Almost because she could feel the darkness closing in around her. It was almost suffocating, but she's gotten used to it. In later time, she found out when Ariel comes back she has the same feeling upon being on the land of her home.

Ariel had escaped Neverland before anything had actually happened to her. It was fortunate for Rapunzel that the mermaid was visiting when she came back.

"Ariel?" Rapunzel asked, hopeful.

The red haired girl looked up, and her eyes filled with tears. "No, this isn't real. Stop! This isn't real."

 "What are you talking about? Yes it is. Are you okay? Aren't you rogue?"

Ariel crawls out of the water, the bracelet instantly giving her human legs. Rapunzel goes to her friend, helping her stand up. "Ho-How is this possible?"

"I have no clue. But I'm alive. You need to tell me what has been going on, from the beginning."

And she did. Ariel told Rapunzel every single last bit of what has been happening in Neverland for the last twenty years, not hiding anything. Pan had been killing people, he had ran all of the Indians from the land. The pirates were gone, they escaped just as quick as Ariel did. Tinkerbell was stuck rogue because there was something in her heart that kept her from being of pureness.

The fully of pure fairies, they had escaped. With them escaped Tinkerbell's wings, which the blue fairy had tooken away. She instantly wondered what had happened with Tink to make her not pure.

Rapunzel soon figured out that she could control the evil from Neverland. Not in a huge area, but she could but the shield up around Ariel so it wouldn't affect her.

And when they found Tinkerbell, she could even take some of the rogue away. All of it, no, but some of it. With some of it away, she put the shield up around her. Though not the same Tinkerbell, it was close.

"I feel like shit." Tink mumbled, rubbing at her face. "Sorry, R. I was a bitch."

Rapunzel didn't know how to respond. The old Tinkerbell would have never say words like that.

"God, Pan is a douche. You're here to take him down, right?"

Ariel sighed, running her hand through her hair.

"Not necessarily." Rapunzel had answered. "I'm here to fix Neverland. With your help."

 The help that she wanted, Rapunzel was not sure. For another ten years, the girls had helped each other train. Rapunzel worked on her magic, Ariel worked on her combat, while Tink worked on both.

"It won't work!" Tinkerbell yelled, frustrated. "Why won't my magic work!"

Ariel kept quiet, scared to mention the thought on her mind.

"You're still a fairy, Tink. You are still a fairy, you still have the ability to do this. Even without your wings. Just pay attention to the candle, think about the fire that can go on it. You can do it." Rapunzel used words of uncouragement, but she knew with the darkness still in Tink, she would give up any second now.

And she did. "This is impossible! I'm not magic anymore, okay? Maybe I don't deserve it either."

"Don't say that." Ariel whispers. "You need to believe in yourself, that's the only way you can do this."

"How can I believe in myself?!" Tink yells back. "After all of this, how is it possible for me to believe that any of this will work out?"

Before the girls can respond, they hear voices from the sand.

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