Games To Play (Peter Pan x Reader)

Meeting the Devil

Your POV

"Ugh! Are we almost there?" I complain.

"Quit whining or else you're grounded!" Mom hushed.

I roll my eyes. She always threatens to ground me. I sit down on a nearby boulder and rest. I rub the soles of my feet to stop the throbbing pain.

"Looks like we're gonna have to set camp," Hook sighed.

"Good, I don't wanna go on another hiking trip," I mutter.

"I'll get camp ready," Regina sighed as she waved her hand, setting up camp.

I laid down on my "bed" and took a cat nap.
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Later that night, I heard crying. I sat up and rubbed the sleep from my eyes. Getting up, I look around and go through a path through the jungle.

"Well, look who's here!" I hear and I turn around.

"Who are you?" I asked.

"Oh, have I not introduced myself yet?" The boy smirked, "I'm Peter. Peter Pan."

My blood boiled, "You're the one who sent Greg and Tamara to kidnap my brother!"

I lunged and pinned him to a nearby tree.

"You've got fire," Pan smirked, "I like fire."

"Shut up, you don't know me," I spit.

"But I sure would like to," Pan smiled, "and I know how to!"

"What're you talking about?" I ask.

"We'll play our own special game. Just you and me...fair," Pan said.

"Ha! How should I trust you?" I laugh lightly.

"I'll give you back your brother," Pan sighed.

I grunt lightly, sighing, "Fine, I'll play your game."

"Good, I'll see you soon love," Peter smirked, disappearing.

I stepped back.

What he doesn't know is he's gonna play my game...