Part 2 Chapter 7

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Hello readers!

Like I said I won't post regularly but here is chapter 7.

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*Annalynn's POV*

It's been decades. I've lost track of how long I've been on this island. All this time I've kept my secret safe, I've never told anyone and Peter Pan still keeps me close to him as his second in command.

Things have been changing here on Neverland. Peter Pan is growing weaker, he needs the heart of the truest believer. Pan has been making contact with the land without magic and have gathered a group of people to set them on a mission. He lied to them, said it was to destroy magic but really his plan is to gain more power. With each day passing I grow a tad but more scared of him, and I think he knows it too.

Tonight is a 'special' night. The night where the trust believer will be brought to the island by a man and woman Pan has selected.
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"They're here!" Peter storms into the camp. "You all know what to do." No cheers are aloud during this crucial time, we must all follow the very detailed and instructed plans. The lost boys leave all in one pack in the bushes, disappearing from my sight.

"Are you sure you don't want me there?" I ask Peter.

"Very. If they see a girl they'll think something's up. They think there are only boys." Peter's breathing hitches, he's been waiting centuries for this moment. A moment I will take from him because there's no way I'm going to let him hurt an innocent soul. I don't have a plan, I'm kind of making it up as I go. "Can I have the parchment." Peter commands. Nodding, I take out the drawing of the truest believer and hand it to him. "Wait here." And he's gone within the next two seconds. I don't have to read Peters past minute by minute because I know the full plan. All I have to do is wait. Patients is something I've mastered, so when the lost boys all appear back in the trees, surrounding the circle I know that Pan is coming with the truest believer, Henry.

Out of nowhere, they fall out of the sky in a green cloud, which I'm assuming is pixie dust. They both fall and grunt while getting up. Henry looks just like he does in the drawing on the parchment, a face I've studied for so long. When both standing Henry speaks.

"See, if you believe, anything is possible." I feel Felix's presence next to me. A tree branch in in my way so I can only see parts of Henry's face.

"You couldn't be more right, Henry." Pan narrows his eyes down to Henry's level.

Henry tenses at his name, it takes a second to find words. "How...how'd you know my name? I never told you."

"Let's make it a game, a puzzle to solve."

"You lied to me. You are a lost boy, you work for Pan."

"Not exactly. I am Peter Pan." Peter gets closer to the small boy.

"But you told Greg and Tamara that magic was bad, that you'd help them destroy it. Why?" Henry backs up.

"Because I needed their help. And it's so much easier to get people to hate something than to believe."

"Why did you being me hear?"

"For quite some time I sought something extremely important. Something more elusive than the greatest of all mysteries." Peter starts to do his pace as he talks.

"What?" Henry asks coldly.

"The heart of the truest believer. And when you took that pixie dust, Henry, and when you jumped off that cliff..." Peter knocks on the thick tree. "You proved yourself. You are the lucky owner of that very special heart. And now...you...and it are mine."

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