A/N: Well hey guys!
So i adore once upon a time and watching the new season it made me wonder why Peter Pan is feared by so many and always seemed to be 10 steps ahead of everyone else. So me and my mind decided to come up with a little story and here it is :P

Disclaimer: Sadly I do not own Once Upon A Time or any of it's characters.

Perching on the ledge in the small wooden bunk she looked out the porthole window gazing out intently at the calming waves. Hearing a sudden burst of thunder she jumped back falling off the ledge and winced as the ropes binding her hands and feet rubbed into her skin as she tried to brace herself. Edging slowly back over to the window she was aware of the shouting of the people above deck and peered out to see movement in the now violent waves. Watching curiously she let out a gasp seeing a mermaid jump out of the water meeting her eyes. The mermaid disappeared into the sea her glittering scales and crimson red hair a blur among the others. Unable to tear her eyes away from them she watched as the mermaids pushed against the ship rocking it so it began tipping. Carefully standing up over the ledge she leaned out of the porthole window her small frame able to fit her through. The red-haired mermaid looked up at her over the others and smiled a warm and friendly smile calling to the girl.

"My name is Ariel what is yours ?"

Opening her mouth to speak she was interrupted by an angry gruff voice and was roughly yanked by her hair away from the porthole.
Letting out a yelp she lost her footing and fell to the ground sobbing in pain.

"You stupid girl can't you see there is a storm get away from the windows"

"I...I'm sorry"

The boat seemed to shake as the storm got more violent and the shouts from above were drowned out by the crashing waves. The man left the room and she edged her way closer to the wall to find some thing to hold onto as the ship struggled with the tides. unable to get a grip on anything proper she was bashed continuously every time the ship was knocked and the rope burns on her wrists and ankles were torturous rubbing deeper every time she tried to keep herself stable. Closing her eyes she focused on the mermaids song in an attempt to block out the pain. Sea spray splashed through the window drenching her and she hugged her knees to her chest to try to keep warmth in her body. keeping her eyes shut tight she sung along with the mermaids easily picking up the tune and eventually disappeared into the darkness.

Hearing the door slam open she jolted awake to find the man who last visited her. Cocking her head to the side she notice how tired and worn he looked, and that the boat was no longer moving.

"We're here"

The man strode over to her and pulled her up and out of the bunk so she was on deck. The moon was bright and she was thankful she had a few moments free to bask in the cold night air as the man left to go consult his crew briefly. Looking over she found they were on a beach surrounded by an incredibly beautiful looking jungle. Staring in awe she looked at it for a few moment then turned to the man questioningly.

"When you said we were here...where is here exactly"

The man let out a snort .

"Were in Neverland girl"

"Neverland"

She whispered quietly to herself testing the word on her tongue liking the sound of the place. The man called one of his crew members over and motioned towards her. The tall lanky man moved toward her and roughly began dragging her off the ship.

"Hey your hurting me"

Throwing herself around she tried to break free from his grasp only to have another set of arms pulling her.

"You're not moving fast enough"

"Well maybe if you untied my feet then I'd be able to move properly."

She spat back furious.

The man glared at her and began to pull her along faster causing her to stumble. she let out a whimper the sand from the beach clinging to the rose-pink skirts of her slip dress.

"Get up girl, we can't keep stopping for you"

Being pulled up from the ground by her hair she let out a protest and began mumbling incoherently as they towed her along. As they entered the jungle she cocked her head to the side hearing a rustling the men towing her didn't seem to pick up, and saw a movement high up in the trees. Stopping herself she heard a grunt from the two men and they yanked her forcefully to keep her moving making the black rope cut into her skin. Sucking in her breath she masked the pain and narrowed her eyes.

"Would it kill you to be more gentle, rope burns here"

"Not my problem, keep moving"

Seeing the shadow move she followed it making out a figure. straining her eyes she found several more figures in the trees and bushes and began to feel uneasy.
Whispering lowly she voiced her fears.

"There's something out there..."

"Is the little girl afraid of the dark"

"Nope Are you?"

She retorted not letting them get the better of her.

"Of course not"

"Oh but you should be"

An unfamiliar voice mockingly called out to them and the men tightened their grip on her drawing out their swords with their free hands.
An arrow shot out from the trees slicing the ropes that bound her feet clean through. Closing her eyes briefly she opened them to find her feet free and not harmed in any way by the arrow.

