Oops I posted this too soon! Haha I guess I'm just a keen little bee!

Okay so this is my second attempt at writing a fanfiction and I have placed it under the Once Upon a Time category because the story almost entirely transpires in Neverland, except for the beginning. To make it clear though, this is a CROSSOVER universe story about Peter Pan from OUAT and Claire Bennet from the TV show Heroes. It will be an angsty sort of romance. Plenty of dark themes so be warned. I decided not to place it under the crossover series though since it was a very small section (only one other OUAT story crosses over with Heroes at this point in time). As far as I know, this is an original pairing so I hope you like them. Please review and let me know what you think. (Also just consider this to be set about the beginning of season 3 of Heroes, JUST before Sylar gains Claire's ability. So around the time Sylar first starts his obsession with Claire herself rather than just her ability. BTW Peter Pan is not Rumple's father in this story. That's just icky!)

Chapter 1: Careful What You Wish For

"Go Claire!" Hiro yelled at her as the swirling vortex howled behind her, pulling things into its churning depths and making the young teenager blanch at the possibility. As her blonde hair whipped around her, she chanced a glance at the man responsible for keeping it open. Peter, her Uncle, had gained this ability from another man, Roland Canfield, who was able to travel through time and space like Hiro. His ability was different to Hiro's however since he had to actually open a vortex in order to travel through the physical plane. After the vortex was activated it could not be closed until someone jumped into its centre. Once inside, a person just had to think of the place they most wanted to go and it would take them there in an instant. The limitation of this ability was that it had to be a physical place. One could not simply think of another person and wish themselves to be by their side.

Claire understood that it was pointless shoving Sylar through the portal since he could simply wish himself back to this very spot. But now as she stared into the green, swirling chasm, she did not think she could jump into it with so little certainty. A scuffle caught her attention and she whirled to see Hiro wrestling with Sylar now as he attempted to get to Claire. She cried out with fear of his safety but Hiro seemed to have the upper hand for the moment, disappearing and then reappearing behind Sylar, only to send him flying into a wall. Claire felt her panic overcoming her as she watched two of the people she cared about most battle against this monster to save her life.

"Claire!" Peter's strained voice reached her ears. "I can't keep this contained much longer. If you don't jump into it now, it will inevitably pull us all in and we will be right back where we started. Please! We can hold him off! Just go!"

Claire could feel tears sting in her eyes. Oh how she loathed her ability in that moment. That she could be so helpless with her ability to heal, she could not even help her friends! She sobbed as she stepped towards the portal. "Peter, please," she begged. "There must be another way! I can't leave you with this—this monster!"

"Claire," Peter's voice was tired as he struggled to contain the portal but his eyes were sincere. "If Sylar gains your ability, he will truly be unstoppable. We cannot let that happen. For the sake of everyone, go! Protect your gift. Get to somewhere safe!" His eyes met hers and he gave her a watery smile. "Save the cheerleader," he whispered softly.

"Save the world," she finished with regret. With a heart wrenched sob she threw herself into his arms one last time, squeezing him to her tightly as her tears flowed freely. In his efforts to keep the portal open he could not hug her back, only bury his face in her neck. He wished he could offer her words of comfort but he had none. His seventeen year old niece had seen far more than she ever should have to in her short years, had endured far worse than anyone would ever endure in their lifetime. His hands trembled with effort and he snapped out of it. "Go!" he yelled in her ear. She pulled away, running towards the portal just as she heard Sylar shout his fury. She did not stop to see if he had followed as she leapt forth into the emerald chasm, hugging her legs to her body as she felt herself floating aloft in the portal.

At this point in time, she was surprised she did not think of her home or even her school. These were places that Sylar would surely look for her next so perhaps this was why she chose not to go there. She needed to be in a place he would never find her, never think to look for her. A place he would never go.

Neverland.

The word drifted so easily into her mind that she almost laughed. Of course. That would be the perfect place. If only it were real. With her eyes closed, she pictured the landscapes that she had seen drawn in her storybooks as a child, picturing Neverland and praying that she could go there. She had no idea where she would actually end up since she was still new to this portal thing but she could only hope that she would end up in a similar place. Far away and safe.

The vortex spun, obeying the thoughts in her mind and carrying her far across her world and into another where her life would be changed forever.

...

