|Posted by Isole on October 15, 2014 at 1:00 AM||comments (0)|
Ellie sighed as she looked down at the ground. The only thing she could see was trees and a few lakes. The mermaids and the Indians looked like ants. She noticed that they started to descend and she unwrapped her arms from around his neck. He landed on top of a cliff and she climbed off. "Ok, now that you've forcibly brought me here, what do you want?"
He crossed his arms and smiled. His eyes were twinkling mischievously. "Today." He took a step behind her. "You're gonna learn how to fly."
She laughed. "Ok, that's hilarious. Seriously, what am I doing here?"
"I just told you."
She frowned. "I don't do heights."
"Come on! It's incredible!"
She smirked. "Why do I have to fly when I have you as my own personal chauffeur?"
He rolled his eyes. "Because, you're heavy."
She glared at him. "I am not!"
He smirked. "Ok, fine. I'm not going to be around you twenty four seven, so you might need to go somewhere, or get away."
She sighed because she knew he was right. She looked down off the cliff and then back at him. "Ok, fine. I'll let you teach me how to fly."
He grinned at her. "I knew you'd come around."
"On one condition."
His shoulders slumped over and he sighed. "What do you want?"
"I need to get some of my things, so I need you to take me back home."
"And that's where exactly?"
He sighed and nodded. "Fine, when do you wanna go?"
"Now would be good."
"Alright, get on."
She walked behind him and wrapped her arms around his neck. "Ready?" He questioned.
"How nice of you to ask me this time. Yea, I'm ready."
He started to fly and she wrapped her arms tighter. "You know, I wouldn't have to force you if you weren't so stubborn."
"I'm not stubborn."
He nodded as they went stubborn. "You're really stubborn."
"Yea? Well you're vain."
"I don't even know what word means."
She smirked. "Maybe you would if you read a book."
"Boring. You've told me before."
Ignoring her statement, he made her wrap her arms tighter. "Hold on tight. It's about to get bumpy."
Eventually, much to her relief, they landed. "Ok, listen, we're gonna have to walk from here ok? Just stay close."
He nodded and she started to walk down an alleyway. A figure appeared in the darkness and she took a shaky breath. They continued forward. "Ellie?"
She jumped at the sound of her name being called and she turned around. Peter drew his knife, and the figure came closer. "Ellie, is that you?"
She sighed in relief and gently pushed Peter's arm down. "Yes Arthur, it's me."
A man with gray hair slowly made his way closer to Them. "You haven't come to visit in a while. I've got some new books I thought would interest you."
"I'm sorry Arthur, but I won't be able to visit you anymore. Mom and dad are sending me to a boarding school, all the way in Florida. It's awful."
"I'm sorry to hear that, everyone'll miss you around here."
"I'll miss them all to."
"See you later Arthur." The old man turned around and started to slowly walk away from them.
Ellie and Peter turned the other way and continued walking. He saw her wipe her eyes with the back of her sleeve as they walked. "Are you crying?" He asked.
She shook her head. "Not anymore."
He stopped and put his hand on her shoulder. "Why were you crying then?"
"Arthur is one of nicest people I've ever met. Now I'm just leaving him behind."
"You're having second thoughts."
She looked over at him. "No, I just feel guilty."
They continued walking for a few more blocks until she ran over to a fire escape on the side of an apartment building. He followed her and they walked up four flights of stairs. She found the correct window and prayed silently it was unlocked. For once, her prayers were answered. She climbed on top of her desk and jumped onto the floor. Peter was about to fly in, but she shook her head. "Just stay there."
He frowned slightly, but nodded anyway.
She flipped on the light switch and grabbed her Harry Potter ravenclaw satchel bag. She opened her closet and shoved in two pairs of jean shorts and one pair of jeans. She grabbed three shirts and put them in. Next she grabbed her favorite mint green hoodie and put that in. She grabbed her black vans and a pair of boots, putting them in as well. She made sure Peter wasn't looking and she grabbed a couple of bras and underwear. She pulled open one of her desk drawers and looked around for things she might need. She grabbed her flashlight, a letter opener, a pack of matches and her hairbrush. She opened the other compartments of her bag and put them all in. She walked over to her nightstand and pulled out her iPod Nano seventh generation and stared at it. She doubted Neverland had any wifi connection, but the Nano didn't really need it. It was fully charged and she tossed it in her bag. She could always come back and charge it. She looked around to make sure she hasn't forgot anything. When she was sure she didn't, she put the satchel over her shoulders and climbed back out of the window. She took a breath and looked at him. "Ok, I'm ready."
