{Love is an element which though physically unseen is as real as air or water. It is an acting, living, moving force...it moves in waves and currents like those of the ocean -Prentice Mulford}
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Previously on Foreverland
Clara's grip on Pan's hand was so tight he felt like she was going to break it till suddenly her grip on him was loose. And with that, she was gone. She was unconscious.
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Neverland: 1979----- {When Pan was evil}
Peter Pan's POV:
There was chaos in camp. I did not know what was happening. I was in my tree house when all of a sudden the lost boys began yelling. Can't they stay quiet for a while?!
The yells continued for a while so I thought I better check it out. Not that I care but well...curiosity takes over me sometimes. I stood up from my bed and teleported right to the middle of camp. I noticed miles away were the lost boys circling something. It must be a dead animal or something, the lost boys always overreact. I began walking slowly towards the crowd and with every step; I heard sentences that didn't make any sense.
"What is going on?!"
"Someone call Pan"
"What is it?!"
"How did it get here?"
"Is it an animal?"
All these questions that my ear caught made me curious to know what they were all surrounding, till I caught one sentence that was enough to make me race in my tracks
"It's a girl"
As I heard those words, I ran and ran pushing my way through the lost boys till I eventually managed to push every single lost boy away to make it clear for me to see what they were all looking at. I was completely speechless. I looked down at who was in front of me then faced the crowd, gravely. Everyone was talking at once but they shut up when they noticed my face expression.
An odd moment of complete silence hung over the camp. It was as if a supernatural wind had swept through the place and sucked out all sound. I was drowning in a sea of confusion. A girl? I looked at the lost boy's faces, wearing curiosity and fear as an expression. I can tell the sudden silence gave them the creeps, as if right in front of them laid a ticking Bomb.
The girl was thin, but not too small. She looked about 5'3 tall. She looked 17-18 years old and her hair was a dark shade of brown, the rare kind. But the thing that had really stood out to me was her skin: pale, white as pearls. She looked dead. Her eyes were half opened and her mouth was forming a gap. It looked like she was about to pass out, that she was struggling to breathe. Despite her paleness, she was really pretty. It made me sick to think of a girl as pretty, I am Peter Pan; I don't use words like 'pretty', but honestly though she was the most beautiful girl I ever saw.
I tried my best, but I couldn't look away. I managed to catch a glimpse of her sunken eyes, a beautiful shade of hazel. Despite the fact she looks dead, her eyes had a sparkle in them...a unique sparkle.
"A girl? On Neverland?" One of the lost boys asked
"I got dibs" another said
"How does she look?"
"How old?"
"Old enough"
"ENOUGH" I yelled. I needed silence to think. My eyes narrowed as I gazed more at the girl. My mind was spinning. I was so sure I had never seen her before but then the slightest hint of doubt crept into my mind, I felt a connection to her, though it was impossible to grasp, and that's when I knew why she was so familiar, where I knew her from.
"You" I said with complete hate in my voice, and with that her head rolled back, she passed out.
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One of the lost boys held this girl's wrist tight in his hand, feeling for her pulse and leaning over to listen to her heartbeat. You could say he is an expert with such things.
After the girl had passed out, I snapped my fingers making her teleport on a bed in one of the lost boy's tents. I refused to carry her; I will not lay a finger on her. How did she get here? It could be a trick, if I touch her who knows what might happen to me. {Oh I don't know, fall in love hahahaha ;)}
The lost boy nodded his head as he confirmed that she was still alive, but barely breathing. He told me her breaths were short and heartbeats were barely felt, she needed more time to be fully conscious. This girl was practically half dead.
She suddenly furrowed her eyebrows, from pain I assume. That single movement made the lost boys immediately back away, some gasping and some speechless; afraid of her. They are obviously scared; some have never seen a girl for centuries.
