The Bad

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I head back down the ladder after getting changed and hug the jacket closer to myself as Peter looks me up and down

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I head back down the ladder after getting changed and hug the jacket closer to myself as Peter looks me up and down. "You couldn't have given me something with red in it?" I mumble and he smiles then just chuckles, "Green suits you better. Here, Felix got you food." I nod and take the plate from his hands, "Thanks." He nods and I start to eat as he shows me around the camp. When I finish, two twin boys run up to us. "Pan! Your Shadow has brought a lost girl to camp!" One of the boys says and the other boy jumps up and down. "Lead me to her Tommy and Timmy." The two little boys nod and run in the direction of the medical tent.

I follow Pan and we both walk in to see a girl laying on the bed. She has blonde hair and a blanket is draped across her as she looks up at us with big blue eyes. "A-Are you going to kill me?" She asks and I see the innocence behind her eyes as I go to speak. But before I say anything, Pan speaks up, "Yes." The girl's eyes go wide and I push Pan out of the tent. "What the hell? You can't say that to a girl! She must be scared and lost!" "She isn't allowed in this camp." "Why? Are you sexist Pan?" He scoffs, "No. I just don't own any lost girls and just because she is here doesn't mean I am starting to now." "Well too bad because she's staying." I say and go to walk back in to the tent but he pulls me back by my arm.

We are face to face and his breath fans my face as he whispers to me, "You are a guest at this camp, Don't make me kill you too." I glare hard at him and mumble back, "I'd like to see you try." He releases me and steps back as he throws a sword at my feet, my sword. He takes out his own and gets in a battle stance, "Then let's fight." I pick up my sword and get in a battle stance as we both glare each other down. He swings at me and I block is swiftly with my sword as I crouch and swipe my leg under his. He falls to the floor and I go to hit him with it but he stops me with his own and then smirks. "You should of placed some rules, Kay." I raise an eyebrow but it's too late to question what he means as a sharp pain to the back of my head sends me in to an unconscious state.

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