One of the men let go of her to inspect the shadows and she quickly acted kicking the other one hard causing him to let go of her. Another arrow shot out from the shadows impaling the tall lanky man. Letting out a gasp she found herself frozen in fear unable to move as the man from the ship made his way towards her. In a blur she felt a hand wrap around her waist picking her up and pulling her away out if sight. Getting her bearings she looked up at her rescuer and was met by a boy around her age wearing a brown cloak.
He had dirty blonde hair that was quite long, and angled jaw and cunning blue eyes. He noticed her assessing him and smirked.

"No offence but your heavier than you look"

Jutting out her lip she pouted and gave him a shove. Setting her down he turned hearing a voice then looked back at her.

"Stay here"

Nodding she let out a sigh as he left her and slid down the tree stretching her feet out burrowing them into the dirt, soothed by the feel of the earth. Frowning she creased her brow seeing that her hand were still binded and huffed.

"Could have at least got rid of these for me"

Getting back to her feet she followed the sound of fighting and found more boys battling against the men from the ship who must have heard their crew being attacked. Stayign hidden she watched suprised as the men were easily overpowered by the boys and their weapons. A shadow with glowing eyes appeared and plucked away a shadow from one of the men and he fell to the ground out cold. Stumbling back a little she watched fixatedly and felt the urge to join in and help out. The boy who had rescued her had stolen a sword and was playing around with it lazily before tossing it to another boy after picking up another. The two mockingly began to fight eachother dodging the attacks from the men and laughed as if they were playing a game. One of the men they had managed to disarm grabbed for two daggers which had been dropped and crawled along the floor towards one of the boys getting up to his feet she stared on in horror realizing the boys had failed to notice him and ran out of her hiding place shrieking as he threw the daggers at him.

"NOOO!"

Time seemed to stop around her and the daggers that were once heading in the direction of the two boys had spun around and the man who had thrown them was suspended in the air against the tree before they pierced straight into his heart leaving him speared to the thick bark. Blinking she stepped back her mouth open in shock as the boys stared at her there jaws slack. Sinking to her knees she looked at them with wide eyes.

"Did...did I do that?"

The boy that she had saved moved toward her and still shook up she scrambled away scared she might hurt him. He put out his hands in mock surrender an grinned cheekily at her.

"I'm not going to hurt you"

"That's not what I'm worried about"

She mumbled partly to herself and he kept the grin on his face. He crouched down beside her and took out a small dagger with engravings on it, from his boot and sliced at the ropes around her wrists. Holding out her palms she flexed her wrists and stretched her arms out her joints boy took one of her wrists inspecting it and lightly ran his fingers over the wounds.
Looking up she caught his brown calculating eyes and looked away quickly when he met her doe eyes.

"They've been on for quite a while"

Biting her lip she nodded.

"Where are my manners"

The boy held out a hand to help her up and she graciously took it.

"Peter pan, these are my lost boys and thats Felix"

Felix nodded at her and she recognised him as her rescuer.

"Bebelle"

"Well Bebelle, welcome to Neverland"

Peter had just began to lead them off when Bebelle stopped remembering something.

"Wait.."

She trailed off and peter stopped waiting for her to continue.

"Back on the ship, they have something they took from me and-"

"And you want to get it back"

Peter finished for her and she nodded.

"Okay, you lot go back to the den, we'll be quick"

The boys scarpered and Bebelle lead peter to the ship . Bebelle hesitated and reached out trying to feel a presence. Peter watched her curiously and she explained.

"Sometimes I can get a feel if there are people around"

Peter nodded understanding.

"Like how you knew we were hiding?"

Bebelle shrugged.

"I've got keen senses"

"And pretty powerful magic too, I mean that black rope is supposed to bind magic, and if you can do what you did in binds, now your without them, you'll be able to do far more"

"Thats what worries me,i have all this power and i dont exactly know how to control it."

Peter flashed a crooked smile at her.

"It just takes practice, now what are we looking for?"

Going straight to the captains quarters Bebelle scanned the room.

"Well two things, a book, its pretty old-looking I don't know how else to explain it and a necklace"

"Is this the necklace?"

Peter held up a silver chain necklace with two overlapping circles.
Nodding she thanked him and he walked over to her and brushed her chocolate curls to one side as he tied it around her neck. Turning around she caught his wink and rolled her eyes continuing to look for the book. Not finding it on any of the shelves she closed her eyes and trusting her instincts knelt down to the floor and peeled back a wooden board eventually finding it. Flicking through the book carefully she checked it was still intact and ran her fingers over the aged pages.

"You weren't kidding when you said that thing was old"

Peter stood over her looking at the book intrigued.

