Peter Pan's Dragon Girl (OUAT Peter pan fanfic)

Chapter 17

Beryl p.o.v

At the moment, I'm stuck inside a three-sided cage. I know, I know (why don't you just walk out the open side!) but it's not that easy. The open end is up against the magical boundary on the far southern side of Pixie Hollow. The Fairy that brought me here said that I can't get out of the boundary unless I'm in my truest form, which I don't know what form that is! A horrifying sound brought me out of my thoughts on how to escape this hell-hole. I look up to see HER. Maleficent, the witch that killed my mother and is threatening the people I hold most dear, the destroyer of all things good, probably the most evil creature to walk the Earth and Neverland.

"What do you want?" I hissed and bared fangs. She just smiled a creepy, sadistic smile that reminded me of Hook, speaking of which, that one-handed hooligan has joined her on the quest to kill Petey and the Lost Boys.

"Isn't it obvious?"

"Yes, but I thought I might as well make some conversation, just to pass the time and ignore this extremely bipolar weather." The weather here on this side of the bounary has extreme ranges, from snow-covered plains to hot-as-the-sun-maybe-even-hotter. The Fairies don't seem to mind or even notice the differences, me on the other hand, not so much.

"Well, if we're talking, let's talk. Tell me his weakness!" She's been trying to get me to tell her how to kill Peter for almost 10 minutes and every time all I tell her is...

"Loop naar de inferno!" (Translation: "Go to hell!")

"Now watch your language, little brat! It's not hard, dearie, just tell me what his weakness is and we'll be done!"

"Cima do meu cadaver!" (Translation: "Over my dead body!")

"Well, dearie, that can be arranged. Hook get this filth out of my sight!"

"Someone hasn't looked in the mirror lately, calling ME filth when they have a face like THAT!" Maleficent whirled around at my voice, hissing. She stalked up to the cage, placing her face as close as she dared.

"Be quiet, little wretch! I can kill you in an instant!" 

"And then you'll never find out his weakness, now would you? Hookie over there can barely keep his ship afloat, much less try to find a weakness, the Fairies are useless, Mermaids are dumb as I'll get out, the Indians don't have a single clue on what the heck even goes on outside their camp, and the Lost Boys are pretty loyal. So all you have is me, and I won't tell you anything, even if it kills me!" Maleficent huffed and turned away, going to only god knows where.

"Fairies, have fun." A hag of a lady slipped into my cage, smiling like a maniac.

"We are going to have a little fun!"

"Ik hoop dat je langzaam sterft in de pits van de nooit eindigende marteling!" (Translation: "I hope you die slowly in the Pits of Never Ending Torture!")

"I don't know what you just said, but I'll make you regret it!" She lunged at me, clawed hands extended. I move sideways and she flies by, crashing into the barrier behind me. I form my own claws and slash down her face, blood the color of dirty water ran down her cheek. She lunged again and I met her head on, digging my claws into her heart in the air. She thudded to the ground, dead. The other Fairies hissed angrily and tried to claw me through the barred cage. I turn and roar threateningly, causing them to back away in fear.

They soon got bored and fluttered away looking for something else to torture. I curl up in the middle of my cage against the barrier, turning dragon for security purposes. When I did that, my paw passed through the barrier with ease. I smile, knowing how to get out but I wanted to have my fun driving Maleficent crazy. The next day she came again, but this time she was rather smug, her face twisted into a sneer.

"Wake up! I have a present for you, dearie!" Her voice was sickly sweet. I sit up, having changed into a hybrid in the night. I decided to stay a hybrid just in case if she tried to do something. She waved her hand and two Fairies drug forth a limp form, it's head lolling down so I couldn't see their face, they were shirtless, awkwardly, and cut in places, some badly bleeding.

"I don't want a human for breakfast, Maleficent. I'm not you." She smiled creepily.

"Oh but you'll like this one. It's the very first Lost Boy!"

"The first Lost Boy..." I screamed when it dawned on me. "PETER!" Maleficent cackled in sadistic glee.

"I knew you'd want  this one!" The Fairies tossed the crumpled form of Peter into another, four-sided cage then walked away with the howling Maleficent. I use my tail and wrap it around a post, pulling the heavy wooden box toward me. I turned fully dragon and smash through the double sets of bars then change back, running to his prone body. I cradled his head in my lap, running a hand through his hair with one hand and keeping one hand on his cheek.

"Petey, Petey wake up. Please!" He slowly stirred, his eyes fluttered open then focused on me.

"Ber?" I smile and start crying tears of happiness. He slowly sat up, wincing at the cuts on his chest. He pulled a hand over his chest and the wounds slowly healed, slow due to being inside Fairy territory. I lean forward and hug him tightly. He pulled back and kissed me softly.

"How did you get here?" I asked after we part. He wrinkled his brow in thought.

"I don't know, honestly. I was making my usual rounds trying to find you when something hit me hard on the head, and I woke up here...  where is here, actually?"

"Inside Fairy territory. Far southern side, close to the Indian Camps somewhere." He opened his mouth to say something when Maleficent came back.

"I see you two have caught up. Now, Peter, dear, tell me something: What is your ultimate weakness?"

"Ik vertelde je al eerder, naar de inferno!" (Translation: "I told you before, go to hell!")  

"Quiet, she-demon!"  I growl and lunge forward, slashing at her arm, trying to take her staff, for without it, she's just another human being. She jumped backwards and nearly fell down, but caught herself. She snarled and leaped forward, swiping with her staff. Peter grabbed me and pulled me backwards. I squirmed against him, trying to get back to Maleficent. He held on tighter an whispered in my ear soothingly. I soon calm down enough to sit still, but I glared the entire time at her.

"Now we can do business. Tell me what is your weakness, Peter? Nightshade? Dreamshade? Monkshood? Foxglove?"

"No, no, no, and no."

"Then tell me!"

"Why should I?"

'If you don't you know exactly what'll happen!" He went quiet, burying his face into my hair and breathing deeply. Maleficent stared at us and her face lit up in an evil idea. She huffed and walked away, going back to wherever she is hiding.

This isn't going to end well. What can I do to stop her from killing everyone? I could tell her his weakness, but I would never do that and only the Devil himself would know what she'll do with that kind of information. I could break out and try to kill her, but if I lose she'll probably kill Peter. I got it! In know what I have to do, but it's risky and no one has done this in over 500 years. I have to try.

After almost five hours she came back with a bottle in her hand. She shoved the bottle through the bars and snarled.

"You she-devil, drink this now."

'Why should I drink that thing?"

"Because I said so!"

Ummm....... no." She snarled and walked closer to us, once again shoving the bottle through the bars.

"Drink it!"

"Seriously? Your going to shove only the Devil knows what's in there in my face and tell me to drink it, like I'm going to obey you like a dog? NO!" She hissed and opened the door just enough for her to get in. I took the chance and lunged at her, slamming the door open and rolling down a steep hill. We stop and I jump to my feet, change into a dragon, flyback up the hill, smash the cage, grab Peter, and fly through the barrier. I don't stop until I reach camp. I land, let Peter go, change back, and for some reason, black out.