Peter Pan OUAT One-Shots/Imagines

The Dark One

I rounded the corner and threw my body to the side, quickly, running with every ounce of strength that I could muster. The hypothetical target on my back seemed to burn into my skin. Neverland's geography was mapped in my mind perfectly. I knew every inch. So how come I was being over powered? It was as if this man, whom I didn't get a good look at, knew Neverland, too. But that's impossible, even for Neverland.

My feet flew in tempo to my heartbeat.

"I can do this!" I muttered to myself.

My moment of bravery faltered when I realized that he had teleported near me. I didn't have magic, despite being second in command and lover of the Great Peter Pan.

I swerved to avoid collision and kept moving, but I could feel his gaze still on me, like a deer in headlights. The light of victory seemed to be extinguishing as I ran, and without hesitation, I stopped and turned. That's it. Here, on the bluffs if Neverland, I would make a stand. No more running.

He appeared in a swirl of purple smoke before me. I finally got a good look at him. I wish I hadn't. His skin was gold, oily, and scaly. The small amount of hair he had was a cross between gray and black. As for his facial features, they were simply appalling, not to mention that his clothes seems similar to his complexion. Possibly made out of alligator skin and leather, perhaps cotton for his pants, he dressed in a dark color scheme.

Oh god. I know exactly who he is.

The Dark One, Peter's child, but he's no match for Peter. He would have to die, too, a price that he would never pay.

But I was no match for The Dark One, not without magic and being cornered. Most people I could take, but him? No. I need Peter here in a serious way.

I fought the one way I could. I could stall him until Peter shows up. "Well, well, well. If it isn't The Dark One."

"I'm not here for you or Pan's games," he said in a repulsive voice. "I came here for a purpose... For revenge. And you are a great way to get it."

I raised my eyebrows and smirked. "Is that so? You're going to have a lot of difficulty with that. You know you can't defeat Pan once he shows up."

"No need to worry about him, dearie, I have a few mermaids in my debt that got him some new ink, a present from me." He mocked my joking manner.

Peter can't come.

"Ah, clever," I mused, "but I would expect no less from the spawn of Peter Pan."

"Yeah, well, I'm touched you care... How should I address you? Step mother? Mrs. Pan? Abigail?"

"Oh, Rumple, you're too kind. Miss Black will do, as it is my maiden name. Pan and I aren't married, so I can't claim a roll as step mother or as Mrs. Pan." I dramatically placed a hand on my heart as I spoke.

"Alright, that's enough out of you, girl." He growled and held up his hand. I saw smoke surround me, then felt an odd tingling sensation.

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My eyes slowly opened in a new environment.

Where the devil was I?

It was dark and all I could see was a lot of wood planks surrounding me and a trap door above. My hands weren't bound, I wasn't at all restrained. That's odd.

I stood and gently tapped the door. A violet film covered the room. A spell to keep me in.

How long was I out? Was I still in Neverland? Where was Rumplestilskin and where was Peter? Had the squid ink run out? Were Peter and the lost boys coming?