lxxvii. HOW TO DESTROY A GOD
INDIANA JONES WAS SCARED out of her damn mind. Hades's threat continued to echo through her mind like song lyrics. It was a tune she despised just as much as she hated the Devil himself. The hatred seemed to intensify if that was possible as the days flew by. Throughout this process, Indiana also learned to detest isolation altogether.
It wasn't that she did not want to leave and assist her friends and her boyfriend of God knows how many years. That wasn't the case at all. As a matter of fact, Indiana had to stop herself from marching straight out the front door to help them. If anything, she was being held in her home against her will.
The idea of locking Indiana in her apartment like a caged animal was Peter's idea, which didn't really surprise anyone, even after all these years. It gave her memories she wasn't too fond of to say the least.
"Let me out!" Indiana demanded, naturally disliking being stuck in a net. She tried to break free while the Lost Boys moved her net from the tree. "Just who do you think you are?"
The boy looked up at her with a sinisterly smirk. "Peter. Peter Pan."
Peter didn't want Indiana to get hurt.
Neither did Killian.
Or Regina. Or Emma. Or David. Or Henry.
In fact, it seemed as though that everyone was on board with the concept of locking Indiana Jones away in her tiny home. Together, Peter, Regina, and Emma concocted a spell that would keep Indiana safe in her apartment until things settled down. No one could get in and no one could get out.
Truly, it was a nightmare itself.
Indiana would have made use of Hades's old gift that gave her the ability to watch over her friends in Storybrooke, but it seemed that the God of the Underworld had taken it away right under her nose. She wasn't surprised, though.
The unknown was easily one of the scariest things Indiana had ever faced. Not knowing what was happening in the world just outside her door allowed fear to bubble up from within her. She had absolutely no clue as to what was going on, and that was what scared her the most.
She hadn't had any contact with the outside world in days. Indiana had lost count. All she knew was that when she heard a rapping noise against her door, curiosity was her first response. She was more than eager to run over and open the door. Had she been in a different situation, Indiana was sure she'd react differently - starting with keeping a can of pepper spray within arm's reach.
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