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Ignorance is Bliss	By : Khaleesi-Of-Dragons Category: M through R > Once Upon A Time Views: 2313 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter List
- 1-Ignorance is Bliss
- 2-2
- 3-3
- 4-4
- 5-5
- 6-6
- 7-7
- 8-8
- 9-9
- 10-10
- 11-Season Two: Knowledge is Power
- 12-12
- 13-13
- 14-14
- 15-15
- 16-16
- 17-17
- 18-18
- 19-19
- 20-20
- 21-21
- 22-22
- 23-23
- 24-24
- 25-25
- 26-26
- 27-27
- 28-28
- 29-29
- 30-30
- 31-31
- 32-32
- 33-Season Three: All Good Things
- 34-34
- 35-35
- 36-36
- 37-37
- 38-38
- 39-39
- 40-40
- 41-41
- 42-42
- 43-43
- 44-44
- 45-45
- 46-46
- 47-47
- 48-48
- 49-49
- 50-50
- 51-51
- 52-52
- 53-53
- 54-54
- 55-55
- 56-56
- 57-57
- 58-Season Four: To Those who Wait
- 59-59
- 60-60
- 61-61
- 62-62
- 63-63
- 64-64
- 65-65
- 66-66
- 67-67
- 68-68
- 69-69
- 70-70
- 71-71
- 72-72
- 73-73
- 74-74
- 75-75
- 76-76
- 77-77
- 78-78
- 79-80
- 80-81
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Fidget
Fidget looks around the wooded area in disgust, wondering why his companion seemed so damn excited about everything. The dog was running around, sniffing everything with only the zest a dog could muster. Fidget didn't understand it one little bit, there is nothing exciting about this new land and his human had went and disappeared again. "Pup," the human missing a hand admonishes, tugging on the dog's leash to get him to back away from a plant.
Pup whines lowly, his ears lowering slightly as he takes the warning in stride. Fidget looks up at the human holding him, the woman with short dark fur on her head seeming to be the nicest of the bunch and the more likely to keep his paws from touching the filthy path. "Are you worried," Pup barks at him, his head titled to the side as he looks up at Fidget.
"Of course not," Fidget meows back, puffing out his small chest. "My human knows how to survive, I taught her everything I know." He raises one paw up to his face, examining it closely before beginning to groom it.
"But the human that took her is a bad one. What if he hurts her?"
"Then I'll have a reason to put my claws to good use and scratch the demon's eyes out of their sockets." Fidget is looking forward to that, he's been practicing since his human first visited Neverland and didn't return until morning. She'd spoken to him of what had happened, what Pan had threatened to do, and had to restrain himself and keep his claws in place.
"What's wrong with you, Pup," the handless man questions, looking down at the large animal. Pup barks up at him, but the human doesn't speak animal and so doesn't understand. "Don't worry boy, we'll have her back soon." Fidget's green eyes fix on the human curiously, wondering what connection he had to Fidget's human. The cat doesn't like the handless one, it seemed to find pleasure in tormenting the human holding him.
"It's like they're having a conversation," the human with blonde fur comments, looking between Fidget and Pup.
"She's smart," Pup tells Fidget," I like this human." For emphasis, he rubs his head against the human's leg affectionately, making Fidget shake his head. "She will bring our human back!"
"My human," Fidget corrects him. "Aveena has been my human since I was born, not yours." He's the one that snugged next to her when the strange-skinned human she called Papa was away or too busy, he's the one that made sure she didn't do anything too reckless. She is his human and he refuses to share her with some mangy dog—even if the dog was bearable at times and far more interesting than most animals he interacted with.
Pan
Pan watches the camp with some curiosity, observing the little groups the people form and how the two animals stick close together. The dog he recognized as Hook's, but the cat he's never seen before. Judging by the way he hissed whenever Hook came near, Pan was certain that it was no friend of the pirate's. As of now, the dog was curled up next to the fire, the cat sleeping with Pup's tail on top of it. He would have thought the sight amusing had the crying not started up.
