Peter Pan Imagines

Imagine [14]

Type: Fluff

OC Imagine. The OC, Storm, has been cursed. 

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Pan's plan was failing, he was failing miserably. He was trying to convince Henry, that he could save Neverland, yet nothing was working.

A scowl was on Pan's face as Henry sat alone on a log. He wanted nothing more than to go over and steal the boy's heart, yet it didn't work that way. If he didn't get the boy to believe in him, he'd steal the boy's heart and crush it, that way both of them would be dead.

Felix went over to his friend, sitting down next to the boy. "I'm not in the mood, Felix," the leader told his righthand. "I have more important things to worry about."

"I have a suggestion, one you won't like," Felix said.

Pan turned to his friend, his curiosity pledging his mind. Surely Felix couldn't have thought of something, not something they hadn't already tried. Though if anyone would think of a solution it would be the boy. Felix had been on the Island longer than anyone, apart from Pan himself.

"Do tell."

"We ask her."

Pan froze at the boy's words. How dare he suggest they use HER of all people?! She wasn't to be used for vicious things, she was far to precious to them. "Are you crazy?!" Pan hissed quietly.

"She'd be willing to help, that is why she's here," Felix reminded the boy. He was right, the one reason she stayed on the island was because she MAY be a use to him someday, that was her words.

"It's too dangerous," Pan mumbled. He cared deeply for the girl he kept somewhat like a prisoner. "It was her idea to stay, Pan. She wants you to use her," Felix said.

A growl escaped Pan's mouth before he disappeared into the forest. He hated Felix, because the boy was always right, he always knew what was the right and wrong thing to do.

When Pan appeared by the large cage, he was greeted with a smirking girl. The girl's hair was the colour of mud, yet her eyes, they were strange, they were gold, and that was what attracted her prey.

"Hello, Peter Pan, it's been a while, finally remembered me?" she teased. She knew the boy never forgot about her, as she never did him. He was constantly on her mind, the only thing keeping her sane. "Or do you finally realise I can be useful to you?"

"I need your help," he told the girl.

A fake gasp escaped the girl's mouth, as her pale hand touched her face. "You, need my help? Oh the day has finally come."

Pan fought back a smile as he stared at the beautiful girl. He wanted to protect her, he wanted her to leave, yet she refused. She was a weapon, a powerful one that could suck out the smallest amount of light from any object.

"The truest believer has finally arrived and he's not-" "Believing in you? Perhaps he has common sense," the girl teased.

Pan let out a chuckle as he opened the cage. "How I have missed you." He went to touch her face, only for the girl to move back. "Don't, you know-" "I don't care," Pan mumbled. He was aware of what happened to those who touched her, they felt all the light leave their body, they became numb, emotionless.

The thought of being numb never bothered Pan, truthfully, he already was. He cared for nothing, apart from three things, Neverland, Himself and the girl in front of him. He grabbed her arm, pulling her to her feet.

Unsurprisingly to the boy, he didn't feel any different as he led the girl to the dark clearing, not far from camp. "Your mission, is to make the Truest Believer believe that you are dying and the only way for your survival is me," Pan started. "And the only way I'd be strong enough is with the power of Neverland restored, with his heart."