The roar of waves. The rustling of wind through trees. It was all too familiar.

Lifting herself up, she tried to open her eyes. Slowly, her lids opened up as if she had been asleep for a long while. Her sight was met by a clear night sky with stars scattered through it. Underneath her was sand. The wind picked up, blowing chilled air all around her. Her once freshly pressed white frock now stuck to her like a second skin.

What I wouldn't give for a blanket right now…

Just as the thought entered her mind, a thick blanket appeared in front of her knees. Instead of grabbing it, she jumped back, wanting to scream.

" No…" she whispered. " I can't be here."

She looked around again. Yes, the trees were just as tall as she remembered them from her dreams as a child. She could remember climbing them, laughing as she did. They now filled her with fear.

She scrambled to her feet, only to trip over herself and fall to the sand. A cruel laugh reached her ears.

" No!" she said louder this time. Getting up again, successfully, she ran to the sea behind her.

" Leaving so soon?" a voice, his voice, said in her ear.

" GO AWAY!" she yelled into the night. She spun around herself, seeing no one.

An arm wrapped around her waist suddenly, a hand covering her mouth. She let out a scream.

" Sh sh sh sh, wouldn't want the boys to hear you. Didn't leave the best impression on them when you left us last time, hm?" the arm pulled her backwards, pressing her back into a body just over her height.

She tried in vain to jerk away from him, trying to pry his hand off her mouth, but in the back of her mind she knew it was useless. He knew that she knew.

" Calm down. You'll have to eventually. If you do I'll let you speak."

She did as she was told. He didn't break promises like that.

" Good girl." he freed her mouth, but kept his tight grip. " I've been waiting for you a long time, Ti-"

" DON'T call me that. My name is Lillian." she growled.

" But I love your other name so much better. You came up with it yourself, remember? Playing Indians in the trees? You've grown much since then."

" That was a long time ago, Pan. I never wanted to see this damn island ever again, now free me!" she demanded, squirming in his arms again. Pan didn't flinch.

" I think the name suits you much more now. You're a fighter, Tiger Lilly, and now you're mine."

" NO!" she elbowed him as hard as she could, and he let go.

She ran down the shore as fast as she could, dodging driftwood and roots, her heart pounding a hundred times faster that it should. Perhaps he was right, she was much more Tiger Lilly now than she was when she would pretend as child. She had mastered the landscape of this place before, and she could do it again. That thought spurred her on, getting away from trouble had been Tiger Lilly's ( and Lillian's) speciality. Her long dark hair flew freely behind her, having broken away from the pins that once held it captive. That soon proved to be her downfall. Pan flew right behind her and grabbed hold of the silky length. Lillian was pulled down hard to the sand, knocking the wind out of her. Stars flew in her vision, but Pan's dark form soon entered it. She attempted to sit up, but he was quicker. Pan pushed her back down by her shoulders, his body still levitating dangerously close to her own.

" Remember what I said about the lost boys, Lilly. They will be out for your blood when they find out you're here. Not me though." Pan lowered himself down, straddling her hips. She put her hands on his shoulders and pushed, but he was too strong. He chuckled at her futile resistance.

" Oh, Lilly, Silly Lilly…" he smiled at her, but it was far from kind. He switched his hands from her shoulders to her wrists and slammed them above her head. " Don't you understand? I don't want them to kill you."

" You don't?" Lilly questioned him, fear in her voice. Her hazel eyes were locked with his piercing green ones.

" No. I need you for something more important. You see, before I came here, I had another life; experiences that I've not had in a very long time. It gets lonely on an island filled with just boys, Lilly. Very lonely." his grip tightened. Lilly watched as his eyes scanned down her body, realizing that her frock was still very wet and very see-through.

" You're lying. There's not just boys here. That girl you have, Wen-"

" Wendy? Wendy Darling?" Pan laughed out loud. " She's only a child. I wouldn't dream of doing this to her." Pan ground his hips into hers. Her body gave an uncontrolled jerk when she realized what he was getting at.

" No, please!" she cried, tears springing from her eyes.

" Oh, by all means, beg. I love it when you beg." Pan leaned down and said the words right into her ear. Lilly whimpered and turned away, only giving him access to her neck. His lips grazed her skin, making her jerk again.

" Please stop, please..." Lilly sobbed, her tears running down her temples. Pan lifted his head. His eyes turned impatient. He released her hands, but they stayed where they were, bound by an invisible restraint.

" Don't cry, Lilly. It's unladylike." Pan wiped her tears away. He ran a hand through her hair and leaned down until their foreheads touched. " You've no idea how long its been since I was with someone. You'd be lying if you say you don't feel something right now."

