𝙎𝙊 𝙈𝘼𝙉𝙔 𝙒𝘼𝙔𝙎 𝙏𝙊 𝘽𝙀 𝙒𝙄𝘾𝙆𝙀𝘿 🔥 𝖉𝖊𝖘𝖈𝖊𝖓𝖉𝖆𝖓𝖙𝖘

𝙓𝙄𝙑.

They all dart through the trees like chased deers towards the way where Pan and Pyper came from. Wendy and the villain children were able to jump over the many obstacles in an agile way, but King Ben and the others had a little more trouble in adjusting to the unruly jungle. The red haired teacher throws a look over her shoulder as she runs. A few people were falling behind, including King Ben. "Come on, we need to hurry to the camp before Pan and Pyper regain their ability to move!" She shouts, trying to motivate them to give that last push.

A few minutes later Wendy gives off a signal for them to slow down. They all kneel down by some bushes. Wendy throws a quick look over the leaves and lowers her head again. She gestures for everyone to come closer and she lowers her voice to a barely audible whisper. "We are at the border of the camp. I think they keep their prisoners on the border of the campment, but it is not as easy as it sounds since the Lost Boys are still in the camp." "But.. they're just boys," Gil remarks. He raises his eyebrow in confusion. He didn't understand what the problem was. Wendy smiles sympathetically at him. "They're not just boys, Gil. They haven't been for a very long time. Pan has trained them to be as vicious as him and they obey without question to anything he says."

"Well, if they're asleep it won't be difficult," Uma suggests. She fishes underneath her shirt and digs up her shell necklace, holding it in her hand. "Neverland is run on magic, is it not? My mother is a seawitch. She stored a little of her own magic into my necklace so I can use the magical properties of it. I can spread a sleeping spell so the boys fall asleep and we can take the others." They all look at Ms. Darling to see what she thinks of the plan. The teacher purses her lips. "It might be tricky, but I think it can actually work.. Good idea, Uma!" The pirate smiles at the approving words and shuffles closer to the bush.

She raises just enough to look over the edge. The seven Lost Boys were hanging around in the camp. The Twins were sharpening their spears in complete unison while Slightly was skinning a fox from its tail, most likely to replace the battered one on his current outfit. All the Lost Boys were wearing parts of animals. Tootles had a sash of skunk skin across his body, Cubby had a bear's head skinned and wore it like a hood, Nibs had rabbit ears in his ash gray hair and tunic made of rabbit hair and the Twins were dressed in tunics of raccoon hide with a cloak of raccoon tails on their backs and not one thing out of unison. She looks in distaste at the boys but decides to focus her attention elsewhere.

Uma holds the shell between her fingers and closes her eyes. They hear a soft click and the end of the spiral shell opens up a little more. A blue smoke escapes the shell and spreads out over the camp. When Uma opens her eyes, there was a magical blue hue in her dark brown eyes. The smoke slowly closes in the camp, but stays away from the border where the prisoners were kept. The Lost Boys first attempt to fight the smoke, but quickly succumb to the spell and fall to the ground. As soon as the smoke had disappeared they all ran into the campment. 

The prisoners were half asleep as they try to pass by the time. Mal too was almost dozing off when she suddenly hears a few thuds quickly following each other up. She looks up and sees the Lost Boys falling down like domino stones. The others notice too, their faces contorting into confused expressions. But then they see a group of people running towards them and realize what was going on. They were going to be saved!