The Lost Realm (Once Upon a Time/Peter Pan)

Chapter 30

The guards take us back to the cells and leave.

I look over and see tears brimming each of my sisters' eyes. That's when I feel the water begin to gather in my own.

"What's wrong?" Mama snow anxiously asks.

"She said tomorrow morning is our executions." Sam responds choking on tears.

"Don't worry we will fight, we can get out of this." Papa charming says standing up.

"No we can't," Sylvia responds,"This is where it all ends."

That's when I see tears form in everyone else's eyes. My heart gains a million pounds, and the seriousness of the situation begins to hit me. What if Sylvia is right? What if this is our last night alive? If only if Pan hadn't shown up.

"Wait a minute," I say suddenly remembering, "If Pan is evil why did he save us from that evil teacher?"

"Probably a ploy from Regina. To get us to the island." Ana responds.

Any glimmer of his innocence finally leaves my body. All that's left is my feelings for him, and the guilt that comes with them.

We all sit on the cell floor and talk. Laughing at memories and hearing stories. Hook tells of all his journeys, and Snow and Charming tell us about how they met and their lives before what is.

"How did you know know Regina, and why does she hate you so much?" Sylvia asks.

A frown falls upon Snow's face, "She blames me for killing the man she loves. Long story short I told her crazy mother about her secret love and her mother killed him. I was a little girl I didn't know any better."

"Then how is it your fault?" Sam asks.

"Well Regina isn't exactly known for rational thought. You know that by now."

We all laugh and continue our stories. For once in my life I felt like everything was right, and it would be over tomorrow.

Eventually we all realize our exhaustion and Sylvia makes us some beds. Apparently Regina had suspended our powers, but for some unknown reason they had been restored. I realize I can read Papa and Mama's thoughts, and find they really are as kind on the inside as they are the outside.

We all lie and I begin to hear everyone's breath settle into a steady rhythm.

I try to follow their actions, but my mind couldn't stop racing. How can one sleep when they know the schedule of their own death?

Eventually my thoughts begin to lighten, the real ness of the world around my fades, and I feel myself fall into a tranquil sleep. The last sleep I will ever have.