Octavia's pov
I woke up on my bed.
Breathing heavily.
My breaths raggedy.
Had it been a dream?
Sun shone through my windows in my cabin.
Had it been a dream.
No, it couldn't have been?
How was I falling in love with someone who
killed, murdered, these poor children.
What was this place?
Why was I falling for him?
How the hell?
I must be insane?
If I was that insane I would have to be dead.
I laughed at my own reference.
I then clambered out of my "bed" structure.
Getting changed quickly.
The wardrobe unforgivably wasn't there...
So I got changed into a pair black leggings and
a long sleeved shirt navy shirt with black
combat boots and throwing my army coat over
my wavy I had pulled up into a sloppy pony
tail.
I then took out my arrows slinging the pack on
my back and then grabbing my bow.
I trudged through the leaves looking for a place
the rest.
I ended up climbing a mossy tree and sitting in
it.
I looked around,
admiring Never land.
It was beautiful.
I wondered how I got here.
Why I was starting to like Peter Pan
when he was a royal pain.
He was slightly creepy.
Oh shoot.
I just remembered
he can read my thoughts.
I heard rustling about me.
Someone was sitting above me
on a vine
the top of the tree.
It was Peter.
He didn't say anything at all.
Just stared.
Pans pov
Neverland through it beauty
there were things wrong with it.
Like it played tricks on you.
Octavia had a dream and I tuned it.
Neverland determined what happened.
It predicts the future.
She looked at me with big eyes her hair had fallen out of its pony tail.
She didn't speak just looked into my eyes.
Nothing.
I then decided to scare our guest a little.
I teleported right next to her.
Although she kept looking up,
confused.
I whispered, "Hello" into her ear.
She jumped and was about to slip from the
mossy tree but before she fell to the ground she
had an arrow in the tree and was pulling herself up.
She didn't say anything.
"You didn't fall, why?" I ask confused.
"because I'm smarter than you think" she replies.
"Not sure about that dear" I reply.
"Oh really" she says.
I turn to see I was watching her emotions to
intently I hadn't noticed she had her arrow
stuck in my arm.
I stuck my hand on it and it disappeared.
I looked over and she was gone.
I looked through the trees.
She was running her bow with an arrow ready
to fire.
"
"Why do you suddenly feel the need to kill
me?" I question.
"Because I can't fall for a fictional character, Peter Pan"
So basically she doesn't want to fall in love with him because she doesn't feel capable off.
Peter doesn't like her.
it was Neverland playing tricks on her while she was asleep.
