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✨FAE✨
𝙇𝙤𝙘𝙖𝙩𝙞𝙤𝙣: 𝙉𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙧𝙡𝙖𝙣𝙙
Waking up is hard every morning but this morning it's definitely worse. Waking up suddenly in fear to a Shadow standing over you is absolutely terrifying. Then being kidnapped by this shadow as you try to run away makes this one of my worst mornings by far.
Though the morning I had on the full moon last month was MUCH worse. Everyone who remembers that day has been threatened.....no I will not tell you what happened.
As I'm dragged out of my tent I don't bother screaming instead I just purposely fall limp. Though I doubt my dead weight will stop him in the slightest, maybe it'll annoy him.
The Shadow takes off lifting us up into the air and all I can think is that this lost boy camp looks pathetic from above, with more than half of the boys sleep out in the open.
Fear slowly crawls up my spine. Not because of the height though, no, instead in fear of what's to come. This shadow isn't just any shadow, it belongs to Peter Pan. And anything involving this devious black mass is never good.
Looking down I notice Lewis chasing after us in fear. Screaming for the shadow to let me go even though that would kill me. I grab my favourite rock from my pocket and launch it at him, trying to get him to stop. I'm gonna miss that rock.
"Stopppp." I whisper yell his way, knowing that where I'm going is not somewhere he wants to find himself.
As he gets thumped in the head with the rock, he stops running and gives me a look of fear. Sticking out my hands to let him know that I'm ok, is stopped by my ankle being briefly let go of in warning.
Staying limp for several minutes all I can do is think. Think about where I'm going and why. What could I have possibly done to anger Peter now? I've kept my head down for weeks, I'm not even 18 yet. Why does he need to see me?
Suddenly all I feel is nothing but wind, the wind blowing past my face as I fall below into a pool of freezing cold water.
The feeling of weightlessness mixed with the sting of freezing water wakes me up and I try to decide if I'd rather drown in this moment instead of meeting my doom. But I don't get to make that decision myself.
You see mermaids are disgusting creatures. Though they are of pretty face, they can't help but kiss the ass of Peter Pan and ignore the safety of all other Neverland residents. So when I see Celine (a mermaid I notoriously hate) coming my way to drag me up, I force myself to swim to the top. I will not give her the satisfaction of pleasing him today.
