RobinGoodfellow-Puck

"Peter." The voice sung out, but he couldn't tell where it was coming from. He was standing at the lake behind his house, surrounded by a fog so thick he couldn't see seven feet ahead. "Peter." The voice sung across the lake. Peter took a step forward and fell into a chasm, void of the fog from above. "Peter help me." The voice was behind him now. "Where are you?" "Here." Peter almost jumped out of his skin as a hand with purple nails grasped his shoulder. "Marianna?" "Not quite." a voice hissed close to his ear. Peter whipped around to find a man with green eyes and bone colored hair standing arm length away, a vicious smile played

"Peter wake up." Peter slowly opened his eyes to see Destiny standing over him. "Where are we?" he groaned sitting up. "Still at school." she helped him get up. "What happened here?" he asked looking at all the scorch marks on the walls. "To you or this?" "Both." as he spoke a ceiling tile crashed to the floor. "Well it's a long story and it's time to go so, I'll tell you about it tomorrow ok?" "I guess." They walked out into the main hall as the dismissal bell rang. Peter's mom was waiting for him in the parking lot. "Hey how was it?" "I don't know. I was in the nurse's office all day." "Why?" "Cuz I fell and hit my head in firs

Chapter 2 "Peter look out." his mother was running toward him. "For what?" he looked around. They were in a huge marble building. It reminded him of the ancient temples that used to span Greece. Through the doors, past the pillars, he could see the sky darkening. The white thin clouds suddenly turning black and thick. The clouds were engulfing the temple as a girl glided her way up the stairs to him. "Hey you stupid talkative bastard. I know all about you." she was glaring directly at Peter. "What?" she looