Let me start by saying that this girl looked nothing like him. Her hair was dirty blonde, so mine was much better looking. Duh.
"P-Peter? Or Damien?" She asked. I scoffed at her stupidity. She glared at me, I already know I dont like her. Felix smirked, but Peter remained in the sweetest smile I ever saw on him.
"Peter"He confirmed.
We heard a small mumbled and I noticed the boy woke up and I didnt even notice. He was quite handsome. His eyes were more golden than Newt's, but his hair is as blonde as mine. He has this bad-ass look to him. Plus, I kinda like his tatoos. Although, I think he's hot...I dont think I like him. He looks quite familiar actually...
His eyes landed on me first when he got up. "Faith?" I heard him whisper. I looked into his eyes searching for emotion. Suddenly, it was as though his eyes trigggered something in me and my knees felt weak. Black spots crowded my vision as I prayed to god asking him not to let me faint. Apparently, god wasn't listening because I collapsed on the warm sand. The boy caught me instead of Peter, who was the last person my eyes landed on. He had a confused look on his face, and I also caught a hint of jealousy. Peter Pan was jealous. Jealous of the boy that had caught me.
I didnt see who it was, but someone yanked me out of the boy's grip. Then seethed, "Dont touch her."Peter.
Then someone answered in a heavy brittish accent, and the smirk was laced into his voice, I already like him and I barely know him. "Why not Pan? Iv'e known Faith since we were 3. She isnt that much of a human. Infact, she is probably more powerful than you."
At that, I couldnt help but slip away into a daze I knew all to well. This was going to be another memory restoration. Hopefully, it wont be as painful as the Changeling!
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Amoung The Shadows
FanfictionWhat if Wicked failed to reach the Gladers. What if they were saved by a legend. A legend whose true colors are yet to be discovered...
