"Where am I?" I ask. The boy's smirk only grows as he begins to take slow steps towards me. As much as I want to back away when he comes close, I stand my ground. I notice that his eyes are a shade of green that is so dark they could almost be black. I take a deep breath to try to ease my panic. I can feel my hands shaking at my sides. He gets so close to me that if I were to shift my weight I would nudge him. "If I told you, you wouldn't believe me." He sing-songs. I become annoyed with his mocking. "Well, then who are you?" I continue to question him. "Wouldn't believe that either." He speaks from behind me. What does he mean that I won't believe him? "Try me." I grit through my teeth. "My name is Peter." He says, finally stopping in front of me. I cross my arms and shift my weight to my right. "Why wouldn't I believe.." "Pan." "Excuse me?" I say, convinced that I had misheard. "My name is Peter Pan."

Come with me little lamb, Leave your home, your family, your life- To the fanciful land of dreams hidden between realms- Where magic permeates the air and breathes your fantasies into existence- Come with me little lamb, Where there are no laws and you are allowed to enter new worlds of awe and wonder, my dear, sweet child- Where happiness and joy are the ways of life, no sorrows can touch you there - To the island where youthfulness runs wild and you can be free- Come with me little lamb, Where you will not remember your name, your past, or how you got here- To the land where I can infiltrate your dreams and make you suffer your worst nightmares- Where my magic will steal the breath from your lungs and squeeze the life out of you- Come with me little lamb, To my domain, where you shall be under my influence and control, my helpless, fragile human- Where I will hold the power to make your life a misery if I so wish to- Where you will be mine, irrefutably and forever- Come with me little lamb, You do not have a choice.

"You don't understand!" the strange, yet beautiful, young girl cried. "Then explain!" Emma shouted exasperated. "I can't leave, because if I leave, he goes mad, and if he goes mad...no one wins." _________________________________________________________________________ She is his songbird. Her voice keeps him from going insane, completely evil. So when she gets taken, you better believe he's going to get her back; no one messes with what's his. After all, Peter Pan always wins, even if it means resetting the board. _________________________________________________________________________ WRITTEN: August 12, 2015

Natalie Johnson has been alone her entire life. Living on the streets of the Enchanted forest, killing to survive. Until, a shadow comes and offers to take her to a better place. There, she meets the famous Peter Pan. What will happen? Will Pan treat her the same as everyone? Or has he finally met his match? I DO NOT OWN ANY OUAT CHARACTERS I JUST OWN NATALINE AND MAYBE OTHERS ALONG THE WAY

"He left me all alone, now what am I supposed to do?" "She wanted me to grow up, I wasn't sure I could." Did you think there story was finished, once Peter went back to Neverland? I don't think so, after all, how could they forget the love of their lives?

[DISCLAIMER] guys I wrote this when I was 14 and I cringe every time I look at it. He looks at me, tears continuously falling from his eyes. But the tears seemed to be hot, and made scars in his cheeks as they trickled down. "Oh, Peter," I said sorrowfully. "Th-the demon.. it doesn't want me to feel p-pain..." He said before yelping. "But you can't help that, Peter. You are a human, and humans crash and bleed and feel pain and sorrow. That's one thing you cannot change, and that's one thing a demon cannot change."

[A NEVERLAND TALE] "What are those?" "Earbuds" "What are those...?" "They make it so when I play music only I can hear it" "How" All Rights Reserved. Copyright © 2014 | Pinkars

"I'm leaving my window open tonight. Come find me, Peter Pan." ~ Elain Hook is the daughter of Captain Hook. She doesn't see her father very often, only 6 times a year for a week. In that week, he trains her into the fiercest, strongest, fastest and smartest pirate you could find. Elain has always felt attracted to Peter Pan. Pan feels the same way. They constantly tease each other, fooling around to see who will break first and give into that attraction. Peter Pan wants to play. So l e t ' s p l a y . - Don't be weirded out by the smut, Peter's seventeen in this story.

I slammed back against the tree as he strides over to me. He pushes my hips back so I cannot move. I'm breathing heavily and feel defeated. "I gave you a chance, Jules." He let out a small sigh. "But no one disobeys me, and goes unpunished. Not even my little lost girl." His hands slowly came down my stomach and the front of my hips. I squirmed under his touch so desperately wanting him to stop. His face inched closer to mine, but I not dared to look him in the eyes. One hand was pushing my stomach and with the other he slid his finger down my jawline. "I don't want to hurt you Julianna." He put his hand under my chin tilting my head up, I still looked down. "But I will." He said with a smirk. My eyes darted up and met his with a look of horror.