Broken Masterpiece • (Peter Pan / OUAT) •

Chapter 10 - The Gaze Of A Pure Soul

"You've got to be kidding me" I gulp as I look to the centre of the room.

A ginormous bear trap was set in the centre of the small circle us boys (and girl) sat in. It was big enough to fit about two fully grown men in it just to chop them in half. Gives off a gross image, but it's nothing but true.

"Well then... We best get dancing" smirks Pan, his accent intensifying as his eyes turn black. Thankfully, there's no yellow in the centre of his eyes. But they are however, glowing.

"Dancing?" I spit out, eyeing the bear trap with wide eyes.

"I'm not sure what kind of messed up ballet you've been doing" I hiss, scared for my life.

The bear trap was humongous. I'm quite tall and skinny, so that trap would swallow me whole. What scared me most about it was not the spiked edges. Nor was it the fact that this thing could kill me in an instant. My one biggest fear was of having someone I knew very well, pushing me into an instant death trap. These boys are my family and I sure as hell ain't pushing them into that thing. But it scares me because I really don't want to have one of them push me into it. It's like one of them messed up horror films where you have to pick which one of your friends/family members that you want to kill. You know, where they're tied up to walls and there's some weird chainsaw moving towards either them. Then you have to flick the lever to whichever side to choose who you want to kill.

All except for the fact I'll be the one dead if I don't kill one of them poor boys standing directly across from me.

I shiver at the though of watching one of the younger boys die. There's only a small possibility that one of us older ones will be the ones to land in that bear trap. I don't think there's much luck for any of us really.

The worst part was, Oscar was on the opposite team.

I've never seen him fight, so I don't know if he's a strong fighter or if he can't even hold a sword, never mind use one. The thought of losing him scares me. Then again, the thought of me fearing to loose him scares me just as much. I never thought I'd become so attached to another person. But he's just so pure, so innocent. You can't help but fall in love with him when you look him in the eye.

"Scarlett?" Dylan speaks questionably, snapping me out of my thoughts.

"You where thinking really hard there, weren't you?" he chuckles. I just nod, turning my attention from the bear trap to him.

"Well?" he questions. I look at him in complete and utter confusion, wondering if he'd asked me a question or if he had said something before that I didn't hear. He sighs, but covers it up with a small giggle.

"Do you want to go with Giant, Wizard or Elf?" he asks, still fake giggling. The other boys don't seem to notice, but it's bothering me that he's hiding something behind a smile.

"Uh... Wizard?" I state questionably, raising my eyebrow slightly. My cheeks where tinted pink from embarrassment. Daydreaming was one of my many flaws, and seemed to happen repeatedly.

"Wizard it is then" smiles one of the boys, Garrett. I always catch him staring at me and each time he'll look away, his cheeks bright red in embarrassment but a cheeky grin still laid perfectly on his tan face. He was a very sweet guy, but he was absolutely amazing at cheeky and witty comebacks. He was great for a laugh, but also very serious when needed to be. He was one of the few boys that I was very close to, along with Oscar, Dylan and Arthur. Sometimes Pan. But only when he manages to calm his negative emotions and balance them out with better ones.

Physically, Garrett was an absolute babe. He had short black hair that he always styled perfectly. Chocolate brown eyes that went with his tan skin perfectly. A cheeky smile that showed of his pearly white teeth. Not to mention the body of an absolute God. But each time I looked at him, I couldn't help but compare him to Pan.