OUAT/ROBBIE KAY Imagines

#30 The Picnic

#30 The Picnic

I touched down onto the sand and pulled out a little jar in my satchel. The tiny little fairy was pounding on the side.

"Thanks for your services, but I don't need you anymore." I grinned at her.

"I didn't really have a choice, you kidnapped me." She crossed her arms.

"Whatever." I opened the too ad she flew out.

"Well, well, well, so this is the legendary Neverland..." I said to myself as I cut through the plants with my knife.

I heard some yelling coming from off in the distance. I crept up to see a group of boys dancing around a bonfire. I scanned around and saw their leader playing the pan flute. I have done my research and his name is Peter Pan.

I was planning on when I should enter the camp, when Pan suddenly stopped playing his flute. The boys stopped and then looked at him.

"We have a guest." He wickedly smiled.

The lost boys looked around.

"You can come out." He said looking in my direction.

I stepped out confidently into the center of the lost boys. I crossed my arms and looked at him.

"Congratulations, you found me." I said sarcastically.

"You should now that girls are not allowed on my island." He stands a couple of feet across from me.

"What are you implying? A threat?" I raised my eyebrow, mimicking him.

"Perhaps... What are you going to do about it?" He said while circling me.

My competitive side came over me. I lunged at Pan and he dodged. He threw his left arm around at me but I caught his fist in my hand. I flipped him over onto his back. He landed with a harsh thud and put his arms out. I was sent flying backward into a tree. The lost boys start to stir up, cheering for Pan. 

"Hey, that's not fair," I grunted while getting up. My head is killing me.

"Nothing is fair love..."

I came charging back at him but he swept his leg underneath feet, making me fall to the ground. He was about kick me in the head when I rolled over quickly. I got up and ran behind him. He turned and I quickly punched him right in the nose. I punched harder than I expected. Blood trickled down underneath his nose. He dabbed at it, looking at the crimson red on his finger tips.

"Wrong move..." He growled.

He slapped me right across the face. All the lost boys were like "ooo..." or "dang...". I stumbled back gripping the side of my burning face. When I was not expecting it, he shoved me onto the ground. He began to continuously kick me in the side with a great force. I was crying out in pain, begging him to stop. The blows continued to come, my side felt like someone was hitting it with a hammer.

"Pan," the lost boys said.

"PAN!" They yelled trying to stop him. He kept kicking

"That is enough." A tall blonde kid pulled him back, "You are going to kill her."

"That's what I was planning on..." He said.

The boy pulled him aside, but I could still here them.

"Pan, this isn't right. Just put her in a cage like Wendy and we can use her for our benefit."

Two lost boys helped me up to my feet, but I was so weak that they were holding me up. 

Pan walked right up to me.