Carter's POV
I wish Charlotte was here, I wish she was alive........
I open my eyes to see Pan no where near. I look at myself and gasp.
Who changed my clothes?!
Ugh! God dammit Pan! I look like a salad!!!
I try standing up but my legs are too weak. I spot a chair right next to me and get myself to sit in it. My wrists are covered in blood from the chains opening up my scars.
I hear foot steps.
Not Pan's but a women's with high heels. She walks in with a purple cloak and an all purple outfit. She's wearing skin tight purple jeans and a skin tight purple zip up crop top. She's also weapons ng high heel stiletto boots. Her makeup is over detailed with purple and her bails are also purple.
God she loves purple.
She smirks at me and pulls out a purple dagger. I look at her weirdly.
"I see you're awake little one" she says tracing the blade with her fingers.
"And you are?" I ask not really caring.
"Why, I'm Pan's fuck buddy" she says in a fake dumb way. " and you aren't nearly as pretty as me so, oh well, sucks to suck!" She says as if she's pouting.
"Listen Purple, I don't really care who the hell you are, I just want out." I say totally bored.
"You just want Pan all to your self!" She screeches at me.
"What?! No! I don't want anything to do with him!" I shout at her.
"Liar!" she screams at me running to me and stabbing me in my side.
"AAAAUUUAAAHHHHGGGGG" I cry out in pain; warm blood going to my mouth.
"Awww, is little baby Carter in pain?" she fake pouted. "Well good!" she stabbed the dagger into my side harder.
"STOP!" I scream in pain.
"Ouch! You little bitch! You screamed in my ear!" She said holding her ear. she pulled the knife out of me.
"AGGHH" I scream spitting out blood. She kicks the chair from underneath me away. I fall on my knees as my chains scratch my cuts as I feel blood run down my arms. She kicks my side laughing evily. My eyes water but I refuse to let her see my tears.
"That'll teach you to mess with my fuck buddy!"she gives me one last kick in the stomach before knocking me out.
"See you later" was the last thing I heard before blacking out.
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Pan's POV
I look out as I hear Carter's screams of pain. I sigh knowing Charlotte is with her. Its good they don't remember each other. I want Carter to kill Charlotte so Carter can join me forever.
But even if they do remember each other Charlotte will die. Either way Carter falls for me again and will never leave me. Its a shame that she can't see how good this is for her. She won't ever have to cut again if she stays here with me.
I see something in the distance and grab my telescope. I look in and see the last thing I wanted to see knowing that if Carter finds out about this she'll try to go off to it, but I smirk coming up with a plan.
"Well, looks like we have a visitor, more to play with now."
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Carter's POV
I wake up my head hanging, to see that slutty girl's boots. I'm tied to a chair and I'm in the same jail cell I was in long ago with Bealfire. I stare at her with a blank expression as she smirk, my side hurting like hell. I know if I try anything I'll get hurt way more than I should. I look at my self seeing the same exact clothes but clean. How? Who? What?
"Oh, Pan had some newbie Lost Boy change you, he was there the whole making sure he didn't touch you." she furrows her eyes brows. "I don't see what Pan sees in you." I raise my brow at her.
"What? You're not that pretty, and a little chubby." she states throwing a piece of bread at me. I let it fall to the ground not taking anything from her.
"Oh, I see," she walks around grabbing a chicken leg for her self. "So its gonna be like that huh?"
"..."
"Well then, I was going to give you a while and let you eat but I guess you want to skip to the torture." She wipes her hands and brings out her purple dagger. She smirks as she slowly comes over to me.
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"AAAGGGHHH!" I scream in pain as more of my crimson blood fills my mouth.
"Dammit Carter! Even when you're covered in your own blood you manage to out pretty me!! Its not fair!" She stabs the knife into my other side and cuts all over my arms.
Again and again she stabs me. Each time with more force as pain shoots through me. Memories that still haunt me flash in my eyes. All I can see is blue. Blue memories, blue present, and a blue future. Pain and heart ache meet and take a crashing course. This crash of emotion turns into rage, rage and fury. With all this anger burning inside the pain stops and I've grown too annoyed with her.
"STOP!" I scream, a blue powerful force of light and energy exploding through and from me. A big blue explosion sending that horrid girl, no... throwing her against a wall. My blood and the light mix as my pericing scream rings in my ears and echoes all through Neverland. With al the chaose I'm causing, I was thrown to the wall as well the chair breaking. I hit my head.
Darkness.
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Memories Of Pixie Dust (A Peter Pan Fanfic)
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