He grinned and she climbed back onto him.
When they got back, he took her to the same cliff and she climbed off him. "Seriously?"
He smirked. "You said-"
"I know what I said."
She took a breath. "Ok, what do I do?"
The fairy eventually flew up next to Peter and glared at her. "Tink, we're gonna help Ellie fly." Tinkerbell turned red and chimed at him. "Come on Tink, please?"
She shook her head quickly. "Do it for me Tink, please?"
Tinkerbell sighed and flew over to her. She sprinkled some pixie dust on top of her and flew off. "Now what?"
"Well, you've gotta have faith and trust."
She rolled her eyes. "You're not gonna start singing are you?"
"No. Now think happy thoughts."
He nodded and she turned to him. "We might have a slight problem."
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They flew for about ten minutes more, before finally, he stopped. "Oh, thank god, I thought that-"
"Hush!" He whispered.
She glared at him. "Excuse me? I don't know who you think are Houdini, but you don't tell me to-" she was cut off by him slamming his hand over her mouth.
Her glare harshened. Finally, he moved his hand away. "Who's that?"
She looked at him questionably. "What?"
"You called me the wrong name, I'm Peter-"
"Yea, I know who you are."
"Then who's Houdini?"
She sighed and rubbed her temples. "No one. Now, why did you tell me to be quiet?"
"I saw one of the Indians."
"Wait, aren't they on your side?"
He grinned at her. "Of course! We're just playing a game!"
She rolled her eyes. "Oh! How wonderful!" She feigned happiness, her voice dripping with sarcasm.
His grin grew. "You can play to if you want."
"You've obviously never heard of sarcasm."
He smiled. "Come on, we're almost at the hideout now."
"How exciting." She replied dryly.
He stopped flying and smirked at her. "Why are you looking at me like that?"
He smiled and grabbed her arms, so that now she dangling in midair. He let go, and she screamed. She fell through a hole and landed on a mattress of some sorts. Peter flew in behind her and grinned at her. "Lost boys!"
Six boys came running in the room. Each of them wore an animal outfit. The tallest one came forward, he was wearing a fox outfit. "I'm-"
"I know who you are." She pointed at the one in the skunk outfit. "Tootles." She pointed at the one in the bear outfit. "Cubby." She pointed at the twins who wore the raccoon outfits. "The Twins." She pointed at the one in the rabbit suit. "Nibs." She pointed at the one in the fox outfit. "And finally, Slightly."
They all looked at her, completely dumbfounded. "B-but how did-"
"I saw the movie." She replied.
"What's a movie?" Questioned Cubby.
She sighed. "Nothing."
"Uh..hey! I don't even know your name." Stated Peter.
"It's Ellie." She replied.
He smiled and nodded. "Wanna play treasure hunt?"
She shook her head. "No thanks."
"You wanna go see the mermaids?" Asked one of the Twins.
"Thanks, but no thanks."
"Then what do you wanna do?" Questioned Slightly.
Peter answered for her. "Let me guess, go home?" He asked.
She opened her mouth to answer, thinking of her mother, father and uncle. She shivered at another thought and then closed her mouth. She shook her head. "No."
Peter sighed. "Fine, I'll go get Tink so she can- wait, did you say no?"
Ellie nodded. "I don't wanna go home, not ever again."
"Are you serious?" He asked.
She nodded again.
If his smile were to get any bigger, she's sure it would fall off. "That's great! You can stay here forever!"
She smiled slightly. "I guess so."
"We'll do all kinds of stuff!"
"We can fight the pirates!" Yelled Slightly.
"Dance with the Indians!" Chimed in Nibs.
"She could tell us stories!" Suggested Cubby.
"And be our mother!" Yelled The Twins
They all turned and looked at her. "Will you tell us a story?"
