Y/n is a sixteen year old orphan, your parents were murdered by a serial killer who tried to bargain you for their lives. Obviously they didn't agree, and you knew this because you watched the entire thing from the closet. The serial killer scowled and shot your father six times and your mother three, you ran out of the closet and stabbed the serial killer in the back countless times and smiled as you watched him drop down to the floor lifeless. That is when your brain stopped being normal, that is when you went ballistic.
Gasping awake, you decide you are done being stuck inside this prison, rummaging through your mattress you find three daggers, a couple rations, a thousand dollars, your razor, deodorant, perfume, and some camping supplies. You run across the padded floor and to your backpack, carrying it back to your bed you start to pack your backpack.
"See you never assholes." You whispered smugly
Running to the window you shatter the glass with your foot. As you gently try to climb over the shattered window your arm gets caught causing a huge gash down your arm, the gash led from your shoulder to your wrist.
"Damn it." You hissed out
You jumped out and braced for the pain as you were on the sixth floor, but the pain never came. You slowly opened your eyes and looked, you were being lifted off the ground.
"WHAT THE HELL?!" You screamed
You struggled to get a good look at your captor but you just couldn't see ANYTHING. Suddenly you were free falling, screaming your lungs out, you hit the water with a splash. You swam to the shore and collapsed out of exhaustion.
Peter Pan's POV
My gut pulled, that's when I realized, 'Shadow brought another lost boy' I stopped playing my piped flute and caught the boy's attention.
" FELIX! ROUND UP THE BOYS! WE HAVE A NEW FRIEND!" I shout across camp to my right hand man who is picking up sticks.
He nods in response and shouts to the lost boys who were farther into the forest. We start to head toward the beach where all lost boys get dropped off by shadow. We neared the clearing and we saw the lost boy... Wait a minute. I squint my eyes for a better look as the sun made it hard to see. I widened my eyes at the sight before me. It wasn't a boy but A GIRL!
" Hold on boys, I got this." I tell them.
I cautiously walk up to the girl and I get a better look at her. She is absolutely breathtaking. She had y/h/c hair and beautiful smooth olive skin. She had a strong but lanky body. She wore a ripped camo crop top, ripped jeans, black combat boots, and she had a tattoo. Looks like my arch nemesis, Medusa. Then the realization hits me, the only real reason a girl or a boy would get a Medusa tattoo is if they're a survivor....
" Come on, love you've got to wake up." I whisper shaking her a bit.
Y/n's POV
You slowly open your eyes and groan as the sunlight sears your eyes. After a bit you can finally open your eyes and you see this boy shaking you lightly.
" Wake up, Love you've got to wake up." He repeats. Then sees me awake.
Startled you jump up and quickly grab the dagger you clipped to your boot. " WHO THE HELL ARE YOU?!" You shout pointing the dagger at the mysterious boy with brown fluffy hair and bright, emerald eyes filled with mischief and a devious smirk.
" Well, Love I'm Peter, Peter Pan." He replies in smooth voice " And you are in Neverland"
You look at him in disbelief. There is no way in hell your in a fairytale, " Nice try, are you here to put me back into the stupid room? I swear if you are then PISS OFF! " You spat.
The boy, Pan, frowned then replaced it with a smirk quickly. " Well, why don't we play a game? Hide and Seek? My lost boys will be seekers and you'll be a hider" He says.
'I like games' you thought. " Fine then, and what do you mean by boys?" You ask suspiciously. Suddenly multiple boys come out from the thick line of trees with spears and crossbows. " You've got to be fucking kidding me." You groan.
" You have at least 5 minutes before they come seeking" He says
Rolling your eyes you grab your backpack and take off running into the forest with a goal. 'Don't lose, find a place, use your skills.'