Nine- Good Form

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Chapter Nine: Good Form

The group of Lost Boys ran through the forest Felix guiding them. Two boys were dragging Neal with them as they made their way to what the came for.

The two boys threw Neal into the cage, "You heard Pan. You know what to do."

Back at the camp the boys were messing around with obstacle courses. Henry watched as they climbed a rope and other cheered for one another. He felt a sharp object point him in the right shoulder, "Ow!"

He turned to see a brown haired Lost Boy holding a spear point right at him. The boy scoffed in Henry's face, "So you're the kid Pan has been looking for all this time?"

"Ask him," Henry said while the kid hit him again. The boy was surpirsed and swiped his spear towards Henry. "Stop it!"

Once Henry screamed all the boys turned and looked at the two. "If you  can't take this. . . how you gonna handle what Pan has in store for you?" Henry looked to the ground and saw a stick. The Lost Boy nodded his head towards it him to do it.

He reached down and grabbed it while the boy attacked. The fought back and forth until they heard the voice of Pan. "Not bad." And their he was leaning against a tree his lover next to him.

"But wouldn't it be more fun if you had real swords?"

"I've. . . never used a real sword, "Henry admitted while the leader stalked closer to him. "This is Neverland, and you have the heart of the truest believer. You can use whatever you want. You just need to believe Henry."

Alex stood against the tree not sure if she showed step in and protect Henry or keep the distance. It was hard playing double agent but fun at the same time.

She watched as Peter had his hand places over Henry's right hand which was holding the stick. "Close your eyes and believe you're holding a real sword, "Pan said into the boy's ear.

The boy did as told and once he opened his eyes in his hand was a real sword. The boy who had challenged him had a look of shock. "What are you waiting for?" Pan asked. "Go on."

The youngest boy of the camp swung low at his challengers feet. The boy stepped back. "Go on! Go for it! Keep going! Come on! Yeah!" As Henry swung he sliced the boys spear in half leaving his eyes wide.

"Come on Henry!" Pan yelled while the boy got the hold of it. He took another swing and hit the boy in the face causing him to bend over and held his now cut face. "I'm sorry. It was an accident." The boy glared at the young child while he watched his leader approach him.

"Henry, don't you know the best part about being a Lost Boy?" Pan bent over and grabbed the sword. This time Alex stepped off her tree and walked towards the two boys. "You never apologize."

He handed the sword back to Henry and placed his right hand on his left shoulder while Alex stood to the right of him. "Come on!"

The boys began to cheer for the boy while the only girl in the camp began to clap.

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The group of mixed backgrounds stood inside of Neal's ok cave and house. Emma ripped apart the same cave area last bing for ways off the island.

"Need a hand luv?" Hook asked the blond. "Is that a joke?" She asked referring to him with on hand and a hook.

"Hmm. No," Hook relied leaving up against the cave wall. "I'm being quite serious," he added moving closer to her. He pulled a pillow away reviling a place full of chalk lines counting the days.

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