"Don't be alarmed boys" I confirmed, "she's just a girl" I said with complete disgust. "No need to back away, especially you" I said pointing at the lost boy who was checking her pulse, "keep an eye on her. Just watch her closely" I said, "Must be something special about her for her to be here"
With that the girl moved a little, barely noticeable as she released faint groans. She tried opening her eyes fully but failed. Her eyes were just half opened and I could tell she wasn't aware of her surrounding or of what was in front of her. I doubt she even had a clear vision.
"I need updates every 5 minutes, even if her state doesn't change you must inform me. Nothing better happen without me knowing" I threatened.
I wanted to know more about her, to understand the odd connection I am feeling towards her. She's just dead to the world for now, but she will eventually awake. I am determined to understand everything.
"What do we do with her?" One of the lost boys asked. The girl didn't react as the boy spoke, she obviously cannot hear or see properly.
I raised my head and looked at all the lost boy's faces. Some looked at the girl with complete hunger and lust in their eyes, some looked eager to lay a finger on her. Some were laughing silently, could tell their dirty minds were in action and some were checking her out. I knew what was happening. Right here laid a hot girl in the same room with 30 lost boys who haven't seen a female in a while let alone a hot one. I knew these desperate hungry hormonal boys were slowly losing their minds. I wasn't going to let that happen.
"If anybody touches this girl" I threatened, "you're going to spend the night in the dark forest, no questions"
Many looked disappointed and many still had that hungry look on their faces. I knew they wouldn't do anything to her, they wouldn't dare. But I still had to make sure they don't use their hormonal dirty minds on her.
The girl's mouth slowly started moving, she was mumbling something. The lost boy who checked her pulse earlier bent down to try to understand. He had a normal face expression for a while which eventually changed to balled out eyes and furrowed brows. He rose once more and looked at me. "She's calling you" he said mysteriously, obviously confused by what was happening.
"What?" I said with complete confusion. How could she possibly know me? As far as I know she isn't supposed to be alive...yet.
She suddenly gasped making me turn my gaze from the lost boy to her. She took in a deep breath and balled out her eyes
"PETER"
And with that she passed out once more. All the lost boys gasped at what just happened. She just called me Peter. She just called me by my first name, no is supposed to do that! No one! But then again, something odd is inside me. She was so comfortable saying my name, and I was so comfortable hearing it.
I was going to get to the bottom of this, one way or another.
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Clara's POV:
I can slowly feel myself waking up, wait...was I sleeping? My head was terribly pounding, drums playing a tune and my ears had that annoying ringing sound that comes out of nowhere. My muscles were all sore, as if someone broke all my bones. I couldn't open my eyes, they were too heavy and I couldn't speak for I had no strength. A taste of metal filled my mouth and I knew that it was blood, but from where?
I felt smooth wind brush over me every once in a while, I knew there was someone breathing over me and I had to check out who it was. My eyelids felt like a thousand pounds but I knew I had to check out what was happening. I fluttered my eyes open ready to adjust to bright sun light to find myself in a dim environment instead. As my eyes opened halfway and I had the slightest sight of what was in front of me, I found myself being stared at by a bunch of boys looking down at me, confusion across their faces. Feeling like I haven't had a sip of water in days, I cleared my throat due to the dryness causing all the lost boys to back away afraid, except one.
"Peter!" I said with complete relief. His face darkened. Somehow the lost boys knew something was up because they left the tent leaving me and Pan alone. Finally some space to move and breathe, I tried sitting up straight which I eventually did after minutes of struggle. I moved myself to the side to face Pan who backed away a couple of steps to give my legs the space to dangle of the bed.
I took a legit gaze at Pan who had a blank feature on his face. His eyebrows were furrowed and his eyes a sharp look in them. He kept on looking up and down at me, examining me. I felt like a stranger to him. What is wrong with him?
"Peter, what's wrong?"
"Why are you calling me Peter?" He said confused. "What?" I said back, even more confused.
"I never let anyone call me by my first name"
"But you let me, remember?"