He was right. Lilly couldn't deny the warm feeling deep inside her body whenever Pan pressed into her. That made her cry all the more.

" Shhhhh, it's alright. Give into it. Believe it." Pan held Lilly's jaw in his fingers and captured her lips with his.

Lilly knew she wasn't going to escape, not like the last time she was here. Last time, she only had to wake herself up. It was real now.

Go along with it. Maybe he'll let you go after he's done.

" You know, I've been thinking…" Pan said against her skin, his lips moving back to her neck, " Your spirit is very strong, and I admire that. Not many girls have one like that. It would quite a shame to… break it, shall we say?" Pan spared her from his oddly gentle kisses to look her in the face again.

" I have a proposition for you, Tiger Lilly. I'm going to let you go free, provided you cooperate. You may roam the island as much as you want. I'll even tell the boys to leave you alone. But you must always come to me whenever I need you. No matter where you are, no matter what you are doing, you must come to me when I call and do whatever I say. Understand?"

Lilly didn't know what to say. It was obvious to her what Pan meant about " needing" her.

" A-and if I don't?"

A wide smile spread across his face. " I'm sure the boys and I will have great fun hunting you."

He was being pretty fair, she thought. He was giving her a chance to live here, which was rare for anyone, especially a girl as old as she was. All she had to do was submit to him; the island had no concept of time, so there would be no physical changes to her… and she knew how cruel those lost boys were. Her death by their hands would be slow and painful.

What are you doing?! Do not give in! DON'T!

" No one will come after me?" Lilly asked quietly.

" No one, provided you are good girl and follow orders. It's just like our old games; I win, you win, remember?"

Lilly took a sniff and made her decision, pushing her screaming conscience aside for now.

Better sex than death.

" You win."

" Good choice."

Upon reflection, it really wasn't that bad. He was surprisingly gentle with her in the beginning, obviously knowing what he was doing. It was near the end when he got rough, using his teeth more and leaving painful marks on her skin. He let her keep her frock on (he'd left most of his clothing on as well), only unbuttoning the front to let his hands wander over her body. Anytime she would sniffle or tears came to her eyes, Pan would silence her with deep kiss and whisper " Stop that."

Afterward, they both laid on the sand. Pan was still on top of her, panting as pleasure went through him. He lifted up only to put his trousers back on and came right back to where he had been.

" Put your arms around me." Pan said, his voice a little rougher than it was before. Lilly felt her wrists get released. She had nearly lost the circulation in her arms, making them limp and heavy. Pan saw her struggling to move them and laughed softly, taking her wrists again and bringing her arms down. The second she got feeling back she did as she was told, wrapping her arms around Pan's body.

" Good girl." he said and rewarded her with another deep, intrusive kiss.

For Lilly, kissing him was the best and worst part. He was very good at it, which helped her imagine that she was with someone else. At the same time, she was kissing the person whom she feared most in the world, and that never left her mind no matter how much she tried.

" My shadow has watched you all these years. I told it to keep a close eye on you when you stopped dreaming of me. You've had quite a life, I must say. Lived through a war, horrible people, most of them adults. Even your parents, though that bomb took care of them, didn't it?"

It felt like she'd been punched right in the heart. Her parents had been pathological liars to her, but they still were her parents. They were the ones who she ran to when she woke up from her last trip to Neverland.

" What did I say about the crying?" Pan's voice got stern.

" I-I'm sorry…" Lilly whimpered. Pan rolled his eyes. He gave her one last peck on the lips before getting up.

" On your feet." he said. Lilly quickly did so.

Pan pulled on the rest of his clothes, keeping his eyes on her the whole time. His eyes fell on her exposed chest.

" Honestly, close up your dress. You are a lady, after all." he said sarcastically.

Am I? Not after that.

She buttoned her dress up as best she could, as some had fallen off during... their game. She held as still as a rod when she finished, despite her legs shaking from the assault. Pan walked a circle around her, watching her hair whip around in the wind. A smirk appeared on his face and he came behind her, grabbing her like before. He let his cruel hands wander over her body, grabbing every where Lilly didn't want him; her chest was squeezed and groped with one hand and the other made its way down her stomach until it found what it wanted. She was still sore when he decided to run his fingers along it, making Lilly gasp in pain and pleasure.

As soon as he started it, it ended. Pan stepped away, leaving Lilly panting and uncomfortably wet between her legs. She felt like her knees would give out at any moment.

" Do not forget our deal. I'll ensure a very slow and very painful death if you ever dare to defy me."

Lilly heard his voice right in her ears. She whipped around, a sob threatening to escape her throat,but she was alone.

Pan was gone.