Lost but now Found(ouat peter pan book 2)

Tricked

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Bella

I was frozen in shock. We were tricked. Tricked into coming here. Yet again I trusted the wrong person but this time it has ended a whole lot worse. Once the shock drifted away it was replaced by anger. Anger to myself for being so stupid. I could use this anger for good use I guess. I could feel my hair start to glow a deep red. My powers where growing out of this emotion and I can't wait to unleash them. Unleash all the pain ever put on me. I walked from behind the rock and faced my 'mother'. She was slowly looking more like herself but there was still some of that burnt qualities to her. She still had no eyes just darkness. Her skin less red and some skin slowly coming back. Her hair though changed the most. It was black as night and swirling. Seriously it never stopped moving.

"Hello mother."

I sneered out those two words from barred teeth placing as much venom in them as possible. She smiled wickedly showing no teeth but black burnt gums.

"Oh my have you grown Airabella. I missed you my child why don't you come see me. Just burn off that skin and you could be just like me."

I narrowed my eyes. I had fire but the only ones getting burnt here would be them.

"Why would I want to be a cold heartless evil bitch mother? I mean isn't that what you are?"

She snarled showing off more of those black gums. I felt a hand on my back and turned my head to see peter. I faced my mother again though. Just cause he was here doesn't mean he can distract me. I will focus.

"Now now my child there's no need to use harsh words. Don't you love you?"

I snarled at her really wanting to burn her now. My hands were behind my back itching to use flames. Peter yelped quietly. Oopsies I may have let the dark blue flame escape.

"Momma we both know the answer to that. I loathe you. Why are you trying to ruin my life?"

From the corner of my eye I saw Peters 'dad' itching around the corner. He had a leather pouch with him but I wasn't to worried. Peter was facing him and sending daggers his way. I on the other hand was debating whether to bake my mother in the dark blue flames. I decided against it but only to learn more information that's it.

"Oh sweetheart but I am just trying to get back from what you did to me. You ruined my life and took every dream I had away from me. My life, my money, my everything. Honey you were the death of me. That little fire trick you could do when you were little attracted the attetion of a man we had deal with early in life. I was sick when giving birth to what I thought would be a miracle and the dark one well he gave you life but there is always a price with magic. Ours was we had to give you to him but we didn't. We ran from him but he always finds people. I regret from day one from running or even making that stupid deal. You my daughter are a disgrace. You are worthless. I rather see you burn."

So that was the deal she made with rumple. When I was little I convinced myself she cared. My father always acted like it but my mother she left me and let me grow up without her. I mean she was there but she wasnt.

"Now now mother that little fire trick has changed. Now I'm not burning you on the other hand are to be burned to ash like you should have been a long time ago."

I put my hands out towards her and let the flame erupt. All the hurt and suffering I ever went through was poured into the flames. They were a dark blue mixed with light blue and a little white. She screamed in anger and outrage. Her hair was melting away. The flesh slowly sliding down her body.

"You will always be a disgrace! I will have my revenge!"

Those were the last words I ever heard from my mom before she was gone. Burnt into ashes. I walked over and kicked them. Childish I know but kicking them was like kicking away everything in my life so that I can start with a new one.

"Now my dear that wasn't smart. How are you to protect Peter if all that burning you just did drain a little energy from ya."

I whipped around to find Peters 'dad' Holding a golden dagger to his neck. A trickle of blood touched the blade. His dad looked a lot healthier but still no eyes. That just made him creepy.

"Now love since your deariest mother is gone you and me can have a nice game. Lets play."

I pulled a dagger from behind my back ready for a fight to death. Hopefully it wouldn't go that far.

"Let's play but just know I always win."

Peters 'dad' Laughed and smirked as if to say bring it on. If he wants a fight then I will bring him one. Like I said like two seconds ago. I always win. I guess that's something me and Peter have in common.