VICIOUS (II) : peter pan ouat

How to Carve

​Alex and Harry are the first to look up, and I can see the slight trace of a grin that hits Alex's face when he realises I'm here. He shakes Harry's arm, pointing me out across the field, and Harry's eyes brim with tears. He looks away from me before he actually starts crying, leaning into Alex for support.

​"Shit." I hear Gregory say as he stands up, whipping a knife down into the dirt after his eyes land on me. His shoulders heave up and down and he turns away, knocking another boy's hands off his shoulder.

​Max sees me, turning away and looking over at Gregory. He pulls himself up onto his splints and uses his canes to slowly move after Gregory. He looks at me out of the corner of his eyes, before shaking his head and following after the boy.

​It was absolutely Gregory, which means Max was in on it. Maybe that's why the kid looks heartbroken. I can't believe that boy would do it to me. Now is not the time to kill Gregory though, because I've got sit Max down and have a chat with him about it.

​"You're alive." Jared's voice rings out from the field of tents. I can only see the wisps of his hair as he darts through the tents to get to me.                      
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I move towards him, and I see that Pan still hasn't left. By now he has almost always left.

​Jared pulls me into his arms and I give him a quick hug. I can see Harry walking away over his shoulder. It's funny how close we used to be, but things have just gotten in the way.       Jared and I seem to share experiences in that we've both been kidnapped, lost memories, and are happy just scrapping by. Sure I've done much worse things than he has, but we are still friends.

​I miss Harry's playful attitude, his jokes and his fire. Jared is all soft, but Harry was not. That Harry, I don't think I'll ever see him again. I don't think anyone will.

​Alex's eyes turn sad as he walks by with Harry, and I can't help but wonder why.

​"It's been a while." I say.

​He runs his hand down my back, and I flinch away. It hurts. A lot. Jared notices but doesn't say anything.

​"Those girls were worried sick." He nods, looking over to Elizabeth.

​She forces a smile, nodding at me, before darting back through the tents.
​I turn to Peter, and he looks down at me.

​"I'll see you tonight?"

​I look around, glancing at everyone. Who heard him say that? One of Gregory's friends sprints away, and I can't help but think he heard it. Jared heard it to, but aside from that no one is here.

​"Yeah," I can't help but whisper.
​He seems to clear his throat, looking around before disappearing.

​It seems as though a lot has changed since I evaporated into thin air.

​"You should go see the girls." Jared tells me, pulling me along through the tents. "They've been going nuts. I'm not supposed to know about it, but here I am."

​He pulls me into the med tent, which is still small but somehow manages to fill all of our bodies.

​Inside is Blaize, Frank, Felix, and Elizabeth waiting. Felix stands up when I enter, almost surprised to see me alive. He was the one who found my body, so I would be surprised to if I were him.

​"What's going on?" I ask.

​Frank moves away from Felix, and I watch as his eyes trail along her. So does Blaize, and she stands snapping her lighter back and forth. Either impatient or nervous.

​"While you were gone, we kept getting threats." Blaize's voice snaps as her eyes leave Frank and land on me. "We've got a couple."

​Frank places three sheets in my hand that I don't bother to read. Obviously none of them are important if none of the girls have been hurt.