OUAT Peter Pan Imagines

To Torture a Monster

A/N ~ I reached 100 reads guys!!!!!!!!!!! It's my first book that reached 100!!!! Thank you all so much for reading, I hope you enjoy this one, I had this idea, and, poof! Imagine.

"Wakey wakey!"

I stirred in my sleep, but refused to get up. This awarded me with hard kick to the cage I was in, but I hardly noticed.

"Can you not tell I'm trying to sleep Felix?" I groaned.

"I don't care, Pan wants you." The gruff voice replied.

"Tell him I will join him when I'm fully rested." I still refused to open my eyes.

"Y/N, please, I'll get in trouble if you don't come with me."

I opened one eye to look up lazily at my former friend, we'd been nearly inseparable before Pan got angry at me for refusing to say... it. Felix was forced to act cruel to me at all times, and I lost one of my best friends. Even Baelfire disappeared suddenly, without even letting me know.

And though I could hardly say Felix was nice to me anymore, he couldn't help it, and I couldn't bear the thought of him being hurt for me.

Darn me and my empathy.

"Fine." I yawned as Felix opened the door to my cage.

My cage had been charmed so that it was unbreakable from the inside. After all, Pan couldn't have me dragon up and run free.

I stood wobbly, I hadn't stood or eaten in days, and I was tempted to run off to hunt, but I knew Pan would catch me before I took another step.

Felix caught me before I fell, and helped steady me, as soon as I was stable I smacked his hand away and gave him a warning look as if to say Pan was watching. He nodded and led me back to camp.

Every step I took, my stomach screamed at the lack of nutrients and energy, but as always, I ignored it. Have you ever felt that? To the point where the hunger becomes more less a dull thud in the pit of your stomach when your inactive, but shrieks at every movement? Let me tell you, it freaking sucks.

When we walked into the clearing, I noticed everything was set up for one of Pan's favorite games, target practice.

"Hello Love." Speak of the devil...

"Pleasure to see you again, Pan." I said sweetly.

"Are you looking forward to the games today? After all, since you refused to obey me like a good reptile, I decided you needed some persuasion." He said as he circled me as if I were prey. "So I thought to myself, how do you torture a monster?"

He knew he was saying the things that I was insecure about, bringing them into the spotlight. But I kept repeating in my head I wasn't a monster. Because I wasn't. It wasn't even him speaking, I knew the Shadow was not found of Pan being wrapped around my finger, and was making him do this.

That was why we were here in the first place, after Pan and I were proved to be each other's True Love, the Shadow cast a spell on him to force Pan to hurt me in any way possible. Hence the circumstances.

"I'm afraid I can't help you there." I shook my head in mock sincerity.

"Of course you can't, you don't ask the victim what the punishment is." Pan tisked. "But I'm sure you noticed, I have the camp set up for one of your favorite games, target practice."

"I can't wait!" I said in mock enthusiasm.

"Me neither. Boys! Line up!" He shouted.

The Lost Boys came swarming in from all sides, they quickly did as Pan told and soon had their choice of weapon at their side. Pan grabbed my arm roughly and brought me to the tree in front of the line and tied my hands back.