"Remember?" He said as he furrowed his eyebrows even more. If I should say so myself, he is furrowing his eyebrows too much that I wouldn't be shocked if they crossed each other. "I never met you before" he said with no hesitation.
I felt a little heartbroken when I heard those words, what is wrong with him? Why can't he remember me? Doesn't he re-
"AHHHH"
And suddenly I had a terrible headache. My head was pounding way too much. I felt like I was standing upside down and all the blood was going to my head, too much pressure. My heartbeats were so loud in my ear that I couldn't even hear Pan properly.
"What's going on with you?"
I graped my hair with my hands and started pulling on it. The pain was unbearable. What is happening? Suddenly the headache stopped and I had no control over my body. My hands were put back down and I stared blankly at whatever or whoever was in front of me, balled out eyes and a gapped mouth, not daring to blink. There was a blue flash passing in front of me as all the memories sunk in.
War. Hook. Blood. Arrow. Dreamshade. Time travel. Blue. Magic. Past. Pan.
I remember
As I gained control over my body once more, I blinked a couple of times followed by rubbing my eyes from the horrible pain. I looked up to find Pan looking lost, not aware of what is happening and that's when it hit me: The guy standing right in front of me isn't the Pan I know, it's his past. This is when Pan was most evil, and I just called him by his first name...shit
"I can explain" I said quickly
"How did you get here?" He said suddenly
"Blue-"
"Blue fairy?"
"No-Ya-look, listen to me. I am Clara Hudson, I come from the-"
"I know who you are" he said suddenly. What? How can he know who I am? This is centuries ago...long before I was born, long before my parents were even born probably...I guess.
"You do?"
"Did they send you here?"
"They? Who are they?"
"DONT PLAY DUMB WITH ME" he suddenly yelled with complete anger as he broke the table next to him by punching it.
"I-I am" now I was scared. "You sent me" I said immediately. There was a long pause; Pan was trying to take in everything.
"I didn't send anyone" he said
"Not you, I mean you but future you"
"Time travel does not exist"
"It does, the fairies know it"
"So you're with the fairies? They are the ones who sent you here?"
"No they didn'-"
"They never learn. I will teach them a lesson-"
"Listen to me-"
"DONT INTERRUPT ME" he yelled as he quickly approached me and graped my wrist hard. The minute we touched, Pan winced and let go, backing away from me.
"What the hell was that?" He asked as he looked down at his hands. I looked down at mine as well. "I-I don't know" I said confused. The second Pan touched me; there was electricity between us, legit electricity. I mean I saw legit sparks between our hands.
"You" he said with anger. I looked up and found him pointing at me. He did not look happy. "You have magic don't you?"
"What no?"
"Yes you have-"
"I don't"
"You just elec-"
"It has to be from the time travel"
"THERE IS NO TIME TRAVEL"
"YES THERE IS THAT IS HOW I AM HERE"
"SHUT IT" he suddenly echoed, waving his hand over me making me suddenly sitting on a chair in the middle of the tent with my hands and legs tied. "Seriously?!" I said with an angry tone, "tying is so 2013" I scuffed
"Babe" Pan said as he rested a hand on each side of the chair and bent down to look at me in the eyes, "it's 1979" he continued.
"Seriously?! This is so cool!"
"Like you didn't know" he said as he backed away
"I didn't" I argued
"Pfft, I am Peter Pan, you can't fool me" he smirked
"Apparently I can"
"Excuse me?" He said as he raised an eyebrow.
"Use an honesty spell on me"
"What?"
"Use an honesty spell on me"
"Don't tell me what to do" he argued
"Look, you want to know why I am here and I am telling you but you refuse to believe me so the only way is to use an honesty spell on me"
"How do you even know I managed to perfect an honesty spell?" He asked suspicious, moving circles around me.
"I didn't, I just saw it in Harry Potter so I assumed you would know a similar spell"
"Harry potter?" He asked as he stood In front of me, "I hate that guy"
"What? He's real?"
