"Why are you ignoring me?" Pan says becoming agitated.
I slowly turn around and look him in his forest green eyes and give him a blank expression and say, "I want to go home."
"This is your home, love, you had nothing to live for back where you came...
I make my way up to the deck, not making eye contact with anyone. The deck grows silent as I trudge my way to one of the crates near the lost boys. I pull on my loose sleeves as everyone on deck watches my every move.
As I'm so close to sitting down, someone grabs my forearm and prevents me to sit down.
"I know you, you work with Pan!" Mary Margaret exclaimed. Everyone looks at me with suspicion and some anger.
"I-I was under a spell, I-I'm sorry I hurt your son, P-Pan kept me under a spell for 33 years. I'm not going to ask for your forgiveness, but please, spare me." I pleaded with shakiness thick in my tone.
Most of the adults on board looked at me with pity, except for Emma of course. She knew that I was lying and I knew she knew. But she won't be a problem for long.
Mary Margaret hesitantly let go of my arm and let me sit on the crate. She took a short glance at the lost boys and walked towards her group.
I turned to the lost boys and they all just sit there silently, not making eye contact. I avert my gaze to Felix demanding an explanation, he gestured his head over to Thomas. Of course he would snitch, I just fûcking knew it.
If looks could kill, Thomas would be a pile of guts and blood by now. He continued to stare down at the rotting spot of the floor board in guilt.
I look around the ship to see the grown ups minding their own business, and turn back to Thomas, looking incredibly pissed off.
"What the actual fûck is your problem?" I refrain from reaching over, taking out his heart and crushing to sand. "Why are you so selfish, huh? You better thank the heavens that I am undercover right now, because if I wasn't?... Let's just say it wouldn't be pretty for you. So when all this shît is over, you better be in a very far away place, because I will find you... And I will kill you." I calmly whispered.
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(I'm sorry I had to😂)
My eyes turned the darkest shades of purple as my dark thoughts start to take over, but before I would start to start to see all red, Henry(Pan) plopped down on a crate next to Felix. Felix looks at him in confusion.
"What do you want, boy?" Felix glared at him. Said boy smirked, which is an awfully awkward expression on him if I do say so myself, at Felix.
"I came to thank you." He explained simply.
"No matter what those other traitors do, I'm on Pan's side. And Pan—" Felix begins protest but Henry(Pan) cuts him off.
"Never fails."
"What?" Felix questioned even more confused than before. I swear, Felix you're so slow.
"You heard me. Peter Pan never fails. He can't be stopped even when they think he's defeated. When they think they've won, he finds a way." The little imposter's face broke into a bigger smirk, if that was even possible.