The only one to stir at the sound is the blonde, the supposed savior, and Henry's mother. He stays close by her, shielded by his magic until he's ready to reveal himself to her. "You hear that, too," he asks, smirking when Emma spins on her heal to face him, not quite able to wipe the shock off her face before he sees it. The small sword in her hand does nothing to him, he knew that he'd never die because of something so puny. He leans against one of the trees, feigning disinterest. "You're Emma, right?" He steps forward, furrowing his brow. "I wonder why they can't hear the crying."
"Who are you," she asks without lowering the sword.
"Oh, did I forget to introduce myself? I'm Peter," He smiles at her, one that he saw only put her further on edge. "Peter Pan." She moves quickly, pinning him to the tree with the edge of her sword pressing against his throat.
"Where's Henry?" This is what he liked the most, the rush of adrenaline he still got when danger finds him.
"You've got fire." He grins, not fighting to get free. "I like fire."
"Where's my son?"
"Henry's still alive, if that's what you're worried about."
"Why the hell did you take him?"
"He's a very special boy, Emma." Pan's tone is calm and more than a little amused, this is certainly better than bantering with that stupid pirate. At least Emma puts up more of a fight than Hook did.
"I know. That doesn't answer my question. What do you want with him?"
"I came here to see who I was up against—the savior." He exaggerates her title mockingly, not seeing very much of a savior within the woman, but she had spunk and he liked that. "Gotta say, I'm not disappointed."
"What do you say now? You're gonna tell me how I'm never gonna see Henry again?"
"No, I'm going to help you find him. I'll give you a map." She watches him suspiciously for a moment before taking a step back and lowering her sword from his throat. He exhales a little, not having to worry about accidentally cutting himself on the blade, and pulling out a parchment map out of his outer shirt. "A map that will lead you straight to your son." He found it interesting that she wasn't very worried about Aveena, but she no doubt thought Hook would be enough to worry about the teen's safety. He moves, letting the point of her sword rest against his chest without fear.
"If this is some kind of trap…" Pan chuckles lowly at the threat.
"I may not be the most well-behaved boy on the island, but I always keep my promises. The path to finding Henry and Aveena is on this parchment." She lowers the sword fully, still suspicious about his intentions. It's a good thing to be suspicious around Pan, it could be the only thing to keep you alive.
"Why are you giving it to me?" There's the smart girl he knew she was, it just takes some pushing and prodding.
"See, it's not about finding them. It's about how you find them. And, Emma…You are the only one who can." She takes the folded up map from him, unfolding it to look down at the page. Except for a border around where the map would be, the page is empty.
"It's blank."
"You'll only be able to read that map when you stop denying who you really are." When she looks back down at the map, he uses his magic to teleport back to his camp, the Lost Boys in their beds and crying softly. The Shadow is still with Rumpelstiltskin, posing as Belle to learn a few dirty little secrets while Pan is busy planning. "Wake up, boys, it's time for a new game." They would need to be in their positions before the Evil Queen uses magic to track them. Henry and Aveena look up at him as he approaches, his new toy holding Henry close to her. She was putting on a brave face for her nephew, but Pan knew for a fact that she was frightened. The fear showed clearly in her blue eyes as she glared up at him—it made him want her like Tiger Lilly had years ago. They shared the same stubborn pride and protective nature, but maybe Aveena will come out of all this with her life. "I'm going to need your clothes, Henry."
Aveena opens her mouth to protest, but Pan had already used his magic to switch outfits with the boy, the magic making sure the clothes fit perfectly. "What are you up to now," Aveena questions, standing up so that she was in front of Henry and blocking the boy from Pan's view.
"Playing a game and you're going to help me teach your heroes a lesson." He grabs her arm, trusting one of his boys to keep an eye on Henry while Pan and the others were away.

