Pan's eyes lose some of their anger. He drops back with a sigh. "The Shadow put you up to this."

"Hey!" I say indignantly. It's like he's... accusing me of not coming up with this brilliant plan on my own. "I carried it out, didn't I? Rather well, I thought."

"Kudos to you." He mumbles, running his hands through his hair. "Well... I guess... this is... it?" He sounds younger, kind of... scared? This is not the Pan I know. What is happening here?

I frown. "I didn't think this would actually... work. Can't you just... teleport away?" I ask incredulously.

"You don't understand." He says. "They will find me. Their mission now, thanks to that pipe - thanks to you is to kill me. And they will never stop until they do. Even if I move away and go from Neverland. They can follow me. They won't stop until they succeed."

He sighs again. "If I could just get this stupid sword working..."

"What does the sword have to do with things?" I wonder out loud.

I can tell he doesn't feel like clueing me in but he does anyway. "It's... it's the most powerful sword in the world. It belonged to a man who once visited Neverland. I'd recognise it anywhere. With it, one can control..."

"Oh my goodness... all of this... just to take over the world? Pan. Seriously?" My eyes widen.

"It doesn't matter." He sighs in frustration. "It doesn't work."

"Yeah, because it's a stupid cheap replica from the museum down the road near where I live." I answer with a shrug. He jumps up, glaring at me.

"WHAT?!"

"Oh, " I laugh. "Did I forget to mention it's not the real sword you want. I know the sword I imagined. It was Excalibur. I mean everyone knows it's the most powerful sword in the world. That's not Excalibur. It's just a cheap dummy version. But... looks a lot like it."

"I... I could kill you." Pan's eyes are shooting daggers. If looks could kill, I'd already be dead.

I shrug. "Why don't you?"

"Shh!" He says suddenly. We both tense up as the sound of shouting. "The Lost Boys." He hisses. "If you want to be helpful, make me Excalibur. Now! I'm not even going to ask how you know about that."

"No can do sweety." I shrug, smiling sweetly. "You're going to get what's coming to you." We watch as the whole group of Lost Boys come into view. They look angry. If I was excited about seeing a riot, I'm not disappoitned.

With their faces painted in mud, their feet bare, spears in hand, they look menacing. The leaders are the bigger boys, Felix and the others. In the back are the littler ones, wielding their spears like pros. Boy, am I glad Henry wasn't apart of this.

Pan turns to me. His eyes. They say what he's thinking. What have I done?

A/N; IT'S SHORT!! I know! I'm so so so so so sorry!!! I would make it longer but I really need another chapter in there. :( Vote and comment if you liked it anyway!! I know you will because you're awesome. I love you all. :) ♥♥♥♥♥ Until next time! Next update is just around the corner!!