Seperate Sins

White Blood

Violets P.o.V.

Poking. My chest was being poked, making my body jolt awake. I slowly cracked my eyes open, unaware o everything I was about to wake up to.

I was greeted with Peter's friend, Felix. His face towering over my whole body. Making me feel small, nothing.

Felix shook his head at me, "Shit. She's alive." He huffed walking away from me.

I rested my elbows on the hammock, making my body somewhat sitting up as the hammock shook.

Peter sat in the desk chair, just staring at me with his hands folded over his mouth, as Felix joined him at his side.
"What do we do?" Peter muttered to Felix not breaking eye contact with me.
But I broke It, it was freaking me out.

"What time of day is it?" I asked with my voice cracking with the last word.

Peter stood up grabbing some weirdly folded clothes from under his chair and walks over towards me, resting the pile of clothing ontop of the blanket around me by my feet,
"Half past three. You've been asleep for 22 hours, you should eat something - then get dressed."

Felix scoffed, "This is insane. Should we hold a gathering saying 'Oh the rules of Neverland still exist. But one of the rules we hold sacred most do not apply to this female'. No offense, but what makes her so different?"

I felt hurt, by Felix's comment.
I knew that Peter knew more about me then I did about myself. It was written all over his blank face.
If he hadn't buried himself so deep, I guess he would've told me.
"Nothing," He said with no emotion in his voice nor face, "Guess she'll have to prove herself."

I sat up fully in the hammock, trying to move my legs, that felt like tons of metal. I swung my legs over the hammock, making the blanket and clothes fall to the ground as I slowly stood up, finding my balance.
The pain was still there, just not as unbearable. It felt numb and tingly.
I made eye contact with the two people who towered over me,
"You're both insane!," I shouted.
The confusion, the pain, everything just got to me at this moment, "I dont need to prove myself to no boy nor man. And I sure as hell won't prove myself to you or your little army of boys."

"Violet-" Peter started.

I held my hand up, "You have no right to say my name, like you have the grace to say it. You're something sinister, something dark. I can feel it radiating off of you."

Felix whistled as I shot him with a glare, making him stop.

"In all fairness," Peter said walking towards me slowly, "It's only fair. We'll have you fight someone. You're not the only female on the island we've captured here before.
So you'll have to fight the only survivor."

My heart sunk, "Can you take me home?" I said lowly.

Peter opened his mouth, ready to say something harsh and hurtful but instead said, "You can go home whenever you want."

"What?!" Felix and I said at the same time.

Peter knelt down picking up the clothes and placing them in my arms, "Get dressed. I'll take you to the west side of Neverland. They have ports there. I'll get you onto the next ship out."

Peter and Felix's mind conversation:

"Pan, what are you doing?"
Felix asked as the last word echoed through Pan's mind.