Love or Loyalty? (Peter Pan Once Upon A Time Fan Fic)

Chapter 7

Chapter 7

I had hit a mental wall. "Hate to break to you Pan, but I'm thinking I don't have this whole magic thing."

"You just haven't tried hard enough."

"Haven't tried hard enough? I've been at this for seven striaght hours and that pile of sticks hasn't even given a hint of burning."

"Exactly becasue you aren't trying hard enough."

I took a step forward putting myself right in his face. "I have spent the last seven hours staring at a pile of sticks. I have focused all my attention getting then to light up. I'm tired, I'm bored, and I'm starving. I am so not sorry you think I'm not trying."

He only smirked.

"What?"

"Just have a look at that pile of sticks now."

I turned to find that the stupid pile had finally burst into flame. "What the what?"

"You had it in you. You just needed a push."

"So now what?"

"Now we keep training."

"Wrong answer. That correct answer was find some food."

I tried to keep track of the number of days that had passed since I arrived in Neverland, but I lost track after htting a month and a half. Everyday Pan had me push my magic to the limit. After  three weeks of training I managed to meet my goal of setting his hair on fire. Yeah it went out after less than a second, but it was on fire. I was very proud of myself. He wasn't so pleased.

I stood at the edge of camp waiting for the Lost Boys to scatter into the woods like they normally do after breakfast. Except they didn't. Confused I pushed myself of the tree i was leaning on and went over to Pan. "What's with the break in routine?"

"We were thinking of having a little game of capture the flag."

I rasied an eyebrow. "First seriously? Second, why was I not included."

Right on cue that stupid smirk appeared again. "Seriously. And I was just about to call you over."

"Whatever. Just tell me who I'm working with."

"You'll be on my team."

"Alright let's go."

At that everyone split. Chris, Val, Mark, and a some others who's names escaped me stayed with us, while Felix led the rest into the forest. After much arguing and the exchanging of insults at fifteen distinct instantces we had our plan. Chris would scout ahead and find thier flag. Pan and the others would then fight thier way to it. And what do I do you ask? That would be the reason for the arguement. I was staying behind to guard our flag. Lovely. I picked up the sword Pan tossed at my feet before he left and sat at the base of the tree where our flag was hidden.

I was snapped out of daydreaming by a twig snapping. I jumped to my feet a circled around the tree. I heard another sound from behind me that I couldn't quite place coming from directly behind me. I whipped around just in time to feel something slamming into my chest. An arrow....I heard a bowstring being drawn back. That was my final thought before blacking out.