"Uh..I don't really know any stories."
"Why don't you tell them one about me?" Suggested Peter. He was floating around the room with his flute.
She looked at him and crossed her arms. "Oh, you mean like the one where Hook finally beats you?"
He nodded. "Yea, like- hey! That's not funny." He had fallen out of the air in shock and she laughed.
"Really? Cause it's pretty funny to me." She stated.
He glared at her, but it faded and he grinned. "I've got an idea!"
"The fairies are having a gathering tonight, we should go!"
She scoffed. "Fairies? Ok, I get that I'm probably unconscious right now, but that's taking it a step to far. I don't believe in-" she was cut off him covering her mouth with hand.
"Don't say that! Every time you say that a fairy drops dead."
He moved his hand away and she sighed. "Fine, but I'm not going to the stupid gathering."
Peter rolled his eyes at her. "Do you like to have any fun?"
She glared at him. "I have fun all the time!"
"Yea? What do you do?"
"I do all sorts of things! I read books-" he made a 'humphing' noise. "What?"
"Reading is boring."
"It is not! There are lots of interesting books!"
"Who?" Questioned Slightly.
She turned and looked at him. "Harry Potter. He's a wizard." She looked back in Peter's direction. "A very brave wizard."
"Not as brave as me."
She smirked at him. "You're right, he was braver."
"He is not! I'll fight him just to prove it!"
She rolled her eyes and turned to face him fully. "He's fiction, as in not real." She poked his chest and he took a step backwards. "Just." She poked him again, and he took another step back. "Like." Another poke, another step back. "You." She got closer to him, but something grabbed onto her braided ponytail and yanked, hard.
She whipped around and came face to face with a ball of light that sounded like bells as it yelled at her. "Oh, let me guess, you're Tinkerbell."
Tinkerbell chimed at her some more and she glared. "You're a brat. Has anyone ever told you that? In fact, I bet if you looked it up in the dictionary, there would be a picture of you. You can keep throwing insults at me in your stupid bell language, but you know what? I don't care! It's probably nothing I haven't heard before. I don't want to be here, I don't want to be around all of you, and I don't want to play any stupid games!" And with that, she left the hideout, leaving everyone, including Tinkerbell, speechless.
Peter looked around at them all, not sure what to say. "Are you sure she's not a pirate? She sure does act like one." Stated Cubby.
Peter glared at him and he shrunk back. "Don't be stupid, girls can't be pirates." Stated Nibs.
"Stupid island, stupid boys, stupid fairies, stupid me!" Screamed Ellie.
"I hate it here!" She threw a rock at s tree, and it bounced off into the dirt. She took a breath and rubbed her temples. "Breathe Ellie, it's fine. Everything is fine." She took another breath and sat on a rock.
"I don't want go home, so this is my only option. I'll just have to make the most of it." She took another breath and laid back on the rock. "Mother." She scoffed. "Do they honestly think I look like a mother?"
"You look ok to me." She gasped and fell of the rock. She peaked out from behind the rock and saw Peter. "Oh, it's only you. What do you want?"
He smiled and walked closer to her. "We're going somewhere." He held out his hand for her take.
"Uh, how about no?"
He shrugged. "Suit yourself. I gave you the option of choice, just remember that."
She nodded and turned the opposite direction. "Thank you. Wait, option of choice? What's that supposed to mean?" She turned back and he was gone. "Huh." She screamed as she was lifted into the air. "Peter!"
He laughed and flipped her onto his back. "Just relax, we'll be there in a flash!"
She glared at the back of his neck, but having the option to either fall off, or grab onto him, she reluctantly wrapped her arms his neck. She was so going to kill him when they landed.
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Ellie sighed as she started at the blackboard, chewing on her pen. "Ms. Santos, can you answer the question?"
Snapping out of her daydream, she bolted up. "Uh..four?"
Her teacher sighed. "Good guess, but please pay attention from now on."
Yea, sure that was gonna happen. "Ok."
She rolled her eyes and drummed her fingers against her desk. The bell rang and she sighed in relief. She darted for the door, hoping he wouldn't stop her. "Ms. Santos?" She sighed. What did hoping ever get her? Nothing.
