Never Go To Neverland

Open Sesame

Glancing up in shock, I stood with my mouth open for what seemed like forever. After a moment my brain finally processed what just happened. Slowly climbing out of the now open cage I gazed around. Is this just a sick trick? A new game Peter Pan came up with? Pushing myself out, it finally registered to me that I felt no pain. Staring at my previously scarred hands, I felt alive. More alive than I ever have before.
"It's not a trick." Spoke a voice. Whirling around I realized it was the shadow. "You can talk!?" I exclaimed.
"Yes I can."replied the shadow. "Why didn't you speak to me the first time I met you?" I asked suspiciously.
"I'm did speak to you. You just couldn't hear me. You were completely blocked to the idea of magic." Answered the shadow. Thinking over what he just said, I looked up."Why did you bring me here?".
"You were Lost. And special. I could feel it." He stated."Pan will be here any second, if you want to try and run away I suggest you do it now." Leaving the conversation on that note he got up and flew off.
Looking around I realized he was right. Peter Pan was a lot of things but stupid was not one of them. Sadistic, abusive and shameless were. Heading in the opposite direction of the camp, which was now eerily quiet, I made my way quietly and as quickly as I could.
After what seemed like no more than 2 minutes of walking I felt a presence. Suddenly I felt an itch in my left arm.
Without even thinking I whirled my hand up and snatched something that was coming directly at my neck. Looking it over I realized it was a dart. I was suddenly aware that I wasn't alone. Quickly surveying the bush all around me I stayed dead quiet. Hearing a small snap to my right, I faced that direction with my hands up, curled into fists.
"Easy there lady, I won't hurt you." came a voice in the bush. Staring at the person coming out I quickly looked him over. He wore a black coat, long black boots, black trousers, so on ,so on. But that wasn't what was most peculiar about him.
Instead of a left hand, he had a...
"Allow me to introduce myself. My name is Hook, Captain Hook." Bowing down he looked up with a teasing look in his eyes. Straightening himself he said "I can get you off the island. However I can't help you leave Neverland. Only one person can grant you that wish, and it is the bloody demon himself!"
"Peter Pan." I mumbled weakly. Glancing up in shock, Captain Hook quickly regained himself. With a grin he said,"You really don't know the way things are done here? No one calls him by his first name. All the Lost Boys call him Pan.". Quickly reviewing the information, I looked up and suspiciously asked, "How do you plan on hiding from Pan?".
"A cloaking spell. Kept me and my crew safe for some time now. Only when we needed it of course." Replied Hook.
"How can I trust you?" I countered. "You just tried to knock me out with a dart!" Chuckling darkly he stared me down for a moment before saying, "I couldn't waste valuable time with introductions. Besides would you rather deal with the King of Neverland on your own?"
"I suppose not." I relied a little lamely. "Smart girl! Now we have no time to waste!" Said Hook pivoting one his heel...
And turning to face Peter Pan.
––––––—–––
Shit. "You didn't plan on trying to kidnap my guest so soon? I'm rather disappointed in your lack of commitment to this game Hook." Announced Pan. With a smug look, he shifted his gaze to me. I felt my body go cold. I literally felt chilled to the bone. The fire inside my soul seemed  to be no match against Pan's frozen heart.