Lost in those Green Eyes (Peter Pan/OUAT)

Do we have a deal?

"So very predictable." Pan said as the arrow went flying past him and sunk into the grass behind. When he took a step forward, Lidia quickly retreated and reached for another arrow.

"Don't come any closer!" she shouted, stretching the bowstring.

Peter stopped in his tracks and raised an eyebrow.

"What do you think you're doing, Lidia?"

She retreated some more so she could have all the Lost Boys in her field of view, her arrow still pointing at him.

"Drop your arrow. The training is done." he continued, wearing now the expected dark expression.

"I said don't come any closer!"

"And I said drop the arrow." he spat. "You think I'm going to punish you for that shoot, but I'm not. So stop it now before I change my mind." He kept on advancing quietly, as she moved further back.

She eyed him suspiciously, not daring to relax her grip. "I don't believe you. I could have killed you."

That made him widen his eyes. "I didn't know you were that stupid. » he started to laugh uncontrollably. Did you really think you had the slightest chance to actually hurt me? I didn't even have to use my magic, your shoot was simply bad." Lidia could see Evan snickering in the back with his arms crossed over his chest. Felix had his eyes fixed on her arrow, the twins and Jared looked a bit lost about what was happening, Cassander looked absent - almost bored, and Sebastian's face was a mix of amusement and worry.

She bit her lip in frustration, as her fingers relaxed on the wooden weapon, until she let it slip to the ground completely. Obviously he was right, and there was nothing she could do - for the moment. Her body was immediately pinned against the ground by Felix, who caught her arms and held them at her sides. He had his icy eyes fixed on her and his face was so close that the tips of his hair was almost touching her cheeks.

"Get off me!" She tried to push and kick but he had her body firmly stuck on the ground.

He lifted her and blocked her hands behind her back. Peter stepped forward and came towering over her with his arms crossed over his chest. Although she felt really small at that moment, she never broke the eye contact with him as he looked down on her. For a moment he didn't say a word as he contemplated the best thing to do with her and her attitude. Of course he had many other punishments he could use, but those wouldn't benefit him, as it would be too much for her. Maybe she thought she had seen the worse, but she had no idea how much more he could make her endure. Pan decided against it since his priority now was to gain her trust and not make himself even more undesirable. He had to think smart and strategically on this, because one more skid and he could lose what he's searching for, if she decided to go against him. And that wasn't even concevable.

He had to keep playing nice. Would she be more sensitive to a "good" Peter Pan? Would she be more willing to let him use her power and give him what he's searching for?

Pan finally decided that it couldn't hurt to try, especially since he loved playing games so much. A small smile appeared on his lips as a vicious plan unrolled in his head. He was going to have fun with her, seeing her fall slowly but deeply in his trap, until she breaks into pieces at the end when he'll get what he wants. It was sadistic, cruel and totally unmoral, but who cared? He was Peter Pan. He was the one and only king of Neverland, where imagination runs free and where everything is possible. Everyone must obey and answer to him. But Pan? He had no leader beside himself. He was a free spirited boy. Forever young, forever winning and forever powerful. Peter Pan never fails, right?

"I repeat, I'm not going to punish you." He said in a semi-smile, to appear friendlier. "If you stopped trying so hard to push me to my limits and spot evil everywhere, you'd see that everything here isn't so awful."