"Okay, I'll do it" Pan suddenly said as he raced in his pace to walk to me. He bent down so our faces are on the same level and he put his hand on my forehead as if he were checking my fever. I winced at the touch of his cold hand. We were so close I had the chance to examine him.
His green emerald eyes were nothing but forest green, the dark shade. His eyes looked dead and sharp, not daring to find relief. His eyebrows were furrowed ever since I saw him; does that mean he's mad all the time?
"Like what you see?" He whispered smirking, making me snap out of my senses.
"I see nothing" I said coldly causing his smirk to fade.
Whoa Clara where did that come from
In no time his hand began glowing a bright shade of gold, making me shut my eyes from how bright it was. A tingling sensation was occurring in my head, moving on to my hand and eventually spreading to all my body. His once cold hand was by now getting warmer and warmer.
After a minute or so, his hands were cold again. My eyes were still shut even though I know the glowing stopped; still you can't be too sure. The tingling sensation stopped aswell and I felt normal again, everything was normal once more. Did he cast the spell? If he did then why is his hand still on my forehead? The tent was quite and the only sound heard was our breaths, his hitting my face gently.
I opened one eye then eventually both to find Pan staring at me with furrowed eyebrows and a sharp look in his eyes. It looked like he was focusing on something, examining me. I noticed his face was closer to mine than before. If he and I were to blink at the same time then that means he hasn't blinked yet.
"What?" I asked slowly, feeling all of a sudden insecure.
"Umm" he blinked a couple of times and removed his hand, backing two steps away from me. He cleared his throat as he looked down at the ground then raised his head to look at me once more. "Nothing, the spell is done"
"Okay good" I sighed, "go ahead, ask whatever you want"
"How did you get here?"
"I told you time travel"
"No man can travel in time" Pan argued as he backed away to lean his back on a closet.
"I didn't technically travel in time; it's just my conscious mind. My body is still in the future with you-"
"Oh so your body is with me" he winked while smirking
"That's not what I meant you perve" I argued. He released a chuckle. "Anyways, even though I am not actually here, whatever happens to me right now effects me in the future and whatever happens to my body in the future effects me here"
"Alright, why did you come?"
"To warn you"
There was a long pause. Pan pushed himself off the closet and walked towards me till we were only two steps apart. "Warn me about what?" His face darkened
"There's going to be a war, a big one"
"With who?"
"Captain Hook"
"Pfft, I can beat him"
"You can't this time"
"Why not?"
I stayed quiet for a while, not sure of what to say. Blue warned me about telling him a lot about the future, how it might change everything. "Hook is more powerful than ever. He has been building this army for awhile and you didn't know about it. His men are even more than the lost boys."
"I can still beat him and his wannabes" Pan scoffed
"But you can't" I argued, "Unlike each war, Hook used Dreamshade this time."
"That's impossible"
"It's not. The war is just a big blood bath. You have lost too many lost boys, you can't lose any more"
"When will this happen?"
"2015"
"And why were you the one to be sent? Why didn't I...future me just go back in time?"
"You couldn't go because you had to fight the war; you are the strongest; the only one who wasn't injured"
"Only one? What about you?" he said pointing at me, "you look perfectly fine"
I sighed as I looked down the ground, tapping my feet fast.
"I am not fine" I sighed as I looked up; biting my lip. "Umm I actually got hit by one of the Pirates"
"That's no big deal, I must have healed you" Pan assured
"You did" I said quickly, "you managed to heal my wound just not...just not the poison" I finally let out
"Poison?"
"The arrow was dipped in dreamshade" I said. Pan's face went fully blank and wait, is he worried? "I was hit in the stomach, so I don't have a lot of time till the poison reaches my heart. There is no cure for dreamshade as you know. You could say in the future I am sleeping on my death bed, that's why I have to warn you before it's too late, before I die and won't be able to tell you everything"
"I would have never sent you if you were hurt" he said as he approached me even closer. He was so close that I had to raise my head to look at him.
