|| Never leave Neverland || OUAT

|| Prologue ||

The moon shined bright, reflecting off the ocean with all of it gleaming pride, full and beautiful, just like Neverland in all its glory. Sirens sang a mezmerizing tune and the lost souls of the dead and lost boys cried in despair. You might have thought this magical wonder of a place was a safe haven, but you're wrong. Oh so very, very wrong. The only place worse than Neverland was hell itself.

Now just as the stories state, the wonderful, magical, Peter Pan is the king of this 'beautiful island' that shelters the unloved and unwanted, and cares for them. But even Pan himself is a demon in a boys body, feeding on the souls of the innocent as any wicked creature would. No one, not anyone could leave without Pan saying as so. That is the very reason why no one has ever come or gone.. except for one, mischievious, pirate..

And in years to come, many more. But one girl may not be so lucky. She may never escape, by the will of Pan, his right hand man, and the one and only, Dark one himself. Ever dare to set foot on Neverlands sand and you may never leave with your life.

Meanwhile, Pan is in search for something. Something that is so precious that not even the dark one could comprehend what it was. This very special object would help save everything known to Neverland, its magic, land, residents, waters, animals, and most importantly, the demon that has come to be known as Pan. Without him, everything in Neverland would perish and wither, disintergrate and decompose into dust, never to be seen again. 

You may ask, what object could be so powerful to mantain all of Neverland, this magical, evil wonder of a place and its sinister king? 

The heart of the Truest Believer.

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'Land ho' Captain!' one of Hooks crew members beckoned. This wasn't planned. Why were they here in Neverland. The only possible explanation was that Pan had brought them. For the boy they had brought on ship last night. 

Hook shoved crew members out of his way to the front of the ship. How strange. What would Pan have to do with the boy. He couldn't possibly need more lost boys. Either way, he couldnt let go of the boy, for he was the only way he could kill Rumplestiltskin, the Dark One, the man who killed his one and only true love, and his very own wife, or as he fancied calling him, the Crocodile, as referring to his scaly skin that came with his dark one abilities.

A nasty creature he was. He felt somewhat bad for the boy, for having to be his son. His acts of cowardice give him no place to be a father to his long dead love's son. Ropes clashed in the ruckus behind him and heavy footsteps approached him. Hook was not one for being shoved around, but to avoid being killed, he made an exception for Pan and his minions. A hand arose behind Hook and abruptly turned him around to face the owner of the hand.

'What a lovely surprise, Pans right hand man. It's been quite some time hasn't it Felix.' He was unphased by such a greeting. By high time he was used to it. Felix looked him dead in the eyes for a brief second, then turned away and smiled. 'The boy..we know you have him.. You might as well give him up now, for you know what happens to those who defy him' 

'I have absolutely no idea what you speak of boy' Looking around hesitantly, Hook paused and processed carefuly what he would say next. 'It's just me and me crew here lad.' Felix turned back around and stared dead into Hooks eyes. He could see the boy was souless and lost, all by the doing of  the sinister demon he worked for. The hadn't aged in years of being on this bloody hell of an island. No kid should have to edure it. 'Then you wouldn't mind if we searched your ship.' Hook paused and held out his arm, gesturing openly to the ship.

'Be my guest.'

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'Did you find him' echoed a young boys voice. It resonated in Felix's ears, knowing it could be the very last sentence he hears from Pan if he messes up his words even once. There would be no going back. 'No sir..'  Now the only sound that echoed was silence. 'Perfect.' Pan answered.

Felix was taken aback by the response. 'What do you mean?' Pan laughed. 'Because hes not the boy I'm searching for. I'm looking for his son.' Surprise takes over Felix's senses and he turns around to face his leader. 'Then why would you ask me to retrieve the boy if its not the one we are searching for?' Peter Pan chuckles at such confusion from his loyal assistant of many centuries. 'To throw Hook off course, and so we don't raise any sort of confusion of course.' he gives him a big sinister smile. 'Now I want you to go back, because the boy will revolt soon enough, and we will get him to us, so we can use him to get someone else I need.'

Slowly, Felix leans his head back and stretches 'And who could that be Pan?'

He smiles and looks down, then begins to walk back to the woods. 

'You'll find out soon enough.'