Darkness (OUAT-Peter Pan)

Neverland

Chloe's POV

Not wanting to get up I lay with my eyes closed. After about 20 seconds of arguing with myself in my head, I finally opened my forest green eyes and saw at least 15 boys hovering over me. I scanned their faces and saw either disgust or curiosity on their unclean faces. 

I quickly jolted to my feet and in an instant motion, all the boys backed away from me as if I was some sort of virus. Nobody said or did anything which was getting on my nerves so I was gonna be the first to speak up.

"Where am I, Who are you, How did I get here?"

"We aren't the ones who should be telling you that. He is"

I turned around to the substance of the voice and saw a boy around my age with brown scrappy clothing with holes and dirt everywhere, a brown cape and a hood connected to it. He also had blond shaggy hair and gray eyes. The thing that interested me the most was the long scar he had on his right cheek and the club he had hanging on his shoulder.  

"Who is he?" 

"You'll find out soon enough girl." He spat out the word girl as if it was venom coming out of his mouth. 

"I want to go home!" I stated with a bit of anger slipping off my tongue.

Scar boy started to come over to me very slowly with a smirk plastered on his face. He looked at me and I looked back not backing down, "If you're here then you don't have a home to go back to." He said still looking at me dead in my forest green eyes.

That was it to get me furious. He knew nothing about me and was making assumptions about my life even if they were true. I balled up my fist and swung my fist at him hitting his jaw.  Scar boy's head swung to the side. I heard a 'pop' sound coming from his jaw and I was satisfied. He slowly started to look back at me and saw his eyes darken. I wasn't scared just frustrated. 

He leaned his head towards my ear and I could feel his soft lips brush against it. He spoke so only Him and I could hear. "Might want to keep that fire under control." 

When he said that I knew exactly what he meant. Just as I was about to punch him again my hands were tied up in front of me with rope. I scowled and kneed him where the light doesn't shine and was pleased when I saw him stumble back a bit. He gave a cold hard glare and I gave him one right back. Once he regained himself from our little incident he grabbed me by the rope and pushed me in front of him.

"Walk." He demanded.

"Whatever floats your boat Scar boy," I replied.

He rolled his cloudy gray eyes and ignored me.

 -A couple of hours-

We have been walking for a couple of hours now and I was getting a little thirsty. I wasn't tired at all. I was used to this at school. I did lots of sports and didn't mind the exercise. For the past couple of hours, I have been trying to undo this tie and I think I was making progress. I wiggled my hands through and bit on the rope raising it a bit causing my hand to slip out. I didn't need to worry about the other boys because of Scar boy who told them to do God knows what. So it was only him and me alone. 

"Hey Scar boy?" I asked.

"What do you want shorty." He said while taking a left turn through the trail.

"Shorty?" I said confused.

"Yup because you're short." He stated matter of factly.

"I am not! For your information, I'm '5'9."

"Still short." He stated again while taking another left to this muddy trail. 

"Just to let you know this 'shorty' can still kick butt," I said.

He chuckled and replied saying, "Did you forget about the bound of rope on your wrist shorty."

"No," I answer while turning around and punched scar boy with my knuckles in the face knocking him out. When I knew for sure he was out cold I ran and did not stop. 

I ran for an hour or so and went to lean up against a tree for a quick break. I closed my eyes and took a deep breath. When I reopened them I was met with emerald green eyes. I stumbled back a bit from the unexpected person and saw him smirking at me.

He had green and brown clothing with brown rusty boots. Followed by this he had brown cuffs on his wrist and brown hair. 

"Who are you, and where am I, how did I get here?" I asked wanting answers.

He chuckled and stood up strait coming towards me. I stayed in place and by the time he got close to me he was basically towering over me. 

'Maybe Scar boy was right I am short' I thought to myself.

"Did I forget to introduce my self, I'm Peter, Peter Pan." He said licking his lips a bit. "and you're on my island, Neverland." He added. 

I stood there trying not to burst out laughing. 4 seconds in and I couldn't hold it much longer and I let it all out. I was leaning down while one hand pressing down on my leg keeping me supported while the other was holding my stomach because of the pain. When I looked up at so-called Peter Pan he had a straight face and his posture never changed. 

"You weren't joking, were you? and you can't be real!" I asked already knowing the answer. 

"No, I was not joking and I am very much real." He answered.

"Well it was a pleasure meeting you, Peter Pan but I better get going," I told him slowly walking backward. He lifted an eyebrow and shook his head.

"You're not going anywhere. COME ON BOYS!" He yelled while raising his right hand. Boys of all ages mostly teenagers came out of the bushes and behind trees. I turned around about to run but ran into something or someone. I looked up and saw Scar Boy. I was about to run the other direction but Peter Pan was right there in front of me. He blew this red substance in my face and I started getting dizzy. When I tried walking a stumbled a bit and put my hands-on Pan's shoulder. I saw him smirk and I hated it.

"What did you do to me?" I said starting to lose balance. I was about to fall on the muddy ground but someone caught me before I could. The darkness consumed me and I went to sleep. 

A/N-I Know this took a while to update but I was extremely busy. I will try to upload faster next time! thank you for the people that do read this book I appreciate it.

-KrazyEmmy