#panfics

You turn around and go to where the bush grows that blocks a walk way to a stream of water. You look around for any other possible way around this and to no luck, you frown at the vines until they slowly pull away. You turn around to see no one at all around. Curiosity gets the better of you and you walk forward into the little cavern-like space.

You get to the water and about to reach your hand out to touch it when a voice calls from behind.

"I wouldn't do that." said the voice causing you to turn around in alarm. "Who's there?" you call back. Getting no response, you really think you are hallucinating and sit down against the rock wall for a moment, holding your head in your hands to gather your sanity. "The water is special and can only be drank by those willing to believe." the voice says in a dark tone. "Are you willing to believe?" "I wouldn't be here if I didn't believe." you reply in a soft mutter before standing up and going to the water again. "All magic comes with a price." The voice said in a sing song mockery. "It's just water." you mock back before taking the water in your hands and scooping it into your mouth.

Thinking nothing of it, you stand there and wait for something to happen. You look down at your arms to see that the scrapes and bruises you have received over the time being there cease to linger on your skin. Your eyes widen with amazement and smile excitedly.

"You speak the truth. Who are you?"

Alas no voice spoke again and you look around for possibly someone and sigh to the empty air before returning outside. You walk over to the edge of the cliff and sit down on it, watching the glow of the sky turning from burnt orange to midnight blue. The stars come out and form into constellations you haven't seen before. You lay back and watch them in astonishment.

A few moments pass and you find yourself dosing into a slumber.

In your dream state:

You are lost in the Neverland Forrest trying to find your way back to the base camps when suddenly you come to the edge of a cliff that overlooks the river. You try to stop yourself from running but end up falling until a hand catches you. You look up to only see the dark silhouette but even there, you are close enough to catch a glimpse of his smile.

you try to speak to him but nothing comes out. He understands though as he pulls you up from the fall and sets you back on the land before he disappears without a word.

You awake with a start as the fall finally woke you from the small nap you had on the cliff. You almost forgot where you were and panicked before you had fully awoken. You think back to that smile on his face and it causes you to smile to yourself. You realize how dark it is and go over to the edge of the cliff before looking down and gulping. You get yourself ready for the climb back down and descend down the rocks. One of the rocks gives way and so does your footing. You grab hold to  the closest handling and try your hardest not to scream but soon the other rock gives away under your foot and you have no choice.

Panic in your eyes as you look around, feeling your hands start to turn cold and clammy. You take a big deep breath and mutter to yourself. 'I have to believe.' You pull yourself back up and grab hold of the rocks until you get back to the top and takes a deep breath when you fall into the land again. You let yourself calm down before you look for another way down. Once you find a way, you descend down again until you're halfway down and the rocks give way again. 'Great now I know what the price for drinking the water is.' You thought to yourself before you saw there was no way back up. 'It's either dangle here or let go.'

Softly you could hear the mumblings of someone outside of the window and immediately alarmed, you go over to the window to open it to....no one outside. You thought for a second you might have been going crazy until you were pulled from the window by something dark. Gasping when the frigid air hits your exposed face, you almost muster up a scream but become silenced when you look up at what's holding you.

As fast as you were taken, you were being dropped onto some land that was definitely not close to where you had come from. You stood up to get the dirt free from your pants when you heard mutters and look up to see an entire group of hooded figures standing around you. 'Oh great, I'm a sacrifice to some ritual' you thought. Instead, the tallest figure drops his hood back to reveal his face.

"Welcome." He says. "To our humble party for you." "Where am I? Who are you?" you say quietly. "Felix is my name and don't you recognize where you are? We've been awaiting your arrival for days." He said with a wild grin. "You're in Neverland."

You step back for a moment only to be shoved forward by another one of the figures, or rather Lost Boys, you had deduced them to be by now. You were about to say something to Felix when all off a sudden your hearing went null to the sound of pipes. You turned around at all of them to see if they were playing it but only saw them going and dancing around the fire, except Felix. 'He's not playing the pipes though.' you thought. It was driving you a bit crazy to hear music but not see where it comes from. You couldn't help but smile at sound. It fills you up with an eerie sense of belonging. That's when you finally lift your head up towards the sky and see a silhouette of a boy standing on a cliff with the pipes in his hand. You turn back as the music gets louder and something in your body causes you to join in the merry dancing. When you round the fire and have the cliff in view once more, the silhouette is gone but the music carries on.

Weeks and even months pass by as you settle into Neverland and you've asked Felix a hundred times by now who was playing the music that night.  Seemingly, he does not give in to tell you who it was just yet. He kept saying it wasn't the time to know. So to take your mind off of it today, you wander into a little path and follow it until you come along to a cliff side. Without even questioning it, you start climbing up the side of it. An hour or so of almost falling every so often, you reach a place and climb up only to sit on the side and see the view of Neverland. It feels rather peaceful up there with the sound of water running behind you and random noises of jungle life surrounding you.

You hear the snap of a twig behind you and instantaneously stand up to see. The same familiar silhouette was standing at the edge of the cliff in a clearing of trees. You stand frozen on the spot as if you were magnetized to the ground. The angle in which he stands you can see no facial features what so ever, making this boy all the more alluring to your knowledge.