A shadowy figure with a pair of glowing eyes dropped down from the ceiling. The thing floated overhead. I stared at it, wide-eyed. The thing stretched a hand out to me. "I can't move," I tried to explain, my eyes drooping shut. "I can't..." Before I went unconscious, I felt something lift me up with ease. And the last thing I remember was the wind in my hair. --- It's said that Peter Pan is a monster who can't love. Then, his shadow brings back a strong willed girl with a good heart. Will love be Pan's saving grace or his ultimate downfall? --- Originally written by Dreamer-Girl96 on fanfiction.net Edited and embellished by me