Now of course he smirked when she replied and it grew more when she offered her hand. Usually Shadow wasn’t into the whole hand shakes, but with her. He wanted to try something new. He shook her hand, but as he did; something was injected her hand and grew to be a black mark on her palm. It didn’t look like any mark known, it seemed simple but the scent on the mark would scare away those that knew of the Shadow. “Good, cause forgetting means that I will just have to restart your whole experience on Neverland again. And I bet you don’t even want that now do you?” He asked. But before she could even answer, he grabbed her wrist when he pulled his hand away from hers and started to fly off with her in tow. His grip only tighten the more high they reached. It did not take them long until they reached the island. Shadow dropped his grip and let her fall into the sea. Fairly close to shore but not close enough to not be seen by the mermaids and sirens that surrond the island. “Swim fast little bird, they haven’t eaten in days”
Wendy shrieked and wrenched her hand away from him, drawing it towards her chest before cautiously glancing at the mark. Like the black spot, she thought, reminded of the book Treasure Island and the verdict of judgement placed upon those marked. The Darling gave an involuntary shiver as she stared at it, only to determinedly close her fingers into a fist, tucking the black stain away - out of sight and hopefully out of mind,
“No, I don’t, but I do want to know what you just did to my ha---Ah!” Wendy’s stinging retort slipped into a high pitched cry as she was forcefully grabbed and pulled through the open window. Had she not feared for her life the entire journey, Wendy would have probably enjoyed the flight as she had the flight time she ventured through the skies. Now, she merely clung to his arm, her nails digging into his flesh, as if a small reminder that while he had her in his grasp, Wendy Darling would not take his cruelty without biting back.
Yet no even her sharp grip could hold her weight as she felt him loosen his hold. “Don’t you dare,” Wendy threatened as she glanced beneath them only for him to let her go entirely. She screamed bloody murder as she plummeted towards the ocean, cringing in pain as her bare legs beneath her nightgown hit the water. She kicked as best she could with a layered nightgown and shawl on, to break the surface, drawing in as much air as possible before sinking slightly, the elaborate dressing gown dragging her back down to the depths. She shrugged it off quickly, her heart sinking as she watched it disappear.
“You absolute tosser!” the Darling girl yelled at the shadow, before clumsily thrashing her way to the shore. Despite never being a strong swimmer, Wendy’s fright pushed her towards the shore in a rather decent time, with only a few brushes of webbed hands at the soles of her feet - more enough to spur her on. Wet and tired, she trudged up onto the sand and sat herself down to begin wringing out her hair, breathing heavily as she did.
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