Lost in those Green Eyes (Peter Pan/OUAT)

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*Peter's POV*

I waited for Lidia's reaction, head tilted and smirking. She really had no idea what I was referring to, so unaware of her potential. Truthfully I found it beneficial, that way I'd be able to make her believe just what I wanted and have an entire control on her power. She'd be my tool, my weapon, my puppet, and I, the puppeter. I smiled at the thought. 
"I don't blame you for not knowing, Lidia. After all, you don't even know where you come from. Where you where born, or when. Or who your parents were...But I do." 
She froze, open-mouthed, and a sort of panick flashed in her eyes. As she was not speaking, or too shocked to do so, I continued, her wide green eyes fixated on me. 
"You were born 17 years ago in a land called the Enchanted Forest. It's a place full of magic, like Neverland."
She frowned at my words but still didn't interject. As indifferent she could sometimes look like, I knew that would interest her. It was her past after all, and everyone wants to know where he comes from, as painful as it can be. 
"Your mother was a renown sorceress, admired by all for her strong healing powers and wisdom. For almost every disease she could find a magic spell or create a healing potion." 
"My ... mother ?"
I could feel these words sounded weird for her. No wonder it's a chock hearing from a mother you never ever knew existed before. 
"You father on the contrary was an ordinary man. Apparently they met and "fell in love" at the first sight." I mocked the last sentence. "Love". What a useless feeling. I couldn't really describe it since I had never felt it, but I had survived very well without it for years and years. Everytime I heard about it, it made me want to vomit. Some people even called it the strongest magic in the world, but I knew it was nonsense. Love couldn't get you anything, only magic could. Love made people weak, that I knew, I had heard enough stories about it. Fortunately for me it was something I'd never know. The only attachment I had with people was with my lost boys. 
"They had you afterwards, and all was perfect in the most perfect world for a little time." I narrated. 
"Your mother had three other sisters, your aunts. All three of them also powerful sorceresses. The funny thing in this, is that all four sisters had a child at around the same period, in Winter. And what's even more interesting, is that all four children inherited great powers of Nature."

I could see the girl had a hard time swallowing everything I was explaining to her. She didn't look shocked anymore, I just felt like she was trying to see if I was lying or not. Which, for once, I wasn't . I often lied to people to get what I wanted, but this time I was telling the whole truth. She had to know everything if I wanted to use all her hidden powers. 
"You know I'm not lying, don't you? If so you wouldn't be still standing there listening to me."
She looked down frowning and I knew I was right, so I went on. 
"Unfortunately, nothing lasts forever. And your family's happiness didn't. All of this because of one single person." 
She looked at me with serious eyes, waiting for me to continue. I took a certain pleasure in making her wait. She was the impatient type, and it was slowly getting on her nerves, I could feel it. Announcing her the story of her past was already nerve-wracking, and the suspense I was adding to it only made it worse. It amused me because she couldn't blow out in fear I would stop talking. I had the control over her now because I was the only one who could give her the answers, and she had no choice but being submissive and stay calm until I was done. 

"This person was called "The Dark One"."

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*Lidia's POV*

Mother. Father. Family. Magic. Powers. Dark One. 
All of this was making no sense to me. It was too much to digest all at once and I was so confused. I could feel Peter was being honest for once, somehow, so I decided to listen to him. Every word he told me killed me inside, I didn't want to listen. I never had a past, I never had memories about where I came from, and I get used to living that way. It had been so hard closing my heart and mind to all of this at first, and I remember crying every night about it when I was a little kid in the orphanage.