Demon

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by shazada1

by shazada1

Request by Bourg92_Kay95

Peter Pan POV

She's quiet. Was the first thing I noticed about Y/N. She came to camp a couple of weeks ago, the first one in a thousand years. She kept avoiding conversations and people. Everytime she just sat infront of the fireplace all by herself, looking around the camp. I knew she wasn't shy or afraid. She always had a specific look on her face, letting everyone know they had to keep distance.

She was that kind of girl. But she didn't look like someone you had to be scared of. Infact, she had her hair always in place, her eyes big and cute, her lips looking soft and pink. She was beautiful, but she didn't act like it. She had always a blank face, was glaring and snapping at everyone who dared speaking to her and it kinda attracted me.

I fell for her fire, because she had it. Even though she was cold from the inside, she showed fire from the outside. She was bad and I liked it.

I watched her one day, sitting infront of the fireplace after practice, as always she did good. She was eating her dinner and as she stared into the fire I was curious what she was thinking about. She even slightly scrunched her eyebrows and I raised an eyebrow. Her eyes were darker than normal and I leaned against a tree.

She suddenly looked around the camp, as if making sure no one saw her, she didn't notice me. She slowly stood up and walked away. I furrowed my eyebrows and walked after her. She stepped foot out of camp and even when she did it without my permission, I was curious what she wanted to do.

I let her walk miles until she stopped at the beach, it was already pitch black and a few hours had past, but I didn't stop her. She was a rebel and I knew it would not matter that I would've punished her for her actions. She would've ignored me and I knew it.

She sat down on the beach, pulling something out of her pocket. I noticed it was my compas, which had disappeared a week ago. I slowly felt my anger grow, but I managed to stay where I was. I watched her and clamped my fists.

Y/N stood up and walked to the water of the sea. She stopped and suddenly threw the compas away, screaming. "I could kill you," she hissed. I raised my eyebrows, she surprised me with her dark, harsh voice. "I want to kill you," she whispered as she fell on her knees.

I decided not to hide anymore and walked up the beach. Y/N heard me and turned around, as soon as she saw me she stood up, pulled out her dagger and pointed it at me. Her glare grew a smirk on my face. "You want to kill me?" I asked chuckling. "What're you doing here, Pan?" She snapped and spit out my name, my smirk only grew bigger. "Well, isn't it obvious, Y/N? You sneeked out," I stepped closer, making the dagger touch my chest. "You didn't answer my question, Love," I hissed smirking. She looked up at me with her deadly eyes. "If I want to, I can kill you, too." She snapped. "Who's the lucky one?" I asked crooking my head. "That's not your business, Peter," as she spoke out my name I felt that she pushed the dagger slightly.

I looked down at my chest, smirking again. When I looked up at Y/N again her eyes locked mine. They looked at me with such hate and anger. I couldn't help it, but it attracked me so much. This girl had fire and I loved it. She was evil and capable of so much. I saw she wanted to break something, she wanted to do something bad. She wanted to kill someone, just as she said.

"Since you're on my island, everything is my business," I grinned. "I. Don't. Care. If you won't leave me alone, I will be able to kill you right now," she gave me a deadly glare and I raised an eyebrow at her. "Love, was that a threat?" I smirked at her and leaned closer. "To make me leave, you have to have more in store," I whispered and she pushed me backwards. "Fuck off, Pan."

"You want to kill your unloved father, isn't it?" I asked her. She sighed. "No, I want to kill you," she said sarcastic. I smirked. "He's already dead, Y/N, but since I thought you cared about him I never told you." She looked up at me with surprised eyes. "You killed him?" She asked. I shook my head. "No, he killed himself, realizing he made a mistake and you wouldn't turn back."

I thought Y/N would've felt sorry, but she smirked instead. "Right what he deserved." I smirked at her reaction. She was evil and I just realized it. She didn't care or love, she was made of anger. She became a demon.

And I never felt something bigger for someone than for Y/N.

I realized she was perfect for me.

A dark imagine, and I actually like it.

Hope you like it too!

XxShaz❤️