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Adrian's P.O.V

I ran as fast as I could to crocodile creek. I  needed to cross the creek but I had no boat so I would have to figure out how to cross it when I got there. Pan himself had given me this mission and I would not fail him for Pan never fails so I won't fail!

I stopped running and I could hear the creek's rushing cool water. I pushed some overgrown grass and bushes out of my way and saw the creek was really high and I was shocked that it had not flooded the very spot I was standing on.

I sighed and called out the prisoner's name.

"(Y/N)!!!"

No answer just the echo of my own voice

"Do you need some help, Adrian?"

I jumped a little and turned to see Pan standing next to me with a tray of food?

"No Pan I am fine. Can I help you with something??"

Pan looked at me and his eyebrow arched

"Well (y/n) asked for food and I forgot to give it to you before you left."

"Oh?"

Pan never forgot anything so the tray was his excuse to come to check on (y/n) and me.

To see how I would do with his new toy but I was already failing for I could not get past a simple creek! Then I saw a vine.

I jumped over some fallen trees and checked to see if the vine was safe to swing on. Pan stood there looking at me with the tray of food that contained meat soup and coconut water.

"Would you like to swing over first?"

Pan seamed shock that I was talking to him

"No, I will wait."

"Ok"

And with that I jumped and only my feet grazed the top of the water. I did an Indian cry over for it was fun and I could not help myself. My feet gently touched the wet ground and I turned to swing the vine back over to Pan but he was gone!

"I might have to try that later"

This time I did jump and gasped a little

Pan just looked at me and smirked

"I'm glad you agreed to do this task."

I looked at Pan and just smiled

"Come on Adrian!"

The walk was short and I could see the treehouse it was tiny and quite but then again it was dark and only the lights in the windows were the only thing lighting the outside. So how Pan knew the way after it got REALLY dark I did not know.

You could see (y/n) through the windows and she was walking slowly back and forth then Pan stopped short he could not take his eyes off (y/n) and it seemed like all the air in his body had left and he could not remember to breathe.

"Pan??"

He looked at me and handed me the tray of food he so carefully cared for. I looked at him in shock!

"Don't you want to give it to her!?!?!"

"No."

He looked at me with no emotion on his face or in his forest-green eyes. He was completely cold and I could feel myself tense up because what I was about to ask could get me killed

"Why do you LIKE HER??"

Pan looked at me in shock and quickly grabbed my neck the tray shook but I kept it pretty balanced and I did not know how hard a tree could be until my back was slammed into one I gasped for air.

"You will never say that again do you understand ME!!!"

I shook my head as much as possible for his grip had tightened around my neck. He let go and I fell to my knees. 

I got up and took off running as fast as I cloud without spilling the soup more than I already had. I could feel his evil eyes on me but I could not help giggle since stuff like that happens to me all the time for Felix is just as touchy as Pan.

I reached the treehouse and I could see it was actually really large for a treehouse. I needed to become friends with her so she could see that Neverland the lost boys and Pan were not bad but I also had to convince myself that she was not bad because she is Hook's daughter and Pan had said Hook is the evilest pirate and does not play fair.

"Hey, prisoner!"

And I saw an angel poke her head out her (h/l) (h/c) hair fell over her shoulders, her face was beautiful. My heart skipped a beat and I could feel myself melt as her moonlight (e/c) eyes looked at me. Did I have a crush on Pan's new toy!?!?!?!

Thanks for reading hope you have enjoyed reading I have enjoyed writing so far!!!

~Zena Hunters

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