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Apocalypse Au, Final Part. 

This is the last part, guys. THE END. I hope it’s good - it’s very long, and it was draining to write. I hope this lives up to expectations ? Anyway, enjoy, and be generous to me, that is all I ask. Anyway, this fic has been wonderful to write - it leaves me crying to myself from emotions. Everyone has been supportive and lovely, and I hope this ending pleases you. 

Sequel to 

I’m gonna raise the stakes, I’m gonna smoke you out

Holy water cannot help you now

We don’t care if it hurts when we’re holding too tight

 I loved you from the start but you’ll never know what a fool I’ve been 

The walls of dreaming, they were torn wide open

No more dreaming like a girl so in love with the wrong world

And my heart was a hollow plane for the devil to dance again

 Darkness, Language. Violence. Nsfw. 

I was looking for a breath of life A little touch of heavenly light  (x)

-          Peter, listen to me.

-          No. We’ve been over this, Wendy – no.

-          You have to let them go ! Both of them !

-          They’re leverage !

-          Leverage ? Leverage ? Peter, Bae is my friend !

-          I’m not hurting him, Peter snaps. I’m just keeping him where I want him.

-          You’re holding him prisoner !

-          What the hell do you want me to do, Wendy ? Give him back to his father so Gold reduces London to ashes without blinking ?

sneaks into people’s bedrooms in the middle of the night

literally steals children and spirits them away

supposedly all of these children are ”lost” and fell out of their prams and whatnot but he also happily absconded with wendy, michael and john who were not even a little bit lost 

chopped a man’s hand off and fed it to a crocodile nbd

(peter is supposed to be a child can we bear this in mind) 

at the end when he rescues the lost boys et al he sneaks onto the jolly roger and slaughters ten pirates before they even realise he’s there

boy is a stone cold killer yo

and slightly just keeps a running verbal tally through all of it like those children are so unfazed by Peter Pan, Killing Machine

and a couple of quotes from the text to top it all off: 

and when [the lost boys] seem to be growing up, which is against the rules, Peter thins them out;

peter thins them out

okay

and my personal favourite: 

He often went out alone, and when he came back you were never absolutely certain whether he had had an adventure or not. He might have forgotten it so completely that he said nothing about it; and then when you went out you found the body;

THEN WHEN YOU WENT OUT YOU FOUND THE BODY