Opening my eyes,  all I saw was darkness..

A gush of energy went through my body, as my eyes dialted to the darkness ..

I wasn't in my room, I was somewhere cold.

I was in a small cell with my hands chained to the wall,
my head pounded against my skull. I looked down at my feet seeing they were chained to the opposing wall, the black brick wall. 

Then seeing my leg wrapped up in a white cloth.
Trying to move my leg around until I realized I couldn't move it.
My leg was numb.

I then looked down at what I was wearing, my red dress from ..
I began to hyperventilate, looking around, everything became a blur. 

"Help!" I screamed like a banshee wailing.

I tried crawling over towards the metal bars 3 feet ahead from me dragging my leg behind me. Screaming in pain with every movement I made.  My vision began to clear as I saw a cell in front of me.  The cell was as dark as mine.  Little lanterns produced light through the dirty hallway.
The littlest of light.

"Is someone in there?!" I screamed and cried. 

"Raven?" A little voice said. Cracking in pain.

A body began crawling towards the edge of the cell, Macy. She was wearing tethered jeans and a brown sweater with only one white sock on.

"Macy..," I said collapsing to the ground but still looked at her as she wrapped her hands around the bar. Her face all bruised and bloody,
"Are you okay?"

Macy pressed her forehead against the cell, and scoffed smiling shaking her head" The things I do for you Raven."

"How touching." A male voice said from the left, a door seemed to open out of no where.  Two other people walked in behind him, all three wearing black suits.

A light seems to shine on them,  as they stood their emotionless.
Macy and I sat there in awe as we saw who they were,
Peter and Thomas.

"Peter.. no." My voice broke as tears formed in my eyes.

The man in the black suit stepped forward and sat in the floor criss-crossed in between Macy's cell and mine. He looked at me and shrugged,
"You look confused.   Well, if I must say words to break the silence between us, my name is Hades and you are in hell."

"Tell me something I dont know," Macy yelled at Hades then looked at Thomas, "Hey Thomas."

Thomas hit Macy's cage, cell, with his fist sneering at her, "Hey sweetheart."

"What is going on?!" I snapped, banging my fists against the cell, "What do you want from me?!"

Peter shook his head, walking over towards me and ripping my fingers off of the bar causing pain to rush through my hands,
"Your dreams, you putrid little roach. You're one of the two remaining Siren's left andyoure going to stay in this cell and rot until you both are no more, so Neverland is Thomas and I's once more.  Your dreams were so powerful that you  dreamt of your personal fantasy, both of you did and we recorded everything.    You're nothing. All that you thought happened never happened, your father, kidnapper, and mother are all dead.  And you and I princess," Peter let go of the bars and stood up,
"Never existed."

Hades looked at Peter shocked,
"No filter Peter Goddamn. We dont want her to have nightmares now do we?"

"No sir." Peter said eyeing me.

"Good," Hades said standing up brushing off his pants,
"Well, I have things to do, Macy, Thomas, Peter you know what to do." He said snapping his fingers disappearing in a purple mist along with Thomas and Macy with the last thing I saw of Macy was of her winking and smiling at me,
leaving Peter and I alone.

Peter looked at me and started walking towards me.  I sat there in shock as he walked through the cell bars and was now standing in front of me.

I scooted back, emotionless, until I hit the brick wall, "Kill me."

Peter kneeled down in front of me, knowing there was no point in fighting him,
"Now why would I do that?" He said quietly, almost like a whisper.

I closed my eyes, and opened them again hoping that this was all just one big nightmare, but his green his still pierced into me, "Because I know he'll kill Macy, and I want to be with my sister and my family."

Peter rested his arms on his knees, "Thomas and Macy sacrificed themselves long ago, so that you'll have a happy ending.   That night at the dance, they saw us dancing, and swore their lives away. So that we'd continue to dance.  Even when they are gone."

I shook my head, "What does that mean?"

"It means, my brother and your sister killed themselves because they believed, if not them then us. They swore a deal with Hades the night of the ball willingly, that's why you were reborn on Neverland. That's why all of this happened."

Peter touched my injured leg with his hand, and almost instantly the pain went away, as did the chains.

I looked down at my leg then back up at him, "Why are you doing this to me?"

Peter stood up grabbing my hands along in the process making me stand along with him, my body was pressed against the wall as his face was a foot away from mine,
"Even though none of that, on Neverland, at Storybrooke happened, I felt your connection to me. I could feel the feelings you had growing from me, and I developed feelings for you in that process. I could feel that..love. But I could never feel your kiss or your hugs or," Peter said looking down at my dress, "your soul."

I opened my mouth with tears rushing down the sides of my face, "I don't want you to be a dream anymore."

Peter shook his head grabbing my face in his hands, a single tear falling from his left eye, "We're those feelings..you had for me real?"

My lip quivered, not knowing what to believe, "Every word."

"You trigger me," He said ramming his lips into mine, an eager long and slow kiss.  Kiss after kiss each one more intense then the next. His hands sliding down the sides of my hips, making me wrap my legs around him.

"I-I love you."

"I'm gonna get you out of here, we can go home," Peter said pressing his forehead against mine,
"You, your kiss, I've waited so.. so long to feel something, something like that."

"We're gonna be okay."

But I didn't believe it.