𝙎𝙊 𝙈𝘼𝙉𝙔 𝙒𝘼𝙔𝙎 𝙏𝙊 𝘽𝙀 𝙒𝙄𝘾𝙆𝙀𝘿 🔥 𝖉𝖊𝖘𝖈𝖊𝖓𝖉𝖆𝖓𝖙𝖘

𝙀𝙋𝙄𝙇𝙊𝙂𝙐𝙀

".. And this is the campsite where Peter Pan and his band of Lost Boys lived before our King and our future Queen Mal defeated him and his daughter alongside their allies and put all the inhabitants of Neverland under a Sleeping Curse."

Fairy Godmother steps onto the dirt ground of the camp. She spreads her arms wide to showcase the scene. A group of students still lingers between the trees around the campment. They were all in awe over the simplicity and coziness of the camp. None could imagine that this camp once belonged to one of the most evil villains known to Auradonian history.  Their eyes immediately glide over the bodies that lay scattered around the camp. Boys, not much older than them, wearing animal skins and all fast asleep. Next to the campfire lays one boy wearing dark green clothing and boots. The infamous Peter Pan himself.

Mal, who had joined this school trip to Neverland, smiles kindly towards Fairy Godmother. "I think they are a bit hesitant," she whispers. The future Queen takes a step forward and raises her hands in a comforting gesture. "Don't be afraid. They are all fast asleep and unable to hurt us. Come closer and take a look around-" "- And don't forget to work on your assignment on magical sources," Fairy Godmother adds with a finger raised in the air. Slowly but surely the group of students begins to roam around the camp. Eventually they even take out their notebooks and stand in groups as they work on the assignment.

Fairy Godmother and Mal stand side by side and observe, ready to answer questions when asked and reprimand the students that did not follow their instructions. Mal let her eyes glide over the scene. Not long ago she had been held captive in this camp. She was threatened to be killed by a dangerous poison called Nightdew, which also almost cost Belle her life if Fairy Godmother had not put her under a Sleeping Curse too to stop the poison from spreading. But, unfortunately, there was not much hope for Belle to be cured. This only prolonged the inevitable, but Ben nor Beast were ready to say goodbye yet. 

Her eyes travel over the Lost Boys. Tinkerbell was not among them, but they had found her in the secret hide-out underneath the tree and she was asleep too. The mermaids of Mermaid Lagoon were all floating in a circle in the water and the Indians were laying on the ground all over the island: a result of them trying to find the escaped prisoners all over Neverland when the Curse was cast. Lastly her gaze travels towards Pan and..

Wait..

"Fairy Godmother?" The headmistress hums in response and turns her head to meet the girl's green eyes. She seemed unbothered, which must mean that she had not noticed yet. Mal lowers her head until her mouth comes close to the woman's ear. "I do not wish to cause panic, but.. was Pyper not asleep besides Pan?"

Fairy Godmother snaps her head around and her sight narrows on Pan's unmoving body. His arm lays outstretched besides him as usual. But where he was formerly holding his daughter's hand in their sleep there was now an empty hand. "It can't be.. how could she be gone? She was besides him just a few weeks ago during the patrol," the fairy whispers in a state of shock. Mal shakes her head. "I think that is the least of our concerns right now, Fairy Godmother. I believe the right question to ask is.." She takes a deep breath and looks around solemnly, but all she saw was the jungle that closed around them.

"..where is she now?"