Fighter

Chapter 1

I blinked my eyes groggily, rubbing my throbbing head. Light flooded my vision, causing me to squint as I slowly picked myself up off my stomach. I felt sand on my hands, hearing waves crash onto the shore, making my confusion grow. Am I on a beach? My eyes adjusted to the brightness, proving that I was in fact on a beach.

"What the hell?" I said aloud, my voice scratchy. How long had I been asleep here? Where even is here? How did I get here? So many questions where running through my mind. I brushed sand off myself as I stood, my legs weak, almost giving out from under me. I tried remembering how I got here, my breathing speeding up. I didn't remember anything. I didn't know where I came from, if I had a family or friends, all I knew was my name. I looked around me, hoping to see something familiar. I am apparently not that lucky. Well, there's no visible land I can see looking at the ocean, which made me think I must be on an island. So, I guess my only hope of figuring anything out would be to go inland. I kicked the sand out of frustration and started towards the forest. I walked through the very dense forest for what seemed like hours. I didn't know if I was going in circles or getting someplace. I continued walking straight, hearing something in the distance. It sounded like water, a waterfall possibly. I followed the sound of running water and soon enough came to a beautiful lagoon. To the side of the forest there was cliffs, which a gorgeous waterfall cascaded from. I got closer to the water, completely mesmerized by it. The sun was beginning to set and I began to grow concerned about where I could sleep. Or if there were any predators on this island, my breath hitched at the thought. I had no idea who or what could be inhabiting this place and I was completely defenseless. I was trying not to panic when I heard movement come from the water. I frantically looked around, I could see ripples in the water. Maybe it was just a fish. I don't know why, but my feet were slowly making its way to the water's edge. An eerily beautiful singing voice grabbed my attention. My head shot towards the voice. My mouth fell agape when I saw what was in the water before me. A mermaid. You know, those mythical half woman, half fish creatures. Mythical. I had to be dreaming, mermaids don't exist. I was drug out of my panic by the singing of the fairytale creature. I had a dire urge to get closer to the creature, her voice was just so beautiful. My bare feet touched the warm water as I slowly waded through it, towards the mermaid. The water was past my waist and suddenly I was pulled out of the water and back onto land. I yelped in surprise, but before I could even say anything I was pinned to a tree. A boy around my age had a tight grip on my throat, holding me firmly and painfully in place. He had light brown hair and gorgeous green eyes. He looked quite fit and was possibly the most attractive person I had ever seen. All my questions I previously had caught in my throat.

"Mermaids are deadly, you know." His British accent filled my ears. But, his voice was not friendly.

"Mermaids aren't real." I managed to get out. The boy cocked an eyebrow at me in confusion.

"Who are you and how did you get here?" He spat, squeezing my neck harder. I involuntarily gasped in pain and that I was suffocating. Black spots were beginning to appear in my vision and I knew I'd pass out soon if he didn't let go. A cool breeze suddenly washed over us, the boy abruptly released me. I fell to the ground, holding my neck and trying to catch my breath. I looked up, confused as to why he let me go. My eyes widened in shock, a shadow with glowing green eyes was floating in front of me. "Why would you do that?" He yelled at the shadow. "I call the shots around here! A girl can be of no use to me, let alone survive on Neverland. She was almost killed by a mermaid!"

"Neverland?" I croaked, still holding my neck in pain. "As in Peter Pan, Lost Boys, Tinkerbell?" Confusion gripped my entire body. This had to be a dream.

"The very same." The boy growled at me, turning back to the shadow. They looked as if they were internally speaking. "Very well, you better be right about this." The shadow turned and flew not but an inch from my face, hovering for just a few seconds, before flying away. The boy ran his fingers through his hair, letting out a deep sigh. "My shadow tells me that you are a very special girl. One I could find most useful." He strolled towards me, one brow raised.