"Yes Mr. Mitchell?"
"I understand things are hard for you, due to recent..developments, but it's not excuse for your grades to drop. You had good grades, what's happened?"
She clenched her hands into fists. "Life." She stated bitterly. She walked out, slamming the door behind her. Thank god it was Friday.
Ellie ran across the street as fast as her legs would carry her. She walked past the multiple shops, and walked right into someone. She jumped back and looked up at him. "Sorry." She mumbled.
She tried to walk past him, but he grabbed her arm. "I was wondering if you could help me."
She bit her lip slightly, looking around. There was no one around them. "With what?"
He grinned, though she couldn't see it. "I lost my dog."
She scoffed inwardly, real original. "No, sorry I've to go."
He pulled her back. "Let me rephrase that. You're coming with me."
She turned and glared at him. "I am not going anywhere."
He laughed an evil laugh that made her shiver. "You have no choice. Boys?"
Suddenly, she was surrounded. There were five of them. They grabbed her, and knocked her unconscious.
When she woke up, all she could feel was the pain in her head. She was surrounded by darkness. They were moving, not much, but they were moving.
She searched around in the dark for her backpack, but she couldn't feel it. She sighed in frustration and a door was pulled open. "Agh, I see our guest has awoken."
It took her eyes a few seconds to adjust to the light, but she saw the man who had taken her, except now he looked different. The clothes be was wearing had disappeared, and the most noticeable difference was that his left hand was missing, replaced by a hook. "Who are you? And what do you want with me?"
He grinned and walked closer to her, while she backed away. "All shall be revealed shortly." He grabbed her by the arm and pulled her out of the room. "Smee, tie her arms."
"Aye aye captain." He grabbed her wrists and pulled them behind her back, tying them together. She winced as he pulled them tight.
As Smee was finishing up, the other men looked her up and down. "She's odd looking." One of them stated.
Her brows furrowed in confusion. Odd? She always she was pretty normal looking. She had brunette hair and green eyes. She was about five five and she weighed one hundred fifteen pounds. Her body wasn't perfect, but she didn't think it was odd. "She wears pants like a man."
She raised an eyebrow. Were they talking about her jeans? "Yes, apparently women do that now." Stated the one with the hook.
She rolled her eyes and he walked over to her. "What's your name, girl?"
"I don't think that's any of your business." She stated.
He glared and shoved her against the wall. He put his hook to her throat and she gulped. "Don't make me ask again."
He grinned and released her. "She'll do just fine."
"What are you talking about?" She questioned.
He smiled eerily and walked a circle around her, like a cat and it's prey. "You see dear, you're merely a small pawn in the game. There's a certain..boy I'm after. I've tried capturing the ones that are close to him, but that hasn't worked, so now I've captured a complete stranger, and because be can't resist being a little hero, he'll save you, and I'll finally be able to kill him."
"And how exactly is he going to save me?"
He grinned and pushed onto a plank. "When I push you into the water he'll have no choice but to come to your rescue."
She rolled her eyes. Yea, cause that'll totally work, a boy is going to save a stranger from falling into the water.
Wait, what? "No, no, no I can't swim."
His grin grew into a smirk. "That's even better."
"Please, don't do this." He pushed her closer to the edge of the board, grinning madly the whole time. It seemed like hours, but finally he pushed her off. Her scream was cut off by the water filling her lungs. Her vision became cloudy, and finally she couldn't stay awake anymore.
Ellie shot up and coughed the water out of her lungs. She tried to stand, but she wobbled as she did so. A hand grabbed her elbow to steady her. "Easy, take it slow." She gasped and whipped around.
She saw a boy who looked to be about fifteen, like she was. "You stay away from me!"
He gave her a confused look, moving closer to her. "I won't hurt you."
She bit her lip slightly. "Who are you?"
He grinned and bowed. "Peter Pan at your service!"
She looked at him for a few seconds, and then she started to laugh. "Ok haha very funny, where are the hidden cameras? This is a prank right?"
He looked at her and shook his head. "No."
She scoffed. "You're not real, Peter Pan does not exist."
"Yes I do!"
She rolled her eyes and crossed her arms. "Right, and I suppose you can fly as well?"
