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Aria woke up with tears in her eyes. She could feel the island's pain mixed with her own. Deep inside she now knew who Peter Pan truly was. He needed reminding of the love of the island and his betrayal against it. He also needed reminding of his betrayal against Aria, the way he had exploited her goodness for his evil scheme.

Anger was growing inside and Aria couldn't hold it in. A thunderstorm formed overhead, the anger of the island forming with her own. She could feel the island's powers coursing through her, the way she could open a palm and produce magic, any element, any spell. This was the power of the heart within her. Looking down at her binds, the natural rope slithered away as it listened to her command. Free of the vines she used her connection with Neverland to get locations for everyone on it. There were multiple people spread across the island, but only two groups. One was Pan and the Lost Boys, the other Henry's family.

Aria wasn't sure that Henry's family was a good idea, now knowing from the binds that it had been their magic that trapped her there. So instead she would settle on revealing herself to Pan. To get the justice she deserved.

With a quick thought and motion of her hand, Aria teleported into the camp, shocking the Lost Boys and catching the eye of Pan. "Woah how did you do that?" Jacob asked.

"It's magic. I'm magic," she corrected herself.

"I thought the island did all your magic?" Edward asked.

Aria smiled, "it does."

Pan watched her looking at the boys and felt uneasy. She knew the Lost Girl's protective bubble made her rather cocky and over confident, but the smug grin and sharp eyes were something he had seen only in the mirror. She was too confident and Pan didn't know what about. He checked Wendy's cage and found her still in it, checked Henry and found him still in the same seat as usual. He returned to his cabin and laid in his hammock, his guard up and his reflexes on alert. His eyes watched as she climbed the stairs to his abode and watched the door as she stepped inside.

"Aria, back to cause more trouble?" He asked.

"Nope, just here to take back what's mine," she smiled sweetly.

"I don't have anything of yours," Pan fires back, confused.

Aria held out her hand towards Pan, eyes glowing. Green tinted magic left Pan and Aria absorbed it all. Pan tried to use his power but it was gone. She had taken it.

"What did you do!" Pan calmly asked, his rage building.

"I took your magic. Well, the magic you were given."

"How? You can't even do magic!"

Aria placed her hand across her heart. "You didn't forget did you? The heart of Neverland was taken to my world, but it had to go somewhere. And, well. Here it is."

Pan stared at Aria and stumbled back a little. He didn't think it was possible, that he would ever find it again, but it had returned, it's why he had been more powerful recently. Because of her. Aria and the island were one.

"How do you know?" Pan questioned.

"Henry reminded it, I woke up a few minutes ago. The island loved you, you were it's joy and you abused the power it gave you. Then you abused my mental illness and used me to trick good people. I know everything, and the island and I think the same. It's time you were put in your place."

Aria clicked her fingers and Pan froze in place. He could still move his eyes, use his voice, but his body would not move. "You will pay for this Aria. I don't care if the island dies, as long as I survive Peter Pan will always win," he threatened, his voice low and poisonous. Aria paced around him, giving him one last piece of advice.