I stood up in the tub, letting the water trickle down my naked body. My foot felt a bit out of place , like it were numb. I couldn't stand properly.

Peter walked back in with a towel around his hand.   He wrapped the towel around my body, tucking in one side of the towel in front of me securing it, "What's wrong?"

I put a lock of my short hair behind my ear, "My foot feels weird."

"Can you walk?"

I shook my head no in response.

I was too afraid to walk.

Peter picked my body up from the metal tub. He put one of his arms around my back and the other under my legs. He lifted my body up slowly, making sure my foot didn't bump against the metal, as water dripped down slowly.

Looking up at him as he carried me back into the other room, I could see the stubble that grew on his chin. How his scent smelled fresh.
I could see no flaw in him.

"Alright," He said placing me down on the bed. Laying me flat on my back. All I could do is look up at him. He was mesmerizing,
"I'm going to place my hands on your foot, and grip it firmly. It will place your bones back into place. You'll be able to walk again and we can get going, alright?"

He looked at my eyes then down st my crotch, pulling the towel a little lower covering my body more.

"Am I distracting you?"
I said letting out a small laugh.

His eyes glanced into mine then back to my leg and smirked,
"You have no idea how hard I am trying to contain myself and not attack you,"
Wait what?
He placed his hands on my leg making me jolt a bit in pain,
"This will hurt like , like a bitch."

I closed my eyes, clenching my fists ready for the pain to begin. Peter pressed down on my foot, making me scream bloody murder.

My back arched then rested, as if lightning struck through my body.
I felt exhausted. Fatigue entered while energy exited.

Peter let out a sharp breath,
"Open your eyes."

I opened my eyes looking down at my legs. Everything looked normal.

I sat up holding the towel over my body, resting my back on the wooden backboard behind me,
"How do you know how to do this?
Its amazing."

Peter walked into the other room beside the washroom.
Coming out with a pair of black leggings and a button up white shirt, placing it on the foot of the bed,

"The same thing happened to Mary," He clenched his jaw,
"She was climbing a tree and swooped around and fell off. Very clumsy girl."

I brushed my short hair behind my ears, "Yeah, who is she?
What happened to her? Felix was telling me about her.."

Peter locked eyes with me sitting down beside my feet. Resting his hand on my left ankle,
"I have been alive, for centuries, Emilie. A long, long time ago I was a prince, a prince of this great land in a different realm.
My father wanted me to rule the kingdom and become like him. My brother Thomas was like my father. Dominant. He didn't take sass or women lightly. The prostitutes in our land would be murdered. Murdered by my brother. The whole kingdom kept it a secret, until someone told the Leader of the Crows. The Crows is the army of the dead. While Peter and I , The Vultures, are the leaders of Purgatory. That's all I intend on telling you Miss Emilie."

He dropped the subject completely.

I scooted away from  him , looking at him cautiously, "So you did run away to here? How?"

He placed the clothes beside me and turned around. I dropped the towel and began changing into the clothes he laid out for me.

*Peter's P.O.V.*

"A mermaid from the Sirens came to our land, long story short  she said if my brother and I were to come with her, we would be free but there would be a price. We die and become part of the Sirens.

We'd control it.  Control, is what my brother and I fought most over. That's why Neverland is divided into two parts.  My land is strictly a war zone. We used to fight all the time to see show as stronger. Even if that meant killing your best friend..,"

I turned around, gritting my teeth. Her leggings were on, but she had trouble with the buttons on her shirt. I could see the inside of her breasts, as her eyes laid low on the buttons. I looked up seeing Thomas glaring at me from the doorway with his arms crossed, his blue eyes dark black. He thought I was looking at her lustfully. I walked closer to her fondling the buttons in my hand, buttoning them up,

"The mermaid I later learned was your mother, she used to talk about you all the time.  Even though you weren't born yet she talked about how she dreamed of having a daughter.
I didn't know that until my search for you began.
It boggles my mind,the search for one of the last remaining people of the Sirens, is part human, part mermaid, that's why your blood is golden. "

Her eyes locked onto mine, giving me nausea.
She made me nervous, I know Thomas could sense the fear coming off of me. His thoughts tried to penetrate mine, it aggravated me,
"Excuse me for a  moment , would you?"

She nodded, "Okay."

I let go of her shirt  and walked over to the front door, giving Tommy a look for him to follow me outside. 

Walking outside the air cooled, it became more dense. Dark clouds were already forming outside.
Goosebumps appeared all over my body.  I walked out front and turned watching Thomas close the door behind him.

He wore all black, with his dark brown cape-like thing around him, "You are growing feelings for her, aren't you boy?" Thomas said pushing me back.

"Bloody hell, Thomas! I have no feelings for her. It's my job to protect her she is one of last remaining of -"

Thomas eyes grew cold and distant. He tried to remain calm I could sense that off of him, "I could feel the feeling you had for her, lust. A poor little weak virgin girl , how dare you have those sinister thoughts about her."

I punched Thomas in the face. His arms wrestled around my body until finally pinned him to the ground, keeping my knee on his stomach, "You expect me to love a girl just like that? Everyone has thoughts,  especially about her someone like her."

Thomas swiveled his body, making my body pinned to the dirt below me. He held my arms over my head with both his hands with his knee now on my stomach, shortening my breath, "So have the lost boys. They are questioning who is fit to rule again.  The women and children on my side have been hearing rumors of the Siren returning. They want Wendy and Emilie to duel.  To see who will actually protect the Sirens."

Thomas removed his knee and let go of my hands, I then extended my hand out to him, "So we let them duel, what's the problem?"

Thomas grabbed my hand pulling me up and sighed, "They want our souls attached to one of the female's. So whichever female dies so does.. One of us."