Pan stays facing away from the group when they find their way into the clearing. For this to work, he needed them to have their hopes up before he crushed it. Aveena stands close by, facing their direction and frozen in place. He didn't want her to ruin his fun by pointing out that it wasn't Henry they were seeing. "Guys, hold on," Emma says softly. "Is that? Henry!" Pan turns with a smile, his hands warm inside Henry's coat.
"Hi, Emma," he smiles. The expressions on their faces were enough to make Pan exultant. This is the moment he loved, when they broke the rules and had to suffer the consequences. The pirate's eyes, fix on Aveena, pain evident there.
"Where the hell is Henry?"
"You broke the rules." As he talks, he moves to where Aveena is standing on a small hill higher than the one he had been on, setting his hands on her mostly bare shoulders, "That's not fair. Bad form. I expect more from you, Captain." He can feel his toy tense beneath his hands and he relishes the feeling of power he has over her and therefore over Hook.
"Aye," the pirate agrees," and you'll get it."
"Give the kids to me," Emma demands, desperation coloring her tone.
"Sorry," Pan says, feeling the exact opposite," Can't. Don't you know? Cheaters never win." His boys come out of the woods, surrounding the group and aiming their weapons at them.
"Watch out for their arrows," Hook warns," they're laced with Dreamshade." Pan smirks as the fighting begins, bending his head down to whisper in Aveena's ear.
"I want you to watch your father, to watch as he fights for his life. One day he won't be able to defend himself so well against Felix and he will die—I want you to know that it will be your fault when it happens." Tears well up in her eyes, but she blinks and they've vanished, replaced by an icy cold glare that Pan finds humorous. She's trying so hard to appear strong when she's really just a child playing at being an adult.
"Go to hell," Aveena snarls as much as loudly as his magic would allow her, which was just barely above a whisper.
He looks back at the fighting, noticing that both sides were fighting to disarm, but not to kill. It stops when most of his boys have been knocked back, Emma straddling one of them with an appalled expression on her face. Pan whistles, drawing the boys back to his side and allowing Aveena to push his magic out of her system and into the island. "Remember what I told you," Pan instructs, holding Aveena close to him with one of his hands around her slender neck. He forces Aveena to walk down the hill to confront the group, the murderous light in Hook's eyes making it all worthwhile. "That map will show you where Henry is….Only when you stop denying who you really are. I'll make sure to send Henry your regards." With one last smirk at the pirate, he picks up Aveena and sprints away from the group, his boys shouting as they run with him.
Later That Night….
"Don't eat the blue ones," Pan advises, startling Emma at his sudden appearance. "Congratulations, you did it….Orphan." He stands beside her, watching the blonde pick the red berries from the bush and place them in a wooden bowl. "You don't mind if I call you a Lost Girl, do you?" Perhaps he could use Emma later on.
"Call me what you like," Emma shrugs. "It won't stop me from finding Henry and Morgan." So she was called Morgan when she was cursed? Well, that certainly explains the nickname Henry uses instead of her real name. He laughs at her comment, unable to stand still for long, so he moves behind her to her other side.
"Oh, I'm counting on that. There's a reason I tested you."
"Really?" Her tone is sarcastic, but he doesn't let it affect him.
"You haven't forgiven your parents for abandoning you." He notices the slightest of pauses as she picks the berry. "Don't deny it. You haven't. That's good." He moves to her other side again, the pacing soothing his ever racing mind. "Really good, 'cause when you find Henry, you'll understand him." She stands up to face him, looking defensive as he had anticipated.
"What's that supposed to mean?"
"He hasn't forgiven you either. By the time you get to him, he'll never want to leave this island."
"We'll see." She bends down to pick up the bowl, walking past him and making him turn to watch her walk away.
"And as for you, Emma….When we're finished, you won't just feel like an orphan. You'll be one." And so will Aveena if he times this right. He knew Emma's sore spot is Henry, but he wanted to poke at the Captain's bruise too, to dangle what he wants so badly before his eyes and out of his reach.
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