Ch. 15

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                                                Third Person POV 


 Present.Mulan  and Aurora ride towards an island, dragging the bound and behind them. Mulan carries an unconscious Hayden in front of her.

 "Oh." Emma says as they continue being dragged along

" What is this place?" Mary Margret asks

"Our home." Mulan says 

the Horse whines 

They arrive the safe haven, and people stop, stare and gasp

" It's like they're refugees." Emma says 

"We're survivors." Mulan says 


                                                   Hayden POV 


                                 Dream


I was walking through the dense forest, For some odd reason I knew exactly where I was going. I follow the path up the mountain. Where there was a field of beautiful roses they were whit with splashed red. 

"Beautiful aren't they." I hear beside me 

I slowly look towards the voice there he stood Peter. He's been visiting me a lot. 

"Yes." I say

"The time is approaching fast." He says 

"Is it?" I ask 

He nodded 

"I cannot explain to you the amount of pain and suffering you will be in until to arrive to this island, I can do what I can but it's not much for how far apart you are from me." He says 

"I understand." I say

"When you arrive on the island there will be Felix, He's my right hand man, He'll take you to me." He says 

I nodded 

"But if it doesn't go as planned meet me here, I'll find you." He says 

"Okay." I say smiling up at him

"You have to wake up now love." He says 

"Do I have to can't I stay here with you?" I say 

He shook his head no. 

"No you must wake up you have a long journey ahead of you." He says 

"I promise the time will come we will meet, Until then this is how we must meet." He says he kisses my forehead. 

"Now wake up." He says 


                                          End Dream 


My heavy eyelids slowly flutter open I stare at the ceiling of a tent. I sit up quickly as I gasped. 

"Easy, You have a pretty big bump on your head." I hear 

I look to my right. A woman with long dark hair stands next to me. She is dressed like a warrior. I look at her sword. 

"I like your sword." I say 

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