Pan's Game || OUAT Fanfic || EDITED VERSION

Chapter 31; Two Truths And A Lie

"Don't destroy someone because someone once destroyed you..."

~ Unknown

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Peter's P.O.V

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    I can hear Andrew shouting as we get closer to Mermaid Lagoon.
    "They escaped?!" Andrew exclaims. "How could they've possibly escaped?"
    The anger in his voice tells me that I'd better intervene before he kills someone. I quickly step out from behind the waterfall.

    "Andrew!" I shout, my voice loud and dangerous enough to scare any grown man.
    "P-Pan," Andrew greets.
    I walk past Jerome and Hunter and head towards Andrew.
    "Were you going to break one of my rules?" I ask as calmly as possible.
    Andrew takes a second to regain his composure. "I wasn't going to do anything to them."

    "Really?" I say. "Because Ray and Will say otherwise."
    He gulps, acting unfazed by my statement.
    I notice the brothers slowly inching away from me in my peripheral vision.
    "Not so fast, boys," I order, not taking my eyes off Andrew.
    The boys stop in their tracks and I hear Jerome curse under his breath.

    "Say that again."
    "I wasn't going to do anything to them," he repeats.
    I give him a humorless laugh. "You're daft if you think you can lie to me."
    "What are you talking about, Pan?" he asks, feigning innocence.
    "My favoritism towards you has made you arrogant, Andrew," I say, circling him.

    His confidence falters at that sentence.
    "I'm going to ask you one more time," I say, gritting my teeth. "Were you going to break one of my rules?"
    Andrew doesn't miss a beat. "No."
    "Wrong answer," I say, teleporting myself in front of him. I stick my hand into his chest and take his heart out.

    The colour of his heart catches my attention, it's darker than most.
    "Look, Andrew," I say, chuckling as I bring his heart up so he can see it. "Your heart is almost as jet black as mine."
    He stares at his heart, his mouth agape.
    I glare at him. "Tell me the truth, were you about to break one of my rules?"

    He doesn't respond.
    "Answer me!" I snarl, squeezing his heart in my hand.
    Andrew cries out in pain. "Y-Yes, Pan. I was going to b-break one of y-your rules."
    I growl, tightening my grip on his heart. I can feel it beating rapidly in my hand as I do so. "I detest liars almost as much as I detest rule breakers."

    Just when I'm close to squeezing Andrew's heart until it's nothing but black ash, I hear a feminine voice shout my name.
    "Peter, stop it!"
    I release the pressure on the heart, placing it back in Andrew's chest. The boy falls to the ground, panting.
    "Why are you helping him, Alice?" I ask, turning to face her. "He tried to kill your friends."

    "That doesn't give you the right to kill him for it," she says.
    I point at the boy on the ground and raise my voice. "He broke my rules," I state. "He deserves to be punished for it."
    "Ray and Will are still alive," Alice points out. "Therefore he didn't break any rules."
    "She's right," Lewis and Will chorus, standing next to her.
    Ray stands next to his brother, remaining silent.

    I clench my fists so hard I can feel a trickle of blood running down my hand. If it were any other Lost Boy, I'd kill him on the spot. But not Alice. No, I'd never be able to kill her.

    "If I don't punish my lost boys anymore, people will think that I've gone soft."
    "Let them think that. Your boys and I all know you haven't gone soft. Quite the opposite actually."
    I shake my head in defeat, turning to face Andrew. "Get up."
    He stumbles to his feat, keeping his eyes on the ground.
    "Look at me," I order.