The Lost Girl (once upon a time Peter Pan fanfic)

18 - The Jolly Roger

Anna P.O.V

The first few seconds of waking up are pure bliss. You have no idea where you are or any memory of anything in life. It only lasts for a moment, but that moment is pure bliss.

That was something I always held on to when I lived at home. I'd have a few seconds where I didn't have anywhere to be or anything to do. It was heaven.

But that moment was over now. As I slowly came to my senses I began to recognize where I was. It was the cabin on the Jolly Rodger in which I hid to stow away. It seemed like an eternity ago when I decided to sneak onto the ship. If only I'd known what that decision would mean...

*flashback*

"Hey! What the hell do you think you're doing?!" 

Sprinting away, I heard the angry yells of the shopkeeper behind me. Who knew someone could get so upset about some chocolate? I deserved it. It's not like I got to keep my own money anyway.

 Once I rounded the corner leading up to my house, I unwrapped the bad and scoffed the whole thing. It would probably be the only thing I'd get to eat that night. Although my parents were out, they'd kill me if they noticed any food missing. I can't wait to leave them.

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My bedroom was a tiny, bare box room with a mattress on the floor. I'm surprised they even went so far as to let me have my own room. Slumping down on the floor, I opened up my bag and rummaged around to find my phone... well, the phone I 'borrowed' from that unsuspecting girl at the mall. Listening to music was the only thing I could do to distract me from the hell that was my life.

I felt a cool breeze down the back of my neck, which was odd because my window had been locked shit after father caught me sneaking out. Turning around, I noticed something terrifying...

A strange, black shadow crept through the crack in the window, eventually taking shape as a silhouette of a human. But this creature was anything but human. Any sane person would've made a run for it, but there was something compelling about this creature which kept me routed to the spot.

"What are you?" I asked cautiously. The creature just stared at me with it's piercing white eyes. Eventually, it reached out it's hand towards me, gesturing for me to take it.

"Why?" I asked, subconsciously reaching my hand out towards it. As my fingers carefully rested on the creatures hand, it grabbed my and before I knew it, we were flying out of the window and through the air.

"Where are we going?!" I shouted up to it. My lack of anxiety in this situation was astounding - something about this creature was oddly calming and comforting. The shadow just looked at me with cold eyes.

All of a sudden, I was falling rapidly towards the ground. But I couldn't scream. It was like the shadow had put me under a calmness spell, so seeing the ground become closer and closer had no effect on me at all.

I abruptly jolted up from the floor. Glancing around, I realized that I was still in my bedroom on my sad old mattress. What a strange dream - still, it explained why I was so relaxed about a weird shadow creature kidnapping me and dropping me to my death.

As I came to my senses, I noticed something strange. My room was flooded with light - had I really been asleep all night? I switched on my phone to see that it was 1:00pm. Meaning I was late for work.

I must've been running for quite a while before I became aware of my surroundings. The once-busy street along the edge of the sea were completely bare, and right in the middle of the water - where there are usually a couple of small fishing boats - sat the biggest ship I'd ever seen in my life.