been updated in so long. I will, however, write a story about the group being trapped on Neverland.
Fangirl99: That's awful similar in ways to "The worst walk". Is there something else I can write for you?
"Ariel, you can't be serious!" Eric said, panicking. I hardly know anyone from this town, I can't tell them that their heroes are never coming home!" Ariel placed a comforting hand on Eric's chest.
"You have to. I need to go straight back and help them against the last rebelling lost boys and the shadow. Once that's done I'll come back and we can be together for good. Unlike them and their loved ones, they'll never see each other again." Ariel pointed out. Eric sighed, leaning forward and kissing her forehead.
"Alright, I'll do it. But hurry back."
"I promise." Ariel said before diving back into the sea...
Ariel made it back to Neverland and helped the group in fighting off the last of the Lost Boys who were loyal to Pan. Or since his death their new leader, his shadow. Most of the boys had chosen the warmth and love of the group over the harshness of the shadow's rule, but some vicious boys remained and they would need all the help they could get in keeping them at bay. Yes, the group had managed to get Henry back in one piece and kill Pan to boot, but the price of his death was clear- they would never be able to leave the island. They could still hear the shadow call for them through the forest periodically.
"I am coming for you!" He growled in his ghoulish voice. They had all learned to ignore him by now. Tinker Bell had let them use her tree house asa shelter before they made their own. The small group soon made their own small homes in the trees. They were trying to look at the positives of being stuck here for all eternity. At least they were together. Snow and Charming would certainly make up for their lost time with Emma, and then some. Regina and Emma had their chance to do things right with Henry. Snow and Charming had each other. Emma had Killian. Rumple missed Belle dearly, and the death of his father had hit him hard regardless of how evil he had become. He had taken himself away from the group and they rarely saw him. Of course, for all they'd been told that there was no way to return home either to Storybrooke or the Enchanted Forest, that didn't stop them planning. How many times between them had they been told that something was impossible? How many times had they defied the odds? There was one thing this cursed island would never take from them- hope.