A Lost Girl Named Blake

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As the fight went on all the boys were cheering for him. I find out his name was Felix.

The sword fight was taking too long. I would have to use more then just a sword.

I made it so we were pushing each others blades and we were face to face. "Getting tired" He smiled. "No, just thinking of how happy I'm going to be when I beat you." I said then I kneed him where the sun don't shine.

He fell to the ground hunched over. All the boys had their mouths hung open in shock. I smiled then ran into the forest. When they realized what happened they ran after me.

I ran as far as I could until I was at the edge of a cliff. I looked down to see the ocean.

The boys had now caught up to me and surrounded me. Felix walked up to me. "Nowhere to go. So you're coming with us." He said.

"No. There's always another way." I turned and stood at the very edge of the cliff. "Don't tell me you're stupid enough to jump." He said.

"Don't tell me you're stupid enough to think I won't." I said then quickly put my sword in its sheath and jumped.

I crashed into the cold water. I did my best to swim up but the waves were pulling me down. I rapidly kicked my legs hoping that I would make it to the surface.

I was loosing my breath. I would have to breath very soon. With my last bit of strenghth I burst through the surface of the water. I looked up at the cliff and all the boys had gone.

I swam to shore and cought my breath. When I was done I stood and did my best to dry myself. When I was dry I took out my sword. I walked along the shore in search of shelter. I was extremely exhausted.

After a while of walking I heard a voice. "Suprised you survived." A British accent said. I turn and look at the woods. A boy in green and brown clothing stepped out. Then behind him all of the other boys came out.

I held up my sword preparing to fight. "No need to fight love." He said. "Don't call me love" I spat. He walked closer to me but I stood my ground. "You've got fire, I like fire" he said

"Well if you get too close to fire you'll burn." I said and swung my sword at him. It hit his arm. A long cut was on his arm.

I smiled. "You shouldn't of done that." He said and waved his hand in front of my face.

My eyelids got heavy. I felt dizzy. I dropped my sword and fell on the sand. Then I was unconscious.

When I woke up I was tied to a chair. I was in what looked to be a tent. I started to try to untie the rope binding my hands. In my life you learn how to get yourself out of situations like this.

I was almost done untieing my hands when the flap of the tent opened. It was the boy that made me fall asleep. He has magic.

The boy walked over to me. He looked to be my age, maybe a year older. "Look who's up. What's your name?" He asked. I stayed silent. He frowned then grabbed a dagger from a table.

He held the dagger to my neck. I held an emotionless face. I wasn't scared. I've been in worse situations.

"I'll ask again, what's your name?" I decided to just answer. "Blake, friends call me B." I said.

"Well B-" I cut him off. "I said friends" he just smiled. "Alright, Blake, do you know why your here?" He asked.

"If I knew why I was here I would already be gone." I said. He smirked and said "your here because you becoming one of my lost boys. Well lost girl. The first."

"HELL NO! You kidnapped me and now you expect me to join your band of missfits. No." I replied.

"Blake, I know you'll become a lost girl because your special." The boy said as he grabbed a pipe from the table.

"Only certain people can hear this pipe. Children that are lost. No family  and no friends to turn to. No girl has ever heard it. But then you came along." He explained.

"So you kidnapped me because I can hear music?" I say and he just chuckles. "You'll understand soon enough." The he headed for the flap of the tent.

"Wait." I stopped him. "What's your name?" I question. "Peter pan. But you can call me Pan." Then he left the tent.

Once he was gone I untied the rest of the knot. Once my hands were free I worked on untieing my ankles. When I was free I looked around the tent. The idiot boy left my sword in the tent. I grabbed it and ran.