Neverland

A cluster of Lost Boys swarmed around the Lagoon, staring out into the swirling ocean. They all felt it. A new soul. A new Lost Boy for Pan. Thy begun to whoop and cheer as the waves crashed expectantly against the sand.

"Someone's come," Felix said unnervingly as he swung his club up onto his shoulder. "Find them. Bring them to Pan." The boys all nodded, retrieving their bows and arrows as they filed into the jungle, preparing and hiding in wait for their new arrival. A new addition was always exciting. New boys had stories to tell about the world they were from. Maybe this boy would come from the world of magic. Or the world of science. They had even some from a world where they were all fictional characters from a story. They liked this one the best. They loved to hear the stories where they were all portrayed as boys who could fly whenever they wanted, led by an adventurous Pan who fought against an evil Captain Hook.

None of them would ever suspect that she, for it was in fact a she, came from a world of heroes.

...

Claire groaned quietly, stirring against some smooth, foreign material as she rubbed her face, stretching her painless limbs. She wearily opened her eyes, blinking in surprise when she saw soft, brown earth around her with an array of leaf litter transcending down from tall trees. She raised her head ever so slightly, unable to feel the pain which should have been coursing through her body. As it was, any injuries caused by her fall had been mended by her ability, leaving her skin smooth and intact as it had always been. She was not too happy to discover that the portal had actually dropped her, literally dropped her through the air so that she fell from the sky. And now she was... where exactly? She glanced around at her surroundings, unsure of where she had ended up. It was a pretty forest to be sure, but it was unnervingly quiet. Not a peep sounded from the trees around her, no birds, no strange animals. She stared up into the canopy as she shakily got to her feet, brushing leaf litter of her black skinny jeans and baby blue tank top. She wished she had her hair tied back now for the heat was starting to seep into her as her skin trickled with sweat. She grabbed her long blonde locks, sweeping them to one side and holding it off her neck as she scanned the trees, searching for some sign of a path. At this point she did not even know what continent she was on.

She already missed her brave uncle fiercely, even the enigmatic Hiro and all his weirdness. It was strangely endearing now, but she knew it would be a long time before she saw either of them again. If ever. She had to go undercover now. Hardcore. She could not afford for Sylar to ever gain her ability, for he would wreak havoc and no one, not even Peter would be able to stop him. But right now, she needed to find people and civilisation, hopefully nice people she thought, as she pushed her way through the trees.

...

After several hours of this, Clair was beginning to grow tired and bored of her surroundings, no matter how pretty they were. She could only take so much of trees and ferns before she longed to see something else. Like water for example. She had thought she had heard something akin to waves before but she had yet to see water or even a beach. Just more jungle. She knew it would probably be dark soon by the looks of the fading light and she did not much fancy the thought camping out in the wilderness without some water at least.

A twig snapped to her right and Claire froze, halting even her breathing as she tried to remain quiet. When an amused chuckle sounded from the trees, she closed her eyes in a grimace, knowing that whoever it was certainly knew she was there. Summoning her courage, she found her voice and called out to the people or person. People were what she had been looking for during the last several hours after all.

"Who's there?" she demanded, her eyes scanning up and down the trees as she tried to locate the source of the laughter. No one appeared but she could not shake the unnerving feeling of being watched, now that she knew someone was beyond the trees. "I know you're there," she shouted angrily, unnerved by their choice to stay hidden from her view. Why didn't they just come out? "And you know I'm here. So why don't you just come out and save me the trouble of coming to find you?"

"Maybe we don't want to be found," came the sly masculine voice and Claire's breathing hitched. The voice sounded young, but there was a definite malevolence lacing his every word.

"We?" Claire called out, trying to keep him talking so she could locate him herself. "So there's more of you?" Good to know, she thought uneasily. She took a deep breath. "So what is this then? Hide and seek?"

More laughter. "Nice try. A good game to be sure. But that's not what we're playing."

"What then?" she shouted into the trees, feeling sillier by the minute.

"Perhaps you've heard of this one... Cat and Mouse?"

Claire's blood ran cold and she whirled as she heard several twigs snap around her now, indicating that she was potentially being surrounded by many of these unknown intruders. Ability or not, she could easily be subdued by several men and she had no intention of letting that happen.

"Yeah?" she called out, hoping they wouldn't hear the fear leaking into her voice. "I've got another game you can play. It's called kiss my ass!"

