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Post by Henry Mills on Mar 4, 2014 15:37:35 GMT -5
Henry was running, and possibly for his life, his hands were still tied and bound so he was having a rather difficult time of it all, Greg and Tamara, well they were dead now, they had been killed by the lost boys. The Lost boys wanted Henry for something, he did not know what, but if the lost Boys wanted him it meant Pan wanted him, and he had heard form his dad this version of Neverland was not a good place. So he had run as fast as he could, just like Tamara had told him to, he hadn't seen her die , he had seen Gregg's shadow get ripped out though. She may have shot his father and they may have tried to kill everyone he ever loved but even they did not deserve that fat, not at all it was cruel and nasty. No one not even the villains deserved to be killed in such cruel ways, Henry hated it, he was going to make sure Pan was not going to get him he would run untill he found somewhere safe, to hid until his family came for him.
Henry believed that his family would do all they could to find him, and they would, they would find him. His family always found each other, they never gave up, no matter what was in their way, he believed in them. Emma had saved him from the sleeping curse and Emma and the rest who save him from anything. Wherever Pan was and whatever he wanted form him he would not succeed as long as he believed in his family.
He was still running when he fell over and the Lost boys began to gain on him, Henry quickly got back up and tried to run for it nearly stumbling again, he might of been caught if not for a hand grabbing him and pulling him through the trees, Henry groaned and lashed out and out distance between whoever it was and him. "Who are you?" He asked quietly as the older boy brought his finger up to tell him to be quiet as the lost boys ran past them on the other side.
Post by Peter Pan/Malcom on Mar 7, 2014 13:59:24 GMT -5
The day had come, it was finally here, the board was set and the pieces were just stepping into place, the boy was here, and his parents not that far behind him. yes he knew Storybrooke had not been destroyed, a bit of a nuisance but he could deal with that. The boy's parents were not going to stop him, no one could, because he always got what he wanted in the end. Henry would give him his heart, one way or another, though Pan preferred it through choice, through Henry failing his game, through his parents having to watch their little boy die, knowing they had failed. Knowing that nothing could save them, no one could go up against Pan, that's what he imagined, in his ultimate victory, in owning the power of ultimate belief and youth everlasting. He wanted hat family including his son, broken and ground into dust before him, that Saviour who he was sure was coming well she would be a delightful test.
Peter was waiting ever patiently, he had waited for centuries now so what was a few minutes more, he had told the Lost boys where to meet Gregg and Tamara, and he fully expected the two pawns to die. Which they did, Henry was also close but he had to wait, wait for the right moment, wait until he could pull the boy in and ensnare him into his trap. If Henry was truly the Truest Believer then he would fall for his lies, and he would surely make the pixie dust work. Pan could make it work himself but Henry with his heart would make it work ten times better, and in Neverland the power of belief was limitless, he would show Henry this, allow him to live this fantasy out, before robbing him of his life.
The moment had come, he quickly pulled Henry through the trees just before he fell putting his fingers to his lips as Henry saw him, he made himself look panicked and a little frightened. He looked over Henry's head and watched as the lost boys passed just as planned, before turning his attention to Henry. "My name's Thomas, I used to be a lost boy, now I'm on the run from Pan," He looked the boy up and down, "he's cruel and unkind, he kills the boys who leave Neverland, I had to leave for home, I miss my family" he took a nervous look around, making it seem that just speaking Pan's name could call himself upon them, and then back to Henry," what's your name? Are you one of the Shadows children?"
Post by Henry Mills on Mar 15, 2014 16:16:23 GMT -5
Henry followed the boy who saved him's glance and quickly crouched down as he saw the lost boys on the other side running to find him, hopefully they would not find him here, he hoped he was safe for now. He kept a weary few steps away from the older boy though, he was still not sure whose side he was on and there was something about him. Henry shock his head no that wasn't right to not believe the best in people, he had just saved him from the lost boys he was most likely a good guy who wanted to help him out, a boy who was frightened of Pan possibly and ally in this strange land, he wasn't going to start mistrusting and mistreating someone a soon as he met them, no he had to give people a chance first. So Henry decided for now he would trust the boy, it was not like he had hurt him, he had only pulled him off the path so as not to be gotten by the lost boys.