"You sent me to warn you, so you can be prepared for the war and avoid all of this chaos. You wouldn't be taken by surprise"
Pan took a step backwards looking at the ground, obviously not aware of what to do. He looked up at me and immediately waved his hand, making the ropes that were keeping me a hostage vanish. I began rubbing my wrists and moved my feet a little.
"H-how are you feeling?" He asked biting his lip.
"Frankly I am just glad I survived, not that it really matters...I still have Dreamshade inside me" I said as I stood up, eventually falling back to the ground.
"Whoa are you okay?!" Pan said immediately as he sat on the ground next to me.
"I can't feel my legs" I said breathing heavily as I looked at my numb legs.
"Here" he said as he slid his hands on my back and under my legs and carried me to the bed, putting me down gently. He put his hand on my forehead and had a worried look on his face. "You have a fever" he said as he looked straight at my eyes
"But I feel fine" I argued
"Must be from the time travel"
"AHHHHH"
There was this sharp pain in my stomach, it was completely unbearable. I clutched the bed sheet in my hands, squeezing it hard.
"AHHHH"
"CLARA"
Pan obviously didn't know what to do. How could I be in pain? I am not even really here unless...something is happening to me in the future. That's why my stomach is hurting, it's the dreamshade. "HELP MEE" I yelled as I shut my eyes tied, clutching my teeth at the same time. Pan placed his glowing hand on my forehead and began mumbling some words. His hand suddenly stopped glowing and he looked at me with a blank face. "You're not healing" he said with complete shock and confusion
"What?" I said through clutched teeth
"You're not actually here so I can't heal you"
"AHHHHH"
I suddenly had a nausea feeling and the taste of metal filled my mouth. I felt sick. I quickly sat straight up and bent over to the edge of the bed; vomiting nothing but blood.
Blood? Why would I vomit blood?
I suddenly couldn't breathe, I felt like I was chocking. I began gasping for air and Pan began hitting me on my back to help me breathe, I couldn't though. I couldn't breathe.
I suddenly felt light headed and I couldn't hear properly , there was too much pressure.
"CLARAA"
His voice echoed and wasn't clear. He sat on his knees in front of me and cupped my face so I could look at him. He must have noticed I was losing control over my body. He had a worried look on his face, or so I assume. Everything was just too blurry.
All of a sudden the room flipped and I felt myself fall of the bed, into Pan's arms.
---Meanwhile in the future----
Pan's POV:
"WE'RE LOSING HER" Blue yelled. I sat next to Clara on the bed and held her hand in mine. "Stay strong Clara" I whispered as I stoked her hand
"I DONT KNOW IF I CAN TAKE THIS" Blue yelled as she tried so hard to keep her hands on Clara's forehead, not breaking the connection. If she does break it, Clara will be lost forever between the past and the future.
Clara's body was shaking like crazy; it looked like she was having a seizure. Her skin was so pale and her lips were so blue. Her eyelids were a dark shade and her veins were popping out from everywhere. It's the dreamshade, it started affecting her body. It must be close to the heart.
Nothing has changed so far here, it's still the same. If Clara warned me in the past then I should have listened and prepared myself, everything would have changed but everything is still the same. "Stay with me Clara, please stay with me" I whispered
"I CAN'T TAKE IT" Blue yelled
"We can help" someone suddenly said. I turned my gaze around to find the Kronins standing right there, they must have teleported in. Rhonda took a single step forward with a smirk on her face. "Hello Pan"
------To be continued-------
Next time:
[- What is happening to her?
-AHHHH
- She's dying
- What's happening to me?
- You will not lay a finger on her
- You're losing her
- Who's Clara?]
Author's note: So guys what do you think is going to happen next? ;) Sorry I haven't been updating! Too many midterms and what not but I am free now hahaha. Thank you all for almost 15K, it means a lot ❤️