Third Person POV---
He waits for them to lower their guard. Two guards, a blonde boy with icy blue eyes, and the brown haired boy from the day two weeks earlier were on guard.
Hook motioned his two pirates forward. They threw rocks at the guards, knocking them out, and bound the blonde one to a tree. Gagged him too.
They didn't bother with the brown haired boy.
They weaved around the bodies of sleeping Lost Boys. Hook entered the tent where he knew Peter and Talia were.
He smiled at his sleeping daughter.
And got to work.
Talia's POV---
I awoke to a large, rough hand over my mouth.
I knew it wasn't Peter's. They were to large, to rough. I opened my eyes, and tried to move, but heard a familiar voice.
"Don't move Tali. Look beside you." I met the cruel, gray eyes of my father, and looked beside me.
Peter was lying beside me, on his back. A silver, curved weapon was held at his throat.
My eyes widen and I look baack to Hook. "Come with me quietly, don't try to wake anyone, and Peter will be fine." He whispers in my ear.
I'm so mad, so angry, I want to punch my father.
Right.
In,
The.
Face.
But I can't let him hurt my Peter.
So I get up, quietly, trying not to wake Peter, because Hook will surely kill him if he does.
Gisabell Smee ties my hands behind my back, and stuffs a rag in my mouth.
Now I can't yell or wake anyone up even if I wanted too.
Hook pushes me through the dark campsite.
He's trying to get me to avoid the Lost Boys, but he doesn't see Nibs, little Nibs, on the ground, sleeping.
I see my chance. I give him a swift kick to the back. He sits up and yells. He sees me. "Wake Up!" He yells, and runs across the campsite. "Peter! Wake up! They have Tali!" I see Gisabell pull out her pistol, and aim for Nibs.
I struggle, trying to scream, trying to warn Nibs. But he ducks into Peter's tent before Gisabell gets the chance to shoot.
Suddenly, the whole campsite explodes with light, and the bon fire is bright and blazing in the centre of the camp.
Suddenly, there's Peter, outside of his tent, his hair dishevled and his shirt all rumpled up. What Lost Boys that haven't woken up yet are now, when they hear Peter yell.
"Let her go Hook!"
I feel the tip of Hook's hook digging into the side of my throat.
"Don't move, Pan. I have the girl, and you don't. You will have to listen to ME."
I finally spit the rag out, and yell, "Peter, no!" He looks at me for a moment, his eyes filled with pain.
"Peter, remember the story I told you? The one about the bag of apples and loaf of bread I stole in my old world?"
He looks confused for a moment, then his eyes light up.
The story, was when the police finally caught me once.
They tried handcuffing me, but I was able to pick the locks. They tied my hands together instead, but I got out. I was able to escape.
You can't restrain Talia Vicore, that's for sure.
I duck, and feel Hook's blade scratch me from the side of my throat to my chin. The ropes binding my hands fall away, and I turn and kick Hook in the stomach. He doubles over, and I start to run. The campsite explodes in chaos. Pirates fight Lost Boys, now that I'm away.
But I feel a yank on my ankle, and I fall face first into the dirt. I look over my shoulder, and see Hook and Gisabell, each have a hold on my ankles. I try to grasp something to hold on to, but I only come up with dirt and branches.
I flip onto my back, and come face to face with Gisabell Smee. Her black hair hangs near her face, and she growls at me, "Not today girl. Yer' not gittin' away, if you smug 'nuff to think so." She flips me over, pressing my face into the dirt, and digs her knee into my back. She ties my hands behind my back, and binds my arms by my elbows to my body. She whips out a knife, and holds it to my neck.
"Pan!" She spits. I see Peter turn, and sees me again.
Everyone stops moving. "Now you Lost Boys are goin to be real nice, and set down your weapons, or I'll have to start carving this Lost Girl's pretty face." She spins me around, and looks me in the eye. "Be a shame too," She says, smirking. "You have your papa's eyes."
Now THAT has me angry. I spit a mixture of blood and spit in her face. Her eyes grow dark, darker than I have ever seen them, and spins me around, facing my family of Lost Boys. A pirate is collecting their weapons.
All the pirates stand beside us. I try to move from her grip, but her grip is like iron.
There is no lock to pick, no way for my hands to manuever out of the ropes that bind them together.
I need the use of my arms to do that.
But Gisabell is smart, she knows how to keep someone restrained.
But I can't stay here, can't go with them.
It would be exactly what Hook wants:
He'd get his daughter back, and crush my Peter in the process.
Peter's POV---
I can't let them hurt her.
Can't let them hurt my Lost Girl.
Her eyes fasten onto mine.
I can't let them take her away from me either.
