His First - Peter Pan x Reader (On Hold)

Chapter 6: Loss

A few years went by and Koby and Y/n survived off the land. Living in the woods without a care in the world.

"Hey, Koby. I'm going to see if I caught anything and bring us as dinner," Y/n spoke heading to the door. "I'll also head into the village to make some trades."

When Koby heard that he rushed over to her side.

"How about I go hunt, you can stay here."

"If you want to help you can go get some berries. We are running low," Y/n smiled, confused on why he wanted to help.

Usually Koby stayed to the house and meditated, cleaned, or picked berries and roots for a side dish. He wasn't into hunting, hard labor, or fighting. He was healer/gather.

"Just be careful Y/n," Koby mutter before going to his berry bushes.

She nodded and walked into the woods with a shack along with her bow and arrows. The sun was still high in the sky as Y/n set the snares and checked her old ones she set up last night to see if she had caught anything. She did in fact catch a few rabbits. Shooting a few squirrels before going to the villages. On her way to the village she saw a buck walking a few good yards away.

Crouching down in a nearby bush, Y/n set the arrow and drew back. Turning to the buck, taking aim, and fired. Successfully she removed the arrow from the dead deer and hauled it, along with the rabbits and squirrels, to the village. She gave to deer to the butcher and saw able to get a good price for it. The baker traded bread for the rabbits as the kind old woman and her boys traded their fruit for squirrels.

With the money Y/n got from the butcher, she bought a few seedlings for Koby. This wasn't the same village Y/n grew up in, but rather the one a few miles away. She didn't dare return to her old village. Joan still lives their with a family of her own, sort of. Joan was pregnant with son, according to Koby.

The sun moved closer to the west. Y/n bid her farewells and headed back, unaware that someone was following her. Once Y/n was a bit away from the village a cold chill ran up her spine. The feeling of being watched crept upon Y/n as she continued her pace. Pausing, Y/n looked behind her and saw nothing. That was until she turned back around to see a man. Not just any man. Andrew and he wasn't alone. Next to him was a younger man with blonde hair and sea green eyes.

"Long time of see, Daughter."

"I'm not your daughter. I thought you were off starting a family."

"Let's just say I was chased out because I was a wolf," Andrew smirked. "Your immortality proceeds you."

"What do you want?" Y/n asked.

Andrew smirked and turned to the younger male who smirked darkly at Y/n.

"Take care of her will you," Andrew smiled.

The man only nodded immobilizing Y/n and giving her sack of stuff to Andrew.

"Ta ta," he chuckled, leaving the two.

Walking threw the woods to Y/n's home, Andrew couldn't help but feel a tint of guilt. His accomplice was to ravish Y/n and give her a child. The child wasn't going to have immortality so Y/n would be forced to watch the child grow up without her. His guilty was quickly washed away from remembering all the pain Y/n's family caused him. Once at the house, Andrew knocked three times on the wooden door. He was soon greeted by his son, Koby.

"I was expecting you, father."

A soft chuckle escaped Andrew lips as he handed Koby the bag, walking inside the house.

"Now Koby, What dose the future hold?"

Placing the bag on the table, Koby turned to his father, who waited for an answer at the doorway of the kitchen.

"For starters, what you just did to my sister is going to be the reason to your downfall. Her son, Malcolm, and Y/n are going to get you back for what you did," Koby smirked. "He still loves her and probably will forever. Malcolm has changed into a dark and careless being know as Peter Pan. His heart grows darker because of you and that dark heart is going to get you killed."

Andrews blood ran cold as fear spread threw out his body. Koby noticed taking pleasure in his fathers fear and laughed.

"Don't worry, I'll see you in hell not long after you go," Koby muttered. "And I'll make sure you go were you belong, after all your nothing more than a lost soul."

That being said, Andrew felt the house to find Y/n and change his fate. Walking threw the wood, with the sun's light nearly extinguished, he found Y/n curled by a tree, clinging to her clothes. Not far from her was his accomplice laying dead on the ground. His blood soaked the soil under him. Slowly he approached Y/n. Seeing him, Y/n stood  shakily pointing a blood covered dagger at him.

"Get away from me," Y/n's voice was venomous.

Taking a step to her, Y/n lodge the blade into his shoulder before making a mad dash to her home. Andrew wasn't able to get to her and end her life in time. He made it his personal mission to kill her and her baby.

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It wasn't long until Y/n started growing a baby bump. Not ready for a child, Y/n asked Koby was she should do. Koby told her to give the child to a villager in her old village. Hearing this made Y/n more than upset. Giving her child away would make her no better than Malcolm. She still loved him, but she didn't want to be like him and give up her first born. When she had the baby, Y/n was pleased to know he was a heathy baby. Koby hunted and care for Y/n while she took care of her son and maintained the house. It was a smooth life for a few months until a fire happened. Burning down the house, Koby and Y/n went to the old village where Y/n grew up. Not wanting to raise the baby on the streets, she went gave him up to give him a better chance at life. Keeping her hood down, Y/n approached a nice couples house. She knew them fairly well before she became a immortal being. Giving the wooden door a good few knocks she rocked her son gently as she waited. Seconds later a woman answered the door.

"Yes?"

Y/n let out a shaky breath and spoke softly.

"Can you do a homeless woman a favor and raise my son?" Y/n asked, on the verge of tears.

The woman step outside fully to see the baby boy. His tuffs of blond hair peaked out of the blanket he was wrapped in.

"Of course, I'll promise to take good care of your boy," she smiled.

"Thank you," Y/n muttered.

Kissing his head she pasted him over to the woman who gave a soft hi and brushed her finger over his nose.

"What's his name?" She asked, not taking her eyes off the baby.

Y/n bit lip and raise one of her hand to brush away the tears that fell.

"Felix. His name is Felix."