Caged

Rules of The Game

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1. Did you read book 1( Captured )?
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  When you awoke you found yourself chained to a tree. You looked around to see everyone else chained to a tree as well. Pan sat in the middle of all of us, waiting for us to wake up.

  "Ah, first one up." He smirked when he saw your face.

  "What kind of crap are you trying to pull here?" You asked angrily.

  "You don't seem to understand the rules of the game." He said, coming closer. He walked around your tree and out of sight. You tried to fight against the chains, scared of what he might do. All the sudden the chains fell off your body. Pan came back. "Get up." He said. You did as you were told. He instantly pounced and pulled your hair back as he held a knife to your throat. "Get up! Everyone, get up!" He yelled. You were scared out of your mind. Everyone's heads perked up.

  "Please don't hurt here!" Regina cried.

  "I won't, but we all need to play fair." He said.

  "What are the rules?" Emma asked.

  "One, no saving any one. You must escape yourself. Two, no killing lost boys. If any bodies are found, one person will pay with their lives."

  "No one here has killed any lost boys... except, maybe you." Regina said. The knife was pushed deeper.

  "Regina, if you want to see your daughter walk away from this stop talking!" Killian yelled.

  "The lost boys will be here soon, for you. I would keep quiet, wolves do wonder these woods." Pan said. He made you walk with him until you reached his tent back at camp.

  "What do you want for me?" You ask.

  "You need to save the island. It's dying. If this island dies, so do the boys." Pan said solemnly.

  "Why don't you send them home?" You ask.

  "They can't remember where they are from. Do it for Nate." He said. The glare was starting to come back into his eyes.

  "Where is Nate?" You ask.

  "Paying for his sins." He said.

  "What did he do?" You ask. Pan looked away. He moved his hand slowly to his chest.

  "He fed the prisoners." He said. He walked closer to you. "Don't you understand?" He asked as if he was talking to a child.