What It Means To Love
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Pirates and Lost Boys clashed in intense battle. Arrows were shot from treetops. The ashes from the fire pit were scattered all over the ground. I think I saw a broken archery target on the ground as well."Look...who...decided t-to...j-join us." Grunted none other than Captain Hook while he struggled against Felix. Peter laughed.
"Harder than you thought? Huh? Old man." Laughed Peter. I smirked. The pirates were no match for the Lost Boys, who easily beat them.I heard Mihno give a battle cry and charged at a pirate who was about to slash at Winston, who battled a pirate with a cooking pan.
(Winston was winning)Peter threw me sword when I looked at him. I didnt even see him counjer it. "Let's go show those Pirates what we're made of? Yeah?" He smiled. I nodded and smiled. How I've waited to kick this pirates ass again.
I swung my sword and stepped into the chaos. Waiting for a worthy opponent to find me.
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"So...how's the Lost Boy life going for ya'" I asked my brother as we fought back to back. He shrugged and hit the pirate on the head with the hilt of his sword. "Ok, I guess..." He smiled.
"I have friends now" He gushed. I chuckled. The pirate swung his sword at me, and I stepsided the blow.
"Hey! Having a moment with my little brother here, show some respect!" I shouted. My brother laughed, the pirate bared his yellow teeth and scowled.I kicked him in the gut. Then, I plunged my sword through his stomach. "I dont like being interupted." I whispered in the dieng pirate's ear.
I pulled my sword out of him. It was blood stained. The blood of the enemy. Blood and ash, I noticed. I shook my head and impaled a pirate that swung at my little brother. When I looked behind me, instead of finding the body of the pirate I killed, I saw a pile of ashes.
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We won. We had them circled. There were only a very small amount of wounded Lost Boys. The only things that littered the clearing, were ashes and blood. Strange.
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"What will we do with them?" I asked Peter. He smirked. "Guess" He told me. I shrugged. "Kill the older ones, and recruit the younger ones for Lost Boys.Peter's smirk fell. "How did you know?" He turned to me. "I guessed." I said. "I didnt actually think you would do that, would you?" I asked. He cant just kill all of the grown pirates. It's cruel. Besides, what would we do with all of the bodies...or ashes...
I am not the stupid girl from tipical books...I know that if it was a body a second ago...and now it's a pile of ashes...it's evident that the body turned into a pile of ashes!
Peter shrugged. "What do they mean to us?" He asked. "Just random enemies. Nothing that we would need." He said. I sighed. "Well... you are sort of right...but wouldnt that be too cruel? I mean...these people...they could be some boy's or girl's parents..." I covered my mouth. Shit!
Why did I have to mention parents to Peter freaking Pan?#;×€$;$&
God spare me!Peter's nostrils flared. "Then that gives us more reason to kill them...
doesnt it?!" He sneered. I nodded weakly. Defeated."BOYS!" Peter shouted. "Why dont we play a game?" He asked. The Lost Boys cheered.
Peter looked at me. "Let's see who can find our Lost Girl." He waved his hand before I could react.
I felt myself drift away. Black eveloped me.
Does he love me? I thought.
If he wants to rid of me so quickly?
Maybe I just dont know what it means to love someone, yet.Alright. Let's get things straight.
PETER FRICKING PAN IS BACK!
For those of you who didn't watch the last 2 episodes of Once Upon A Time, here's a spoiler:
Pan is back!My baby!!!!!!!
Soooo....Yeah. I scared my mom when I screamed. She walks into the room, and there I am on the floor, clutching my laptop and Robbie's face...
💙💙💙💙💙💙💙💙💙💙💙Just thought you ought to know...

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