"Your on the run from Pan what did you do?" Henry asked the boy standing up now that the lost boys had run past, none of them stopping to see if he might of gone off the path, he looked the boy up and down, well he was certainly dressed like a lost boy, he decided to trust him for now. Henry finally caught his breath though and looked up at him, "My name's Henry," He stuck his hand out and the other boy took it nervously, "nice to meet you Thomas." he smiled a big smile it seemed they were safe for now, but he knew they would have to run soon. He felt sorry for the boy he seemed to be looking around so nervously like Pan could jump out at them, at any second, he looked at him sadly when he mentioned how evil pan was and that he missed his family. "It's okay Thomas," Henry said looking up at him with his friendly comforting smile, he put a hand on his shoulder, "my Family is coming to get me, save me from here, and when they do they will take you as well, back home, to safety, you wont have to be frightened of Pan any more." He didn't know why Pan was so bad the fact he killed his lost boy's made him even more worried. "Do you know anywhere that is safe from Pan, where he will hide so he can't get you," okay so he should be worried about himself but this boy was so worried that he wanted to help him first and foremost.
"My dad's escaped before maybe if we find somewhere to hide we can find out how." Henry removed his hand as he heard running feet, the lost boys were near again but he was not sure where, it seemed like they might have to run again. "No the shadow didn't bring me, two people from the land without magic did, they worked for the home office, controlled by Pan." Henry told him looking around now just as nervously as the boy was, the wind had picked up and it was rather haunting and he shuddered as if his very heart and shadow was in danger. "The head lost boy said I was important to Pan, I don't know why." He was worried now, what if Pan did get him, would he kill him? What did he need from him that was important, he didn't want to find out after what his dad had told him about this place. Henry was hoping he could find somewhere to hide and wait for his parents to find him and they would.
Post by Peter Pan/Malcom on Mar 20, 2014 13:49:01 GMT -5
This was working incredibly well, better than he could of hoped, Henry seemed to buy that the lost boy's were lost and did not know where they were or that Henry's tracks had stopped just around about near these trees. To be honest these would be some pretty poor hunters and lost boys if they were actually foiled for even a moment on that respect. That didn't matter though because they would be coming this way soon enough, had to keep it believable at least. It seemed Henry was finding it easy to believe him for the moment, he was starting to see that yes, this was the boy with the special heart, the boy he had been waiting for, the truest believer.
Pan kept up his part of the lay looking around as Henry asked questions, he made sure that they were safe for now, looking like the nervous boy ready to run at the moment's notice. Peter jumped on purpose as he heard a squirrel run past him. "Okay we are safe here for now," Pan said finally pulling down his hood, and kneeling down to Henry's level smiling kindly, "but we best be ready to move because Pan could realize where we are at any moment now." He smiled kindly and gave Henry a small dagger, it would work for him for now but he had enchanted it. "I stole from his stash of Pixie dust," Peter said still playing his role as he took the vial of pixie dust from around his neck to show Henry, hopefully he could get it to work. " I thought I could use it to get home, to my family but," he sighed and stood up turning away as if upset. "It's useless it doesn't even work," he spun around again and begun pacing as if panicking, "now he's just going to kill me, there's no escape."
He calmed down a bit though as if realizing as an older boy he might be panicking the younger lad, "I'm sorry, it's just this island," he told Henry kneeling down and looking to the side, "it get's in your head, Pan is everywhere." He took Henry's hand nervously and smiled a friendly smile though he was grinning on the inside, this was it, this was the boy he had been waiting for the game was on, and Pan never failed. Henry was falling for his every word. "Henry, that's a nice name, nice to meet you as well. Your the only friendly face I've seen for a long time." He said sadly and looked surprised but smiled again as Henry reached up to put his hand on his shoulder, this was certainly the right boy. "Everyone says that Henry, all the boy's say that but no one's parent's come for them, it's just a dream an idea a way to help you sleep at night, they never come." There was a huge sadness in his voice it wasn't real but it seemed believable to Henry. he took another look around hearing lost boys near by," there is the echo caves, they should be safe enough, but we need to go soon they will know we are here."
"Your Dad?" He questioned as if he had no idea, "you mean you Baelfire's son?" he shock his head slightly "no you see Pan just let him leave," Peter told the truth knowing Henry would want to believe the other way. "Th....th...the home of...fice?" Peter questioned and he took a few steps back and his eyes widened as the wind picked up, he had done it himself with his magic a bit dramatic but it did the trick. " We got to get you somewhere safe, your valuable to Pan, he can't have you, and we got to go now, I mean it you feel the wind, that's him he knows where we are come on before he arrives." He looked in a state of Panic and took Henry's hand.