The heart of a young girl ~ OUAT peter pan fiction

You need to show your power!

I wake up and find an empty place next to me... Ellie! I jump up from my place and search the camp with my eyes. I knew I couldn't trust them!

"She's down by the sea fishing with some of my boys."

It's Peter. I still can't like his grin that he gives me but I think I have to start listen to him cause he is the one who knows this island best. "I think I should learn you how to live on this island." he says pointing his arm at a direction right through the woods. I follow him out in the woods, up the mountains. "You see, I think I seen something in you that nobody of my lost boys have shown." he says and walk out the woods to a cliff where you can see the sea and I can see Ellie down there fishing.

"I know that you are more powerfull than you know." He says and take two banches.

"You need to show me your power!" he says and throws one of the banches to me. But it's not a banch anymore. It's a sharp sword that I am holding in my hand. Peter is doing the first move but I almost fall because he is so strong.

"If you think that this is my power, then you gotta be kidding me." I say and laugh. but right then I hit his sword and it falls to the ground. Peter rise one eyebrown and smiles wide. "Lets try this." he says and give me an arrow and a bow. "I call it target practise."

I take it and he leans behind me while I stretch the string. "Try to hit that squarrell over there." he wispers in my ear and watch every move I make. I take a deep breath and release the string.

It hits something and I can feel Peter smiling behind me. I look at the place where the arrow went. there on the ground is the squarrell. It has the arrow pointed right at it's chest. "I knew you had it." Peter tells me and smirks.

I don't know what he means but sure, I can hit a squarrell and fight with a sword. But what is different to all the boys?

we walk back to the camp. "If you don't mind, I'd like to hear you play." he says and show me a place to sit down next to the fire. I take out my harmonica from my jacket and start to play. after a while Peter has taken his flute and we both play the same melody. He is actually very good but still he got the evil look in his eyes.

maybe he isn't so evil. maybe he just looks like a bad guy?