"You can read that?"

"Just the basic stuff"

Picking herself up from the floor she followed Peter of the ship and back into the heart of the dark jungle. Bebelle noticed that the further they went into the jungle there were burning torches lighting up several paths. Peter remained quiet watching her as she took in her surroundings and she wondered why he had not yet asked her about her business with the men on the ship.

"Peter?"

"Yes?"

"Why did you help me?"

Peter stopped in though for a moment then spoke up grinning.

"Its the hero's job to save the damsel in distress"

"Peter pan the hero"

Bebelle mused and peter let out a chuckle.

"Hmm doesn't quite have the same ring to it as Peter pan the bad boy"

"Bad Boy?"

"Don't be fooled by the face love, i'm the devil in disguise"

Peter winked at her and she giggled.

They reached the den and found the lost boys lazing about settling down for the night by the small bonfire there.

Peter joined the group kicking back against a log bench and motioned for Bebelle to sit between him and Felix.

"So if you have magic what are you?"

Bebelle though what to say for a moment then turned to the lost boy that had spoke up,

"I'm not entirely sure, i dont know who my birth parents are, and my other parents threw me out when they found out about my powers, so i'm not sure where my magic came from or why i have it"

Bebelle could see the tiredness on the boys aces and scolded herself mentally.

"Your all tired, don't let me keep you up, sleep"

"I think its a good idea we all get some rest its been a long day"

The lost boys listened to Peter's orders and moved off into their individual tents, blowing out the torches as they went by.
Being left alone with Peter she turned to him remembering something.

"You didn't answer my question"

"Your quite right, hmm well we helped you because they were hurting you, and because your like us"

Bebelle stayed silent and Peter continued.

"Why did those idiots bring you here any ways?"

"They didn't tell me anything about why or where we were going other than that they needed me to find something for them"

"Well i'm glad they did bring you, our first lost girl"

Bebelle stirred awoken by the sound of crying. Looking around her she tried to find the source but the crying seemed to be coming from all directions. Climbing up from the floor she felt a pang in her heart when she realized who it was that were crying. The lost boys. Wanting to be able to help them she picked up her book and lit a small candle before pawing through the pages.

"Trouble sleeping?"

Bebelle darted her head up and found Peter leaning against a tree watching her.

"I guess"

"The first nights always hard"

Peter crossed over to her and joined her sitting on the ground.

"Your crying why?"

Bebelle blinked and wiped her hands over her eyes to rid of the dampness.

"Hearing them crying just made me sad i guess, i just want to do something to try and stop it"

"You've quite a sincere heart haven't you"

Bebelle pursed her lips then spoke up.

"Peter what do the cry over?"

"They cry for their parents, they wonder why they were given up, abandoned, unwanted, what they ever did to deserve it, to deserve to be left alone"

"To be lost."

Bebelle finished and peter nodded.

"Exactly, but I notice you don't cry over it"

"I've never really had a proper parent, nor do i know what its like to have any, so I guess I cant cry because I don't know what it is that i'm missing"

Bebelle glanced back down at her book and began flicking through the pages stopping when she found something that interested her.

"Found anything good?"

"Sort of there's a spell in here called autumns lullaby and it gave me an idea"

"The mermaids have already tried singing to stop the crying it doesn't work"

Determined to prove she was right she looked up at Peter and spoke.

"Maybe they just didn't find the right song"

Knowing she was going to go ahead with her plan either way Peter let her be.

"Give it a shot"

Bebelle nodded and closed her eyes picturing a flame in her head. When she opened them she smiled in satisfaction seeing that the torches had small burning embers flickering softly, spreading a warm hazy glow throughout the camp.
She began to hum softly then began to sing a lullaby.

"Deep in the meadow, under the willow

A bed of grass, a soft green pillow

Lay down your head, and close your sleepy eyes

And when again they open, the sun will rise.

Deep in the meadow, hidden far away

A cloak of leaves, a moon beam ray

Forget your woes and let your troubles lay

And when again it's morning, they'll wash away."

Bebelle's voice sounded out through the jungle and eventually the crying ceased.
Bebelle looked around her seeing the boys all sleeping calmly and continued the lullaby until she eventually fell asleep herself.

A/N:well here you go first chapter. I know some of it is a little vague as of now but things will get clearer and be explained further on into the story. And for those who are wondering i chose the name bebelle because i read somewhere that it means doll and i see my oc's character looking like a porcelain doll so i thought the name fit.
Next chapter will have a considerable time jump to get to where season 3 starts off.
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