Escapism Of The Lunatics

5 | Abandonment Requires Expectations

Weeks went by in Neverland and still no response from Rumple. A part of me questioned if he would return in my dreams at all. Or if he was even there. The stories I've read about him did make me question my choice to owe him a favour. Apparently it's unwise, but it was either that or losing my brother for good. The only reason my thoughts were eased about this, was because I owed him a favour. One I'll most definitely have to pay the price for.

Days became more monotonous. Wake up, breakfast, train, work, dinner, train, supper then sleep.
Training has become more of a priority, which worries me more than the situation with Rumple. What if the War begins, before he tells me how to leave? Marcus can't fight in a war. Not even little Frankie can. They are children not soldiers.

After breakfast with Tom, we made our way to the training grounds.

Today's task was hand to hand combat. Great.

The training ground consisted of many things, including targets on most of the trees and a small shed that disguised as a bush when closed. There were various circles on the ground made of white chalk, for hand to hand combat. I noticed Peter leaning his shoulders on a tree at the edge of the clearing. He almost seemed stressed, but he still maintained a stern look.

I asked Tom, "What is Pan doing here? Isn't Felix the one who watches us train?"

The look on his face was written with the same amount of confusion as mine, "I have no idea. Maybe Felix is running errands for him."

We shrugged and made our way to the centre of clearing. A couple of boys were already there awaiting orders.

Ian stood by my side, "Almost the sixth full moon."

"Sixth?" I questioned in disbelief.

Ian turned to me, "Neverland has seven moons. At the moment, only five of them are full however when the sixth moon is almost full."

I furrowed my brows and shook my head, "So what? Don't tell me there are werewolves in here. This is my last straw. I can handle mermaids, but not werewolves."

They both laughed at how I snapped and I couldn't help but join in.

Thomas explained, "Once a month, on a new full moon, we play a game."

My shoulders tensed, "What game?"

"Don't worry, its just a game like man hunt or hide and seek. It's a fun thing to do after working hard all the time."

Suddenly a whistle was heard, Pan made his way so all eyes were on him, "So lost boys, Felix couldn't attend practice, so I'm taking his place. I'll be teaching you all new moves when your other opponent is armed. Can I have a volunteer?"

Everyone kept their eyes down.

"I volunteer."

I deep voice challenged the silence in the air. I look behind and saw a boy. Matching the height of Peter, he had broad shoulders and short black hair. He was almost as intimidating as Pan, if it wasn't for his friendly smile. There was something about him; the way he held himself up. As if he thinks he's better than Pan.

"Not you Adrik."

"And why not?"

"It's too easy, Frankie come out here."

The boys started snickering while Adrik's face went red. But I wasn't laughing. Neither Thomas, and especially not Frankie. He stood there in shock.

Peter spoke louder, "Frankie?"

Frankie came out from the tall forest of boys, "y-yes sir."

Peter smiled and passed him a sword that emerged from his hands out of thin air. Speckles of light following after it.