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"As stubborn as his father"
Everyone was asleep at the hero's camp. They had finally made it to the island to rescue Henry and weren't leaving until they did.
Emma had woken up to the sounds of children crying. She was too curious for her own good and went to investigate the cause.
She drawer her sword, trying to see if anyone else was awake before wandering off. She didn't get far before she heard a voice behind her.
"You hear that too?"
She quickly turned around to see a young boy dressed in a green tunic, with pants of course.
The boy was leaning against a tree, playing with a dagger that was in his hands. "Your Emma, right?"
He slowly leaned away from the tree and walked closer to the Savior. " I wonder why they can't here the crying." He turned to look at the sleeping group of hero's. His brow was furrowed.
"Who are you." Emma demanded, keeping her sword draw to the unknown boy.
"Oh," he raised his brows, "did I forget to introduce myself?" He looked to the ground, licking his lips before giving Emma a smile. "I'm Peter."
He nodded his head to himself and dropped his smile into a faux innocent look. "Peter Pan"
Emma quickly swung her sword and shoved the blade against his neck, backing Pan into the tree he was leaning against. All while Pan just smiled at the Savior.
"Where's Henry." She demanded
"You've got fire. I like fire" he smirked. Emma felt something sharp at the back of her neck. "But not from you."
The blade pressed harder into the back of Emma's neck. "Release him." A voice demanded from behind her. She slowly let go of Pan and backed away.
Pan looked at the person behind her and smirked, "I like it on him" he nodded towards the person. "Let her go" he demanded simply.
The unknown boy drew his sword back to his side
Emma turned around to look at the boy and gasped. He wasn't wearing his hood like he was when he met Henry, but he had fabric covering his mouth like when he came to the island the first time.
The boy looked so damn familiar to her but she's never met him before in her life. Pan slowly walked around Emma to stand right behind the boy. She watched as he wrapped his arms around the boys neck and leaned his chin onto his head. The new arrival to the conversation kept his face blank through the whole motion.
