Chapter Seventy One

                                    

                                          
Pan's point of view
                          
With a flick of the wrist I teleported the four of us, plus Pandora's box, back to the main clearing.
                          
In an instant, Captain Hook and Charming had both drawn their swords but they were no match for me. Another jerk of a finger and they too were hovering a few inches over the ground, bound together by an invisible force.
                          
"Tie each of them against a tree!" I ordered and the Lost Boys hastily obliged.
                          
Once they were done I cast two curses, one on Emma and the other on Regina so as to prevent them from using magic. Then, I opened Pandora's Box and let my son out. 
                          
Red mist shimmered and took the form of the Dark One, then it disappeared and he stumbled to the ground. I didn't give him a second to breathe before I'd tied him up against a tree too. I'd cast the same curse as I did on Emma and Regina before he was even conscious of what was happening around him. 
                          
I grinned nastily as he opened his eyes. I wanted him to suffer, feel the misery I'd felt. I was going to kill them all before him, and even though he pretended otherwise, I knew he cared for all these people. And then, once he'd watched everyone he cared about get murdered by me, then I'd lock him up in the box for eternity.
                          
Or perhaps I'd only kill his son, Baelfire. That would truly devastate him. Then perhaps, he'll feel the agony I felt, but he won't be able to do a single thing about it.
                          
"Pan! What do you want?" Emma shouted, infuriated and grief stricken, jerking me out of my thoughts of vengeance. "You already killed Henry, what more do you want from us? Let us go!"
                          
I approached her with an expression of mock sympathy on my face. 
                          
"Aww, is someone sad that I cut off their magic?" I asked as I curled a lock of her blond hair around my finger. She leaned away from me but, being tied up against a tree and all, she didn't have much room to lean away. "Or is it because I killed her son?"
                          
"Leave her alone!" Baelfire shouted at the same time that Hook yelled, "Don't talk to her like that!"
                          
I smirked, an idea had just crossed my mind. Oh this was going to be hilarious.
                          
"How cute, both of your boyfriends are protecting you, Savior. But the question is, who will you choose?"
                          
She glared at me but stayed mute.
                          
"I said, who will you choose?" I snarled.
                          
"Why should I answer you?" she spit back.
                          
I grinned. "Because I'll kill whoever's left over.
                          
Her eyes widened. "You wouldn't dare."
                          
"Watch me."
                          
"And what if I don't choose anyone?" She asked, trying to sound brave despite her shaking voice.
                          
"Simple. I'll kill both of them."
                          
Emma looked around desperately, trying to find a way out. I felt her push against the magical restraints I'd put on her, trying to break free. Regina and Rumpelstiltskin caught up in what she was trying to do and did the same. The three of them were combining their powers against mine and perhaps, if I hadn't had Henry's heart, they could've overpowered me. But not anymore, I was way too strong.