But if they don't go, then they'll hurt her for sure.
Then, I feel a sharp, cold blade held to my neck.
I hear the Lost Boys gasp, and I turn to see soot like black hair, and the dirt smudged face of....
Sooter.
"Sooter?" I ask quietly. He nods. "Hook promised me I could go with them if I helped him." He whispers into my ear.
"Sooter, you traitor!" All our eyes snap to Talia, now struggling against Gisabell. "Sooter, don't do this. Dont' hurt Peter, just put the knife away."
Hook smiles at me. "Talia dear, you see, it works like this. If you resist, Sooter over there WILL hurt Peter. And if Peter resists, then Smee here will hurt you." And Hook turns to look at all the Lost Boys. "And if any of YOU try to stop us, we hurt both of them."
Hook's plan is brilliant. He holds us under his thumb by threatening the people we love.
I glare at Hook. "Hook." The soft voice of Talia says.
Her eyes flick to me, to the Lost Boys, then to Felix, tied to a tree on the edge of the campsite.
"You promise to not hurt them if I come with you?" Cold fear washes over me. "No! Talia, no, don't!" I yell.
Gisabell presses the dagger tighter against Talia's neck. She swallows uncomfortably, but doesn't take her eyes from Hook.
He nods. "That's the deal." He says. "If you come with us, we don't hurt a single hair on their heads."
She narrows her eyes at him. "Swear. Swear to me, that you wll not hurt them as long as I come with you."
I can't take this anymore. "Talia! Talia, don't do this! Please, don't go with them!"
Gisabell teasingly traces a line across Talia's throat. "Don't tempt me, Pan." She snarls.
Everyone looks at Talia expectantly. She looks us over, looks at us Lost Boys. She smiles, trying to reassure the Lost Boys. "Stay out of trouble." She says to them. She looks over at Felix. "Take care of him, Felix." She says, looking Felix straight in the eye. He tries to yell something, but the gag muffles his words.
She looks to me, those beautiful, gray eyes, full of tears and anger. She looks at me. "Don't forget." She whispers to me softly. "Don't forget me." She looks at Hook, and with tears in her eyes, "It's a deal."
Hook smiles. "Well then! What are we waiting for? Let's go!" Gisabell turns Talia around, and pushes her into the forest.
She turns her head, and looks at me. I can hear her words in my mind, she sends them to me with magic. "Good bye, my Peter Pan."
"Tali! Talia!" I call. They disappear into the forest. as soon as they do, I grab Sooter's arm, and flip him over my shoulder before he gets a chance to leave with them. "You!" I yell, pointing an angry finger at him. I motion to Cubby and Chris. "Untie Felix." I hold Sooter by the arm. When Felix is untied, Cubby, Chris, Felix, and the other Lost Boys gather in front of us. I throw Sooter to them.
"Boys," I say. "Punish him."
I take off in the air, and fly west, towards where I know they'll take her.
But I'm late, way to late. The Jolly Roger, the only vessel able to leave Neverland, has already set off into the air. I fly as close as I can to the border. "Talia!" I yell, my voice shaking and cracking. I hear her, faintly, in my mind, whispering into my mind with the magic I gave her.
"Promise me Peter. Promise me you'll never forget me."
I close my eyes. "I promise." I whisper back to her. "Then good bye, my Peter Pan." My eyes fly open, and I can see a long haired figure standing at the railing of the Jolly Roger. Her dark hair flys beside her.
And I know it's Talia.
She's gone. Hook has taken her off of the island, and he knows I won't follow him.
Knows I CAN'T follow him.
Because once you enter Neverland, you can never leave, unless Neverland grants you permission, or the Jolly Roger brings you away.
I am no exception.
I can't leave.
I can't go after Talia. But she doesn't know that.
She'll think I don't want to go after her.
She'll hate me.
My Lost Girl will hate me.
I can't take it, because it hurts, it hurts like hell. I can't imagine anythng hurting more. It feels like my heart has been ripped from my chest and crushed to dust.
I start to fall, the tears I didn't know existed washing the pixie dust away.
But I don't care, I don't even notice.
I fall to my knees, and sob into my hands. I feel broken again, broken like how I had felt when I first came to this island a long, long, time ago.
But this feeling, this is much worse.
A/N----
HOLY GUACAMOLE!!!
HOOK KIDNAPPED TALIA!!!!!!!!
AND PETER CAN'T GO AFTER HER, HE'S TRAPPED ON THE ISLAND!!!!!!!!!!
OH MY GOD, OH MY GOD, OH MY GOD.
I started like, hyperventalating when I was writing this. Which isn't good, because I have asthma.....
So I really need to calm down, but it's really hard.
Oh god, what will happen next?
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