Saving Him

Saving Him{2}

•Peter Pan's POV•
"Did you see her," one of my lost boys asked me when I walked into my camp. "Yes now leave me be," I order him away. All I wanted to do was be alone. I walk to my tent of isolation.

Her hair just shined like it used to do. Her beauty wounded me up inside so much that I can only think of her. "She's not yours anymore," my head says or should I say my shadow? My shadow had taken my body over completely. Luckily I can still think sometimes.

"Pan we have a problem," my concentration is broken by a lost boy, Felix. "What," I ask him. "A primitive was just caught in camp," he informs with a smile. "Who," I try to get more information out the blonde, eye-scratched lost boy.

"Come look for yourself," he smirks in the fact of me not knowing. I growl at him and walk out to see a former lost boy, Matt.

The curly brown-haired primitive was a very good lost boy of mine. Always a true sport. I walked over to him and grabbed his head back by his hair. "Why are you here," I yell at him.

"Why do you care," he teases me. "Who is the primitives leader," I ask him. "Alan. Your old best friend," he tells me with a huge evil smirk. My eyes go up in shock. "How is he alive," I asked myself.

That stupid snow queen didn't know she did that.
"Why did he send you," I yell at him. "To warn you," he laughs with this. "About what," I question him. He keeps quiet and more quiet. Won't tell me anything. I threaten him with my knife.

"Tell me you little weasel or die," I terrorized him. "There's a war coming to Neverland. We can see it," he starts ranting on all crazily.

I turn to my lost boys and ask them, "Should we kill him?" They shake their heads no. "We should keep him as a prisoner," felix suggests. I nod. "Tie him up," I order them. I walk to a tent of exile.

"You should be more careful with your camp," a voice says behind me as I've sat on my chair. "You shouldn't have came here," I know exactly who I'm talking to.

"Oh really," he pestered me. I jump up towards him with my knife and back him up with it to the wall. "Why are you here," I snarl out of my mouth.

"Whoa Pan no need to get violent. I'm just here to make my acquaintance," he brings my knife down from him. "Tell me why and how you can back here," I yell at him. "Same way Felix did. I'm here for the two things I absolutely wanted," he gets as much anger as me.

"What would that be," I ask him. "To defeat you and you'll find out what the second thing is," he gnashed teeth to me. "What war is coming," I ask him before he could leave.

"You'll see Peter Pan. Oh you'll see," he walks out slowly and disappears.
I sit angrily back in my chair. I look in the mirror on the desk. I stared at my reflection before it changed into someone else's. Ace.

"Ace. Talk to me. I still love you," I tell the mirror as if the idea of her there was true. "Pan save me. Save me," she says over and over again. She vanished. Acelina, that's what he wanted. He wants the one thing that I love most. Did he love her to?

"Pan," I hear my name being called by Felix, "Are you okay?" I realized I was crying. "I'm fine," I wipe my tears away, "Bring me Ariel. With legs." He nods and exits.

•5 minutes later•
"What do you want," the redheaded mermaid asks me when she enters. "I need you to spy on two people for me," I ask of her.

"Why," she asks. "I need to end one and I need to gain one," I inform as much as I wanted her to know.
Ariel's long red hair made me think of Ace's fire. I could see it blowing into a campfire with such beauty.

The flames growing higher and higher. Truly magnificent. "Who," I'm broken of my thoughts by Ariel. "Ace and Alan. They are not in the same place," I tell her. "Fine Pan, but you better repay me," she threatens before leaving.
Ace, come back to me.