The voice was positively delighted now as she heard several sniggers around her. "Well it's been a long time since I've heard an offer like that but hey... why not?"

Claire cursed silently, not wanting to encourage the voice any further as she backed up, away from the noise. She had only taken three steps back when she was seized roughly from behind, making her cry out as she kicked in alarm. Whoever had her though, moved their legs beyond her reach so that her sneakers scrabbled uselessly over the leaves. "Let me go," she screeched at her captive, trying to pry her arms free so she could elbow him in the face.

"Now you stop that! Or this is going to hurt very much," the voice said threateningly, tightening his hands on her in what he thought would be painful but the girl continued to struggle.

"You're the only one who's going to be in a world of hurt!" she hissed at him. "Now let me go!" She grunted in annoyance but the boy refused to let up even as several others appeared in her line of vision, emerging from the trees and dressed oddly in shades of brown and green and... was that boy seriously wearing tights? She momentarily stopped her struggles, unable to believe her eyes as he captor smirked in triumph. He gave a short whistle and another pair of hands seized her, allowing him to walk around her and to get a good look at the girl they had caught.

She was extremely pretty with long blonde curly hair, enormous blue eyes and a slim but curvaceous figure. It was a shame really that Pan did not allow girls on the island. But it was for a good reason. Girls were a distraction. Girls made you want to leave this place and there was no leaving Neverland. Still, if Pan was in a giving mood, he might let them have some fun with her before they sent her on her way. He had certainly not seen someone so pretty in such a long time. It would be a waste to send her away so soon.

"Who are you?" she demanded harshly and the boy's smile widened. He seemed to be 19 years of age but the darkness in his eyes spoke volumes. He was not just a mere boy.

"My name's Felix," he smirked at her. "And yours?"

"Bite me!"

Felix chuckled without humour glancing around at the other boys. "This one's got fire. You all know how Pan likes to play with fire." Raucous laughter sounded along with his words.

Claire twisted her arms in her captor's hands, letting out a cry of frustration. She continued to eye them all, their clubs, their bows and their strange garments. "And just what are you Boy Scouts auditioning for?" she snapped, feeling her hands grow numb from lack of blood flow as a result of her struggles. She needed to stop unless she wanted to lose their feeling altogether. "The Lost Boys?"

Several excited murmurs sounded around her and Felix raised an eyebrow. "Ah," he stated matter-of-factly. "So you're from that world?"

"What?" she demanded impulsively.

"We are in fact the Lost Boys," he told her as if that settled the matter.

Claire stared at him for a moment before letting out a harsh bark of laughter. "Ri-ii—ii—ght," she sing songed making Felix glare at her. "Of course you are. And I suppose Tinkerbell is around the corner too? Ohhhh, how about Peter Pan?" She shook her head at their simplicity. "You guys are crazy!"

A sharp slap had her head snapping to the side and Claire blinked in surprise, glaring furiously at the towering Felix as he withdrew his hand calmly. "Your teasing will not be tolerated by Pan," Felix told her as he eyed her up and down. "And that's if he decides to let you live. I'd curb your anger if I were you. You're in Neverland now. You play by Pan's rules."

The weight of what he was saying began to slowly sink into Claire and she eyed them all dubiously. What she had thought before she jumped into the portal... was it possible? She shook her head in denial. "You're crazy!" she shouted into his face again. "Neverland isn't real! It doesn't exist!"

"You've got a lot to learn girl," Felix growled at her. His attention was drawn momentarily to a dark shadow with glowing green eyes that appeared from the trees, floating ominously like some demented spectre. Claire's mouth dropped and she stared wide eyed at the creature as it took her in, feral eyes gleaming. A shudder wracked her body as its gaze passed over her before it hovered over Felix. An unspoken command passed between them and the boy nodded.

"I understand," he responded. He whistled again. "Come on, we're taking her to Pan. Now!"

Claire shook her head in denial as they begun to drag her through the trees. "No," she whispered frightfully. "Impossible. This is impossible."

"The impossible is exactly how this world came to exist," Felix smirked at her as he eavesdropped. "Welcome to Neverland."

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Oh and just another quick note! I will try and refer to Peter Pan as just Pan and Claire's uncle Peter as Peter so there is no confusion. But it should be all good from here anyways cos he won't make another appearance... or will he? Mwah ha ha! So what did you think? More after Christmas!