Chapter 3- Hunting

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I've been on this island for a little less than a week and not going to lie hunting was hard. There were animals everywhere it's just when I see one, I realise that I don't have a bow. I take my knife and find a nearby tree branch. I cut it into the perfect arch for a bow and then I look around for anything that could be useful for the string.

About a couple hours later I have the now perfectly made bow and I go to test it out. I carve a target in a tree and I used some of the left over materials to make some arrows and shockingly i had a lot. I aim the arrow at the target from a good distance and shoot it in the middle.

After I had tested out the bow and all the arrows I went to go hunt. I felt as if I was being watched. I decided to let it go since this entire island is mysterious.

I search through the island and I finally find a deer. I take my aim and i shoot. I make a perfect shot. It runs away and soon I hear the running stop. About ten minutes later I find it and drag it back to my camp. While I was walking I hear footsteps I ignored it because it could've been another animal.

"You've got a good aim." I hear someone say my lucky guess is Peter.

"What do you want Pan?" I ask.

"Do I have to want something to see you?" He asked and I honestly don't know why he's being so nice.

"I'm not coming to your camp." I said and he laughs.

"Fine do you at least want help making that blanket?" He looked at me and I guess I kind of did need help since I'd never made a blanket from deer fur so why not.

"Fine." Is all I could say. He comes over to where the deer and I are and helps me cut the fur off. It was silent until I decided to speak up. "So why do you want me at your camp anyway?" Pan looked at me as if I was supposed to know the answer. Seriously?

"Well because we could use your hunting skills and you're good at fighting do we could use an extra person for that." I was debating whether he was lying or not. It looked like he was telling the truth just not all of it.

"I think I'm going to stay here." I said with full confidence.

"Like I said before you won't last a week without my help."

"And like I said before, watch me" A smirk grows on his face.

"Well played." Pan says with that little smirk that could kill someone. His British accent goes along with it. DARN IT ALL I NEED TO DO IS ADMIT HE'S CUTE. DANG IT. "You know I do have one question." I nodded for him to continue. "Why'd you come to Neverland?" I honestly didn't know how to answer that.

"Um I just stole this sweatshirt from my foster dad and it had beans in the pocket and I went to see Mr. Gold and he told me that these led to a portal, so I took that chance I didn't know where it would take me."

"Who were your foster parents?" I don't even know why he wanted to know.

"Why do you want to know?"

"Because since they had the beans it means they no about magic." He says and I was dead confused.

"Um their names were Greg and Tamara. They were honestly the worst I hated them."

It was about ten more minutes until the blanket was finished. I didn't care if I didn't have a pillow because when I ran away I found this abandoned building and climbed the ladder to the top of the building and slept there. No pillow, no blanket so I'm used to it. "You do know you're welcome to come to our camp anytime right?" Pan asked

"Aww is Peter Pan being nice?!" I teased.

"Yes so but don't get used to it." He said and put the death smirk on and with that he walked away. Why does he keep walking away immediately when we're talking. I put the blanket in the chest after he walked away.

Night finally came and I needed to go hunting again for food in the morning. I walked to an area why I found some chickens and I looked a little bit more and I saw their eggs. My hands reached to grab a few and I'm kind of glad that didn't see me. When I got back to my camp I was going to get the blanket that I made. I waved my hands over the area of dirt and it all came out but the chest was gone. "PAN!!!" I know for a fact that he took my stuff. At least I still have the eggs for tomorrow but what's the point Pan took all my supplies so I can't cook it. I threw the eggs hitting a tree.

I went to find some new supplies like a sword or perhaps A KNIFE. I wonder around the forest and shockingly I find a knife. THANK YOU. I guess one of the lost boys left it here. I found a nearby branch and started to carve random shapes in it since I wasn't tired. I hear footsteps and I looked over my shoulder and no one was there I turn my head back around just ignoring it. "Hello." I saw pan right in front of me and him just being here scared the crap out of me. I screamed and fell off the rock. "oh my gosh you should've seen your face." Pan says while laughing.

"That's not funny Pan and why did you take all my stuff?!"

"First of all, call me Peter and second, did you really think I didn't know where that chest was?" He said and I didn't know what to say back. "Just be glad that I didn't open it with the key." He said holding the key to the chest in his hand. I swear that key was in my back pocket.

"Wait... how'd you get that?! That was in my pocket."

"I told you." He started before walking close to me. "I know magic too." He whispered so close I could feel his breath against my ear. He then looked at the scar on my arm then looked at me.

"It's a scar Greg (again her foster dad) gave to me with his knife now if you'll excuse me I'm going to try to get some sleep with what I have." He nodded and suddenly disappeared. Gosh I hate magic. I lied down on a comfortable spot and snuggled up in my sweater and soon sleep took over me.

Authors note:: If you didnt know Greg and Tamara they're the evil people that kidnap Henry and yah u just have to watch the show for everything to make send

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