Amoung The Shadows

Chapter 17-The Peter And The Pan

I woke up with a jolt. Allison was screaming for help in the forest. Then she met Newt. Shadow Newt.

  I can only imagine the fear she felt. First, her enemy (me) makes out with her brother. Then, she dies. Next, she is resurected only to be a completely new and confused person. Especialy when she sees her brother make out with her enemy again. (me)
Lastly, she is thrown into a dark forest where she meets the most dreamy shadow she will ever meet. (Newt. My Newt that was banished into a dark forest deemed to never return to civilization. He cant even commit suiside to rid himself of the pain. He will always be like this.)

  A tear ran down my cheek at the thought of Newt. Then, I remembered what he had said to me and I wiped my eye.

  Peter woke up by now, and was simaltainiosly rubbing his eyes and my back. I leaned into his naked chest. I repeat CHEST. He is only half naked!

  "Bad dream, love?" He asked drowsily. I nodded and warded off the thought of Newt. Liar, Faith. It's not the dream that ticked you off, just your idiotic, mezakistic heart.

  Peter nodded in understanding. "Alright....Well, we have a very important day today." He said. "What?" I asked. "We are going to visit Allison's head using a ritual calling the looking glass...now, where is her bow?" He said the last part to himself and slid off the bed in search of Allison's bow.
"Peter! My clothing is in my cabin, which you put under lock and key so that nobody could get into it." I reminded him.

  "Right." He said. I recently noticed how a part of his hair stuck up. I stiffled a laugh. He actually looks like a teenage boy right now, not a 5,000 year old man in a child's body.

  He waved his hand and I was in clothing. By now, I had gotten off the bed. Bad choice. Peter dressed me in a low neck blouse that showed more cleavage than I would like, and a tight fitting SHORT skirt. Not to mention the sky high heels.

Peter smirked. I covered myself as good as possible."Take it off!!! Take it off now!" I screeched.
He raised his hand, and before green smoke eveloped me again, "And put something else please. Not just undress me!" I screamed.

  He laughed. In a matter of seconds I was wearing a mid-evil dress.
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  "What's this?" I asked admiring it. "Today we are traveling to my...Allison and my past." He said wistfuly. I nodded and adjusted my hair. I turned away and walked toward Peter's miror.
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  Peter's arms snaked around my waist from behind. "You look lovely, let's go." I nodded. At that, we were off.
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  Peter led me to a clearing I had never been to. It was slightly past the forest. In the clearing were Jace, Malia, and Felix.

  Peter walked up to the group with confident strides. Malia also wore a mid-evil dress.

   When we came to the group Peter said, "Join hands everyone and whatever you do, dont let go."

   I wonder where we are going...