I highly recommend listening to the song Angels by vicetone up above.
I think it goes well with the chapter aha.
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Pans Pov
I looked into my 'sons' eyes.
"Octavia, Peter has not told you yet has he?"
rumple questioned.
"What?" she questions looking at me.
"Don't listen to him" I hissed.
"Oh so he hasn't told you yet" Rumple said
his hand glowing red.
Octavia backed up until she couldn't get any
further.
The vines tangling at her feet.
My father not breaking eye contact with me.
"I suggest you give me Henry back." he says.
"And now why would I do that" I question.
"Because if you don't she dies" he says pointing
to Octavia.
"You won't hurt her" I say.
"Because if you do I will kill you" I state.
"Too late Dad" he says.
"Run" I yell to Octavia.
She ran fleeing from the area pointing an arrow
forward.
Rumple threw a blazing flame at her hitting her
on the back making her stumble before falling
limply to the ground.
His time was up.
Then I threw an arrow at my father.
It hit him square in the chest.
Before he vanished off the island.
Hopefully for good.
Octavia's Pov
The heat seared through my back
Speeding until I was engulfed.
The heat took over.
The darkness crawled inside of me.
I felt it consuming me.
I saw black.
It reached through my finger tips spreading
for my heart.
It was quiet.
Compel you quiet.
I was loosing faith
I saw my friends that had died.
I saw Felix.
And before the darkness had reached my brain
I thought of Neverland.
And I was pulled out of my death like state.
Except I wasn't in my body.
Peter kneeling over me.
He shed no tears.
A grim expression on his face.
Pure sorrow.
"Please come back Octavia." he said.
Before giving up and just sitting holding me.
My limp body.
I tried to scream.
That i was hear
I wasn't dead
not yet.
The darkness still engulfing me,
pulling me under
so far that I was so close to death.
Until I remembered Peter saying something.
"Find something you love hold onto it."
And I thought of the stars.
As I flew above Neverland
It wasn't working.
Nothing worked.
Until I thought of him.
And then my eyes on my dead body flew open.
