A descendants and ouat crossover fanfiction where the Ak's and Vk's were stolen away as children by Peter Pan and found years later. Not an original idea-- I was inspired by @thesupernaturalTeen 's story "I miss the days crossover ". You should go c...
(Above is the hand signals they use, below is the map of their camp);
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(There is the med cave, the weapon wall/tree, the hook's ships, Ben's tipi near the watchtower, campfire, and bulid it center. Near the bulid it center is the medcave. Near the secret entrance rock is the core 4's tipi. I drew the map. Sorry if it's bad).
"I thought you were my friend?" Chad said annoyed as he and Evie trucked through the woods, looking for Jane.
The younger girl had disappeared earlier in the week and they, along with the rest of their camp mates, had taken turns looking for her while keeping the camp hidden and running.
The search was not going well.
"I am" Evie responded, eyes roaming their surroundings as she did so. "But it's my duty as your friend— and as your older aunt— to tell you that you suck at this" she smirked as she emphasized the older part to him, keeping her bow trained on their surroundings. She was just waiting for an ambush; they both were, to be honest.
Pan loved making them miserable as did the lost boys and,well.. the Indians.. no one was really sure where they stood since it seemed everyone and everything but the fairy lady on this island wanted them dead. Not to mention that the fairy lady didn't really help them out that much either and tended to avoid them, so you really couldn't be too safe in Neverland.
They had all learned that the hard way.
"Oh shut up, Evilette" the young prince snapped back without much heat, rolling his eyes as he sliced down another vine.
Evie gasped before glaring at the younger boy "I told you not to call me that!"
All Chad did was smile innocently. "Not to call you what?"
The bluenette whacked him with her bow over the head. "You know what, you feather brained blueberry!" She tried to whack him again, but he ducked and cheekily said "wouldn't you be the blueberry? You look like one."
Evie looked outraged by his return. "Why you little —"
Lonnie, who had been quiet up until now, cut her off. "Guys, can we not argue right now? We'll never find Jane if we keep this up" She pointed out annoyed, rolling her eyes as she scanned the area for any sign of their lost friend.
"Sorry Lonnie" the aunt and nephew duo echoed in sync, looking quite sheepish at being called out.
"Shh... did you hear that?" Lonnie asked, throwing her arm out to halt their movements as she reached for her sword that was clipped on her belt.
The two stayed quiet, straining their ears to see if they could hear what Lonnie did.
They heard nothing.
"No. What did you hear?" Chad asked, whispering in order to not draw attention to them.
"I don't know. It sounded like a wounded animal—"
Evie cut her off, pointing ahead of them "uh, guys...what's that?"
The prince and the warrior squinted, trying to get a closer look at the thing. Chad felt his heart drop "uh guys... that.. that looks like it came from one of Jane's wings.."
"What? Are you sure?" Evie whispered frantically, edging forward as she lowered her bow—trying to get a better look at it. Silently praying that Chad was just imagining things or pulling a joke of poor taste but sure enough, it did look like Jane's wing. It was a small, nearly transparent, pinkish-blue thing that was about the size of a toddler's hand. Her stomach dropped as the dark implications of this discovery hit her and she turned white as a ghost.
"Oh my Mushsu" Lonnie whispered, turning green as she moved forward—hand on her sword.
"Watch my back" She hissed warningly at her friends, going into defense mode.
They nodded, tightening their grips on their weapons—ready to follow her into battle. They all felt sick at the discovery and feared what it meant for their younger friend's safety.
They all edged forward, tense as all living hell as they moved through the trees and the vines. Finding more and more flakes of bloody wing as they did so—until they found her.
Chad dropped his sword and his jaw as all the color drained from his face—eyes widening in horror as tears began to well up in them.
Evie threw her hands over her mouth to muffle her scream, dropping her bow in the process as she went white.
And Lonnie.. Lonnie just poked her with a stick to make sure she was alive and jumped back, eyes full of tears when the bloody heap on the ground screamed in agony.
Jane laid on the ground, pale as a ghost. Bruises, scrapes, and burns marrying her pale, delicate skin. Her wings were shredded and bent at peculiar angles—twitching as vultures pecked at them. Or more specifically, at the bugs that were crawling on them.
It was hard to tell really.
Her dress was stained with blood from her injuries and she was curled up in a ball, barely breathing— barely alive. And her hair was cut in various places, making it choppy and uneven. It was a horrifying sight that stunned them for a few minutes until Jane screamed out in pain as a vulture bit her wing.
Chad charged forward, red with rage and swung his sword at the vultures—nearly hitting Jane and scaring the vile birds away.
"Get off her! Go! Get! Nobody likes you, you dumb old birds! You're ugly anyway!" He yelled, swatting at them with his sword as Evie and Lonnie peeled a barely alive Jane off the ground.
"Chad, that's enough. We have to get out of here before someone finds us" Lonnie said sternly.
"But but—" Evie cut him off softly "Jane needs us. We have to get back to the camp so we can save her and maybe her wings. She nearly lost them last time."
Chad winced at the reminder as guilt threatened to overwhelm him. If he hadn't been sick, if he had just sucked it up and went with Jane to the bathroom, she wouldn't have been taken.
This wouldn't have happened again.
This time was on him.
"Okay" he relented, returning to Evie's side. "What do you want me to do?" He asked them.
"You take Jane's side, I'll look out for danger and eliminate it, got it?" Evie instructed, maneuvering Jane's arm and wing over Chad.
"Yeah yeah. I got it. Let's get out of here" He muttered unhappily, thinking about all the things he wanted to do to Pan and his lost boys at the moment. Most of which weren't very princely.
