Broken Masterpiece • (Peter Pan / OUAT) •

Chapter 22 - War

"But I have some question for you.... Starting with," I pause for a moment, letting everyone take in what I'm saying, "why chain down a some-what magical person with a shxtty magical force field. Especially when you've managed to piss her and her magical boyfriend off so much"

And with that, I use all the fight and will power in my body to fight against the force and push myself up till I'm standing. I watch as they ready their swords, surprised by my sudden movements. I ready myself for a decent fight, plastering a smirk on my face.

"Now, let's dance"

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I steady my stance, breathing deeply through my nose. I laugh when I catch sight of Emma inching towards me. Ah, that's her name.

I dodge her attack milliseconds before she swings, tutting when I see she had taken a sword and tried to chop my head off. Silly little woman.

"Sorry love, that's not happening anytime soon"

I look up to see Peter with a devilish smirk on his face, concern filling his eyes when he sees the condition I'm in. I hadn't even realised how beaten up I was until now.

My arms and legs where covered in scratches and bruises, a large, unknown wound on my stomach. My clothes where ripped to shreds, exposing all of my right arm, my legs and my stomach. I noticed how dark and vivid the black veins on my arms where. They where slowly creeping onto my collarbone, the skin on my arms growing grey.

"Hello, darling" I smile at Peter, ignoring my current state. I wasn't going to loose to some no good idiots who decided to raid an island belonging to a lord of darkness.

"Let's say we get out of here? Not before killing these no goods" he grins, making me giggle.

"Of course"

And with no words needed, we charged at the person nearest to us. For me, it was Emma. Who so happened to be getting back up from a certain pirate.

I didn't hesitate to cut her, leaving as many open wounds as possible. The pirate appeared to be of no help to her, considering he was pinned to a tree by weak magic. He's not even trying to break free of it, simply standing and watching with a guilty, hurt face. Pathetic bastard.

I could tell Emma was loosing her will within the first few minutes of the fight. Who is she, to come onto this island, challenge the King and the Queen to a battle, and then give up only a few minutes into the actual fight. And things are still warming up.

I laughed as she fell to the ground, dropping her sword as she went. I placed the tip of my sword against her neck, tilting my head to the side and smiling slightly.

"You've killed the only person on this island that I felt a will to live for. And now that he's gone, I feel it's only fair for me to kill the exact people who took my angel from me"

I hear a struggle coming from beside me, and look over to see Peter being attacked from behind by Hook. He eyes me desperately, begging for help.

I can see Emma cheering on Hook, as if this is a game of football. She's propped up on her elbows, so I kick her chest making her fall back down and wheeze in pain. I smile triumphantly and turn to Peter, who still has an angry pirate on his back.