Trapped. PP |OUAT|

I watched, silently. I watched his leather boots sink into the gold sand, getting stuck to the wet part of his boots. I know this man, not personally, but I know him, HE talked about him, he spoke his name like it was a disease, he spoke of how bad he is. I don't see it, his ocean blue eyes, scanning the area. I hear the whistle, that only my ears can hear. I'm wanted back.. He can't know who I am, Peter Pan's girlfriend. I look at him one more time and I set it as a goal to see him again, whether he sees me too, well. That's fate. I turn towards the dark forest and gasp as I feel a hook on shoulder.
"Oh, a lost girl? That's a very unusual, isn't it, love?" I breath deeply before my sword is pointed at his throat, my eyes narrowed.
"I am not- lost. I know who I am, and boy do I know who you are. He has been expecting you. Pan, is waiting." With that, I run.
This isn't a Captain Hook book, it might seem that way at first but you'll get it. Enjoy!
Warning: Sexual content, Violence, mature content. (As mature as it can get on Neverland).
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