Chapter eleven (Adelia)
I realize it's been a whole day since my escape attempt. My mind tells me to sleep, but I realize this would be a perfect time to look around. Knowing that Pan would expect me to be asleep, it only adds to the opportunity. I stick my head out of the tent (which I'll admit is slightly better than the cage I previously habited.)
Glancing around, I see only one boy, sitting alone near the campfire. He is young, maybe eleven or twelve, and he wears different clothing that the other lost boys. He is dressed in a red, plaid shirt and jeans. For some reason, I'm not wary of the kid, and sure enough I walk over and sit down next to him. He looks at me, with a curious expression.
"Hey, kid." I say, giving a small smile.
"Hey." He says, awfully glum.
"Why are YOU here?" I ask, intensely curious.
"I don't know. Pan has been through a lot to get me here though." he replies, in a voice that definitely belongs to a young boy.
"Same. Not as much trouble as he's been through keeping me here."
"Oh yeah, you're Adelia aren't you?"
"Pan told you about me?" I ask.
"Well he talked to all of us. He said to make sure you didn't escape."
"Haha, well they've done a good job." I scoff.
"Where do you come from?" He asks, suddenly changing the subject.
"Manhattan, you know, New York." I answer.
"Oh, I'm from Storybrooke."
"Where's that?"
"Maine."
"Is it cold?" I ask, attempting small talk.
"In the winter, freezing."
I laugh, this kid is too darn cute.
I hear a distant voice, followed by another.
"Quick!" he warns, "It's Pan and Felix."
"Felix? You mean scar-face?"
The boy smiles, and says again "Quick!"
I trot back to my tent, and before I go in, I ask one final question. "What's your name, kid?"
"Henry."
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The Enemy (peter pan)
FanfictionWhen Adelia is taken from the real world, she never expected to be kidnapped by Peter Pan himself. She finds herself in a strange land, one where lost children find adventure. Falling for the enemy, a dangerous force threatens to separate them forev...