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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
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Neverland—Past
Pan pushes Tiger Lilly away from him, warm sticky blood splattered everywhere. His first killing felt good, the adrenalin in his system making his heart beat faster and keeping his energy levels up. This is what he's been waiting for all month, to exterminate the Indians like the pests they are. "It's nothing personal," He grins down at the Princess.
"P-peter…." Tiger Lilly's large brown eyes glaze over, her hand dropping from her throat to the dirt of the path. He stares at her for a moment longer before moving on to the stream, bending down to wash all of her blood and his off of him to draw less attention from the others when he returns to the camp.
Rumple would be waiting for him to return and teach him how to shoot a bow and arrow. Pan laughs full out, dipping his blade into the water and watching as the flow of the current washes the blood further downstream. He would let the others find Tiger Lilly, let them draw their own conclusions. They would probably believe that the Shadow was the cause. The tribe doesn't trust Neverland's creator and Pan knew this could start a war that he would win.
"Peter Pan never fails."
Neverland—Present
I wince as I force my makeshift brush through a stubborn tangle, biting back a squeal of pain as it tangles even worse and I'm left with a huge mess. "Dammit," I hiss, throwing the brush across my room and narrowly missing Pan as he tried to walk in. He raises his brows as he picks it up and looks at me. "What do you want now, Pan?"
"I thought you'd like to come outside for a while, get some fresh air."
"You're lying." He chuckles, watching me as I draw on some magic to tame my hair. "What do you want?" Pan sets my brush down on my little table before he grabs hold of my wrist and pulls me to my feet.
"I want to have some fun." I give him a nervous look, letting him pull me out of my room and down into the clearing where Henry and the others have gathered. He takes a crossbow from little Edric, ruffling the child's hair and letting go of my arm. Pan removes the homemade arrow and dips arrowhead in in a little jar of thick black liquid.
"What's that," Henry asks, coming to stand next to me.
"Dreamshade, it's a nasty poison." He sets the bolt in place, readying the crossbow to be shot. "We have a story here about a man who once shot an apple off his son's head with an arrow. Let's find out if it's possible."
"If you're shooting at the apple, what's the poison for?" I wrap a protective arm around Henry's shoulders, not liking where this is going one little bit. Pan is a brat at the best of times, but when he's bored things tend to go south fast.
"Motivation not to miss. Aveena, stand over here."
"I-is, are you good?" I shake my head, mouth opening and closing a few times as I try to figure out Pan's idea.
"Doesn't matter, you'll be doing the shooting." Pan forces Henry to take the crossbow, nodding at me. "You won't hit her." Felix sets the apple on my head, making sure it won't fall before stepping away. I stay put, knowing that one small move would give Pan ample reason to hurt me or someone else in my place. Holding my breath, I shut my eyes tightly as Henry raises the bow. I jump when I hear the arrow whoosh past me, my mouth dry and hands shaking.
He hadn't hit the apple on my head and I felt no pain, so why are the boys cheering? I open my eyes, finding Pan a few feet away holding the shaft of the arrow. If he hadn't caught it, the arrow would be buried in his chest right now. I let out the breath, dropping to my knees and nearly sobbing in relief. "H-Henry?"
Pan grins, dropping the arrow and handing the crossbow he'd taken from Henry off to another boy. "Come on, I have something to show you. Felix, keep an eye on Aveena; if she escapes again I'll use you for target practice, and I never miss." Pan takes Henry's arm, leading him out of my sight.
"Aveena," Felix calls," make yourself useful." I look at the older blonde boy, not as afraid of him as I am of Pan. "Put the younger ones to bed so we can get some work done." The boys seven and under are huddled near the edge of the camp on their pallets—all but Edric who had Pan's favor and so slept at the base of the tree.
"Hey, guys," I smile, sitting on the ground in the center of their little circle of pallets. The children give me sad, depressed looks, the night making them miss their parents and old lives. "Lie down and relax." The six kids do what I say, Edric running over and curling up in my lap, his head resting on my shoulder. "What do you guys want tonight, a story or a lullaby?"
"Lullaby," four out of the seven demand.
"Dancing bears, painted wings—things I almost remember—and a song someone sings once upon a December. Someone holds me safe and warm, horses prance through a silver storm, figures dancing gracefully across my memory! Someone holds me safe and warm, horses prance through a silver storm, figures dancing gracefully across my memory! Far away, long ago, glowing dim as an ember, things my heart used to know things it yearns to remember. And a song someone sings once upon a December."
Most of the boys have fallen asleep by the time I finish, the only one still awake being Edric. "Can I have another one, Miss Veena?"
"No, Edric, not tonight." My hands are still shaking when I make the little one move so I can get up, pressing one hand to my head in an effort to calm down. If Henry actually had shot the arrow at me I could be dying in pain at this very moment, that much Dreamshade enough to have me finished before the week is up. Pan and Henry enter the camp again, Henry moving away from all of the others who had gathered around the fire.
Pan catches me when I try to go to him, pulling me in the opposite direction and out of the camp. "We're going for a walk," He smiles.
"But…" I look back at Henry over my shoulder as Pan pulls me towards the waterfall. He's taken me there a few times since I was brought here a few days ago, the water soothing my nerves, but I was always on edge around Pan. Just like with Papa, everything comes with a price and I wasn't sure I could pay for this. "Why do you take me here?" He doesn't answer me, continuing to walk along the hidden path that will take us to the cave hidden behind the waterfall so we can enjoy to soft sounds without getting wet.
"Can I not spoil my new toy?"
"Why? So it's all the more sweeter when you try to break me?" He scoffs, walking around the cave and lighting the candles. "I hate to break it to you, Pan, but it takes a lot to get to me now than it used to."
"I know, Vincent and Mordred made sure of that. They made you stronger, so I killed them." He shrugs as though murder was a casual conversation topic. "You see, I need you to be strong for what you have to do until Henry realizes I'm right, you'll keep Neverland alive until Henry heals it." He looks me over and smirks. "You really are the Captain's daughter whether you admit it or not. He liked to put up a brave front too, but always gave into me in the end."
The older boy comes closer to me, backing me into the wall and keeping me there by placing a hand on either side of my head. "I don't intend to give in."
"You will….They all do." He leans forward, his lips brushing mine when he speaks. I can see something other than evil glee in his eyes, a flash of the boy he used to be before he took control of the Shadow. "Haven't you heard, Aveena? Peter Pan never fails."
"You will this time."
"No, I don't think I will." I glare at him defiantly, tilting my head back to look at him better. His blue eyes are darker than usual, something is burning there and it doesn't frighten me the way it should have.
"Prove it." Pan closes the distance, bringing his lips against mine firmly in a heated kiss. Strangely, I find myself kissing him back, my fingers finding their way to his shoulders while his arms go around my waist. It's wrong, I know it's wrong that I was enjoying this, but it felt so nice not to be forced into this for once. I pull him closer, my eyes closing and enjoying the warmth he has to offer.
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