Neverland (Completed)

Chapter 15

Ali's POV

"Hello?" I cried out into the darkness. "Is anyone there?"
Darkness swirled around me, I couldn't see anything.
"Please someone." I yelled out, I was scared and alone. I felt my legs move forward. Thick air surrounded me, it was hard to breath. As I walked on, a shining light appeared not too far away. It looked to be a door with light shining on the other side.
I walk cautiously towards the door. My heart thumping loudly, I swear people from miles away could hear it. My hands shook as I rested my hand on the cold doorknob and twisted. The light blinded me, I covered my eyes with my hands. As my eyes got used to the light I looked around me, I was in the woods. It looked all too familiar, I walked forward, back towards camp. But as I walked on something caught my eye, I turned and saw a tent like structure that seemed to be hidden by trees and leaves. I slowly approached it, hearing voices, angry voices as I neared. I slowly made my way inside the room setting sight on Peter. His back was turned to me, arched like an angry cat, his fist clenched tightly at his sides. In front of him was a tree, with a face? The tree looked terrified looking up at Peter.
"Peter?" I called out. He turned to me in a flash. Terror rushed through my body, his eyes were glowing red. He looked furious, a grin spreads across his face. It doesn't look like Peter, I hear him chuckle and walk towards me slowly. I look towards the tree, I couldn't hear what it was saying. Run it called. I turned without hesitation, and sprinted out running towards camp. I heard his huffing breath close behind. I ran through the bushes and landed in the campsite. I stopped in my tracks and looked around me in horror, everyone, even Peter lay motionless on the ground. I screamed in fear, the person I saw wasn't Peter, it was the shadow. I backed up with two steps, tears flooding my eyes as I catch Aaron on the floor, blood on and around him.
"No no no no no." I sobbed. An axe to my throat, a warm breath on the back of my neck.
"What happens next?" His deep intimidating voice filled my ears, as I screamed as loud as could.
I awoke being shaken, I fought off what was attacking me.
"Allison! Stop fighting me!" His voice called. My eyes shot open, I was in my tent at night. Peter, along with Scott and Aaron in here. All three looking at me worried. Peter's hands on my shoulders, Scott holding my hand and Aaron sitting on my leg at the edge of the bed. My heavy breaths slowed down, and I calmed my heart. Tears filled my eyes, as sobs erupted out my mouth. I felt arms wrap around me and pull me to their chest, two more pairs of arms wrapped out me. Stuck in this group hug I sobbed harder. Someone rubbing the back of my head, and my upper back. Someone held my hand and shushed me.
"Ali it's ok, it was just a dream." I heard Aaron assure.
I calm down after a while, everyone let go, but I held on to one person, I don't know who it was but I liked the way they were hugging me, I felt safe and comforted. The other two hesitantly shuffled out of the room quietly. Tears still running down my face, quietly sobbing.
"It's ok baby, you're safe." I heard him say, his soothing voice calmed my sobs. "It was just a dream, it's not real."
My grip on his shirt tightened, I buried my face in his chest. I stayed quiet, my throat hurt, I couldn't find my voice to speak.
"I'll protect you, I promise." He assured me, seconds later I felt his lips brush on the top of my head.
My eyes slowly shut, his cheek rested on top of my head. I felt safe and warm in his arms, I soon lost the battle of staying awake.

Peter's POV

It was the middle of the night, it was my shift on night watch. Everything was calm, it was a nice cool night. It was quiet until an ear splitting scream erupted throughout camp. Everyone came out of their tents towards the campfire.
"What the hell was that?!" I heard Levi say.
"It sounded worse than Aaron's scream." Andrew added.
"It sounded like Ali!" I heard Aaron exclaim, running towards Ali's tent.
"Everyone not on night shift go back to bed I can handle this." I told them, jogging to Ali's, Scott followed close. We entered her room. I watched her twist and turn in her bed. Her breath was ragged and heavy, her whimpers made my heart ache. We all surround her trying to wake her, yelling her name but she didn't wake up.
She let out another scream louder than the first one, I grabbed her shoulders and shook her. She started fighting back, thinking I was attacking her.
"Allison! Stop fighting me!" I yelled, her eyes opened wide. Staring around the room, studying us. Her eyes became glossy and she covered her face with her hands. Without thinking I pulled her close to me. Aaron then hugged her, and Scott joined too. Her sobs became more intense, it pained me to see her like this. I rubbed her back softly, hoping to sooth her enough for her to get back to sleep.
Eventually she calmed down, we all let go. But she didn't let go of me, I saw tears still streaming down her face. I sighed and I looked up at Scott and Aaron.
"I'll be okay, you guys can go back to bed." I whispered, Aaron hesitantly nods and walks out, while Scott still had a worried look stretched across his face, he slowly shuffled out.
Now left alone with a crying girl in my arms, it seems all too familiar.
"It's ok baby, you're safe." I spoke as her sobs erupted once more. She held on tighter, not wanting to let go. I smiled down at her, I gently grabbed her chin to make her look at me. Her blue eyes met mine, tears flooding down her cheeks. "It was just a dream, it's not real."
"I know." She wiped her eyes, I heard her sniffle. "It was just so scary."
"You want to tell me about it?" I asked her my arms still around her. She shook her head slowly, I hugged her again. I felt her fall asleep, I smiled and whispered as my head rest on hers, "I'll protect you, I promise."
I felt her move in my arms, popping me out of thought. She's not Wendy, but she reminds me of her. Silent tears fall down my cheeks, I kiss her on the top of the head. She's not Wendy, she's Ali. I repeat in my head, stop caring, she's not Wendy, she never be Wendy.
I let go of her, and set her back on the bed. I grit my teeth, sigh, and walk out of the tent.
We finish out the night with no disturbances or incidents. I was distracted half the time, Ali is not Wendy, she means nothing, she's just a distraction.
Maybe that's why the umbra took Ali here, to remind me of the painful past I had almost forgotten about. The old oak told me that someone of importance is coming, did he mean Ali? Since Ali reminds me of Wendy, maybe he was right.