The Neverland Queen(A OUAT Fanfic & Peter Pan love story)

Chapter 7

Willow was in her tent, getting ready for another day of training. She walked out of the tent.

"Good morning, Willow." Peter greeted.

"Good morning." Willow greeted back.

"Hurry and eat up." Peter said, handing her some food. "We have a lot to do today."

"It's just training." Willow said. "I've been doing it almost everyday since I've been here."

"No training today." Peter replied. "I want to see what you've learned from Oliver. Consider it a test, if you'd like."

Willow nodded and started to eat.

As she was finishing up, Oliver approached them.

"Let's get going." Peter said.

Willow followed behind them. They stopped at a clearing.

Peter looked to Willow.

"I want you to hunt an animal." He said before turning to Oliver. "You. No helping. I want to see what she can do."

Oliver nodded.

Willow stood there for a moment, listening. She heard something behind a bush a few feet away and walked towards that direction. The boys quietly followed behind her.

As quietly as she could, Willow looked around the bush to see a rabbit. She drew her bow and pulled an arrow back.

After getting a good eye on her target, Willow let the arrow go and it hit the rabbit.

"Excellent." Peter said. "Bring it back to camp and have it for dinner as a reward."

Willow nodded.

The three headed back to the camp.

"Your second test is to see how well you can stay hidden." Peter explained. "I'll give you a thirty second head start before I send some of the lost boys after you. Understand?"

"Yes." Willow responded.

"Ready?" Peter asked. "Go ahead."

Willow took off into the forest. She started off at jog before increasing her speed.

After a little bit she heard voices behind her. She climbed up a tree as far as she could before seeing the lost boys appear below. Peter and Oliver among them, probably to observe.

Willow was getting uncomfortable in the position she was in. She made the slightest movement, which caused everyone to look up at her. She saw Peter say something to the boys and they started aiming things at her.

Willow started jumping from tree branch to tree branch, trying to avoid the moving targets. She swung from a branch to land on the ground, but tripped on something in the process, and fell. She hissed and groaned in pain. Willow looked down to see a large bleeding gash on her knee. She looked up to her hear pounding footsteps and saw the boys approaching. She grabbed a dagger and threw it. All it did was cut some clothing. She scrambled up and took off running. Weapons were flying at her, narrowly missing her. Willow dove behind a bush, catching her breath as she was breathing heavily.

"Alright, Will." Peter said. "You can come out."

Willow slowly rose from the bush, armed in case it was something trick.

"Well done." Peter complimented.

Willow walked out from behind the bush.

"Let's go back to the camp." Peter said. "I have one more test for you."

As she started walking, the adrenaline rush was subsiding and she started to feel the pain in her leg, limping.

"Here." Peter said, holding out his hand. Willow took it and they soared above the other lost boys.

"So, what's the last test?" Willow asked once they got back to camp.

Oliver handed her a sword and then gave one to Peter.

"What am I supposed to do with this?" Willow asked.

"What do you think?" Peter asked before lunging at her and hitting his sword with Willow's.

Willow lunged back and the two went back and forth sword fighting. Peter lunged at Willow. She ducked and his sword snagged a piece of her clothing. Peter knocked Willow's sword out of her hand, it landing a few feet away. Willow rushed after it, dodging Peter's lunges. She hopped on a crate and jumped into the air, landing on top of Peter and knocking his sword out of his hand.

"I concede." Peter said, holding his hands up.

Some of the Lost Boys pulled Willow off of Peter. Willow was completely out of breath by now.

"Excellent job, Will." Peter said, smiling. "We'll have a feast to celebrate your efforts today. But first, let's get you cleaned up."

"I can take care of her wounds." A Lost Boy volunteered.

"Thank you, Reggie." Peter said. "But,I'll take care of her myself."

Reggie was the camp's Healer Lost Boy.

Peter took Willow's hand, without really any restraint from her, and brought her to his private tent. He sat her down a bed and started cleaning her wounds.

Willow hissed and groaned in pain.

"They'll heal within a few days and you'll be good as new." Peter said.

Willow nodded.

"I'm quite impressed with how well you did today." Peter commended. "Especially the sword fight because no one ever beats me."

"You just let me win." Willow said. "Well, I wasn't going to let you get seriously hurt." Peter said. "But, you did put up quite the fight. You're certainly a Lost Girl now."

Willow couldn't contain the smile spreading across her face.

"Now, go change into something presentable for the feast." Peter added.

Willow walked out of the tent and towards her own.