He grinned at her. "Of course!"
"You're insane." She turned away from him and gasped. He was in front of her, and he was flying.
"Told you so." He grinned victoriously.
"Ok, say I believe that this is real. Who's the freak who took me?"
"You mean Hook? Don't worry about him, he's just a codfish."
He smiled and put his hand out. "Come on! I'll show you our hideout!"
She looked at his hand skeptically. "Do you trust me?"
She looked up at him and sighed. "I've been kidnapped by pirates, and I nearly drowned. I don't think it could get any worse. I don't trust you, but I will go with you." She put her hand into his and he smiled at her.
Boy was she wrong. She screamed as they flew higher into the air. "Put me down!"
He laughed and looked at her. "Relax! We're all almost there!"
She closed her eyes and clutched onto him tighter. "Where are we going?"
"I told you, we're going to the hideout! You can meet the lost boys, and Tink!"
She rolled her eyes. "Oh joy."
|Posted by Isole on October 15, 2014 at 12:50 AM||comments (4)|
So, I figured I'd post some of my stories here
All she could see was black. It was cold, and she hated it. This wasn't supposed to have happened. They were supposed to get in, and then get out. It was easy. At least, it should have been. She pulled her cloak tighter around herself, reminding herself to change get a new uniform when they made it out, if they made it out. She heard him let out a strangled gasp of breath, and she pulled him closer. "It's cold, I'm cold."
She couldn't see him, but she could feel him, she could feel his fear. "I know, it's ok. We're going to be ok."
She heard voices and she felt a spark of hope inside her.
Then they were gone. The voices slowly died away and she willed herself not to cry in anguish. "We're going to die." He stated. She had never heard him so upset, so scared.
She didn't even try to tell him he was wrong. What would be the point? They both knew she would be lying. Instead, she took his hand into hers. "I'm here."
She uttered her mantra, praying something would happen. Nothing. She was to weak. He coughed again and she took off her cloak, wrapping it around him. She put his head on her lap and stroked his hair. Their air was running out. She coughed and closed her eyes.
She imagined they were back at the tower, back with their friends, in the warmth. She felt him take her hand and squeeze it as tight as he could. "I'm sorry."
She looked down at him, brows furrowed. "Why?"
"This wasn't supposed to happen."
She took in a shaky breath. "I know."
"It wasn't supposed to end like this."
She leant back against the wall. "I know."
"I wanna go home Raven."
She covered her mouth, trying to keep in the sobs. She spoke in a broken voice. "I know."
"I don't want to die, not like this."
She squeezed his hand tight. "I know. I'm here."
She wasn't going anywhere, not even if she saw a way to save herself. If he was going to die, so was she. "I love you."
"I love you to Gar."
"I can't feel my legs."
She looked at the board that had collapsed onto his legs. "It's ok."
"I know, you already said that."
"You should go."
"No Garfield, I'm here, and I'm not going anywhere."
"There's no point in us both dying."
"Even if I wanted to go, I can't I'm to weak to use any source of power."
"Can you levitate?"
He sighed, coughing as he did so. "Don't talk Gar."
He nodded, finally giving up
"Do you remember when Star accidentally blew up the refrigerator?"
He gave her the tiniest of smiles and nodded.
"You and Cy got so upset that you almost started crying."
"My tofu was in there."
She shushed him.
"What about the time Robin lost his mask and he wouldn't come out of his room."
He let out a small chuckle and then a cough.
She brushed his hair out of his face. "I love you."
"I love you too."
She closed her eyes and carefully put her hands on his either side of his head. He wouldn't know, he wouldn't feel a thing, so that way, he wouldn't feel guilty. She took a breath and focused the last bit of energy she had, and then she transferred it into him.
Her hands shakily took his his. "I'm here." Her head rolled to the side and her eyes closed once again. "I'm always going to be here."
"I found them! They're down here!"
A pair of paramedics rushed to their sides and lifted the board off of him. They put both of them on gurneys. One of them flashed a light in her eyes. There was no reaction. "I can't find a pulse for either of them!"
The other put his fingers on the jade eyed boy one last time. "Pulse." He closed his eyes, praying. "He's got a pulse!"