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Me and my Broken heart

Louis approached the Lost Boy's camp with caution, hoping that Ombra wasn't out anytime soon. But, he crept closer and closer to Jax's tent, which seemed to be wide open. When Louis arrived at the entrance. he cleared his throat and smiled slightly. "Jax. We need to talk." There were no feelings in Louis that could possibly stop him now. Although, Louis figured a few days away from each other would make things better. Maybe, they would become brothers. Brothers who have a weird relationship together, sorta like a bromance.

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Louis walked back to the Lost boy's camp, voiceless, and saw Pan. He immediately trudged towards him and poked him. He stared at the boy in anger, and fear, for his voice was in Pan's grasp. He could simply snap, and he'd get his beautiful voice back. Although, Louis figured Pan had started to hate Louis and his guts. 

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Louis pressed the arrow head lightly against the palm of his hand, "Not strong enough." He threw the arrow to the side and picked up another arrow he had made, doing the same thing, "Still not enough..." He buried his face in his palms, "Is there no good resources around here? Geez!" He was sitting in an open area in the forest, where he found it easy to concentrate. It wasn't exactly safe though, because the risk of getting attacked, or mauled by an animal was high, if there were any animals in Neverland. As the moment passed, the thought came to pass, "Pirates."

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Louis walked into the forest, hearing the glimmering sounds of what seemed to him sparkles. Louis loved them, because he often decorated stuff he made with them. It made things for him look fablouis and that's all that mattered to him. As he neared a distant tree, he felt the earnest need to stay here forever. If this was were fairies lived, it seemed like heaven here. There was no fighting, or any sort of violence visible. "Faye? Are you here?" Louis shouted. 

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Outcast

Louis stood at the tree, being his normal self hanging around nature. It seemed to appreciate him for once, because it had never been as comforting. Although, he felt lonely. Almost all of the lost boys scorned him, except Fox and Peter, and Curly. They possibly remembered him being a traitor to them and siding with the lost girls. He couldn't blame them. Interaction with the enemy was bad. Although, he respected everyone, but had to act as if he hated them, because the one thing he feared, Ombra, would kill him if he found out about it. He looked up at the group and smiled, "It must be nice to be a part of the group, huh?" Louis said aloud, not noticing that someone had heard him.

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First Encounter

Louis painfully strode through the tree branches, finally arriving back at camp. He looked around and noticed no one was there. There was usually a group of guys dancing around the fire, and Pan playing his flute, which Louis loved. The music that was played made Louis want to get one of his own, just so he can play music and find out what its like. "Pan, if you can hear this, mind if I get one of those flutes you have? It'd be cool!" Louis smirked and turned his head towards a quiet cough. "Hello? Who's there?" He pulled out his bow and pressed his back on the bark on a tree and loaded his bow, "Who goes the-" He looked at Curly with wide eyes, who looked so innocent. "Oh God...Curly...I'm so sorry! I thought you were an intruder!" 

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Louis ran back to camp, hoping that Peter Pan would be there. Still, he feared witnessing the Ombra control Pan's actions. In general, Louis was frightened of the Ombra. Ombra was the master, and Louis was the slave. Whatever Ombra told him to do, Louis would be forced to it, not because he had to, but because his life was on the line. As soon as Louis came into the perimeters of the camp, he stopped and smiled. He was back on Lost boy turf, and it was where he had started. "Pan! Peter Pan!" Louis shouted with joy, "Where are you?"

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Waking up from Slumber

Louis opened his eyes, realizing he had napped longer than he had intended to. Although, the setting in which he had occupied was more comfortable than any camp he had been to. He was at a quiet part of the island, where comfort was definitely promising. He wished he hadn't woken from his "hibernation", but there were things that needed to be done. Such included training from Pan, and meeting up with his friends. They couldn't be that busy right about now. Louis got up and walked to the part of the island where everyone was. The environment seemed so different here, rather than his new home. He would now not need a lost boy camp, lost girl, nor Indian camp to inhabit for a home, but rather his own homemade home. One that is made out of secure and strong material. One that takes its place in one of the most comfortable places he has ever been to on Neverland. He had gained some new techniques, and lifestyles. He even learned to sharpen his instincts, and learned to trust his guts more. Almost instantly, he darted around and smiled, "Nice to see you again."