Nancy Jones- abandoned on Neverland by her father at age 15. Left to fend for herself against Pan and his evil lost boys by her father a once great pirate.
Nancy met another abandoned child on the island and together they escaped. Bealfire and Nan...
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'Welcome to Storybrooke.' Was the first glimpse of her new town that Nancy got as she grove slowly behind the yellow bug.
The three had been on the roads all day headed 'home', only stopping for gas and to get something to eat once or twice. Emma and Killian had made sure Nancy was ok to keep driving over and over but she was fine as she kept telling them.
Despite the tough seat and lack of back support the vampiress didn't mind driving all that way. She just wanted to get away from Mystic Falls.
After so many years of fighting and fighting against new supernatural odds, it would be nice to return to 'normality' or at least to the people she grew up around instead of her supernatural friends.
Driving over the thick green-painted boarder line of the town a wave of magic crashed into her body, sending shots of power through her every nerve.
She shuddered slightly on the bike but kept straight on the road. Suddenly though, an odd sound filled her ears as she lifted a hand to remove her visor and saw what looked to be a giant flying beast descending upon her. She yelled out in shock as the yellow bug ahead of her sped up and she just caught the sound of Emma's voice yelling "speed up!" And so she did.
She slammed on the gas to her bike and shot down the road away from the monster. It was still gaining.
Getting closer and closer to what looked to be the town centre through the trees, Nancy kept her speed high and only looked back when she had passed the bug.
Emma too had slammed on the gas and was barrelling down the triad unit the creature only seemed interested in the woman on her bike.
The creature suddenly dropped it's wings and dived out of the air for Nancy and just as she turned her head back it collided with her and sent her and her bike skidding off of the road.
With a groan of pain shout of pain, she landed on the hard forest floor a few feet from her bike which crashed into a tree rather unceremoniously.
In the minimal moon light of the evening she could make out her bike from the burning heap of shrapnel it created and the creature that was now rising from the ground a few feet from her.
It was massive, covered in thick brown-near-black fur and shrouded in a cocoon of giant horned wings. An angel of death like she had never dreamt.
It was primal looking with the body of a grotesquely enlarged monkey and the wings of a bat right out of hell. It stood up right on it's back legs and gave an earth shaking Rawr that chilled her to her bones.
It's gigantic, sharp claws and ugly, long, sharp-looking, yellow fangs were glinting murderously in the moonlight as she attempted to sit up. But her arm gave out, feeling suddenly as if it was made of shards of broken glass. It was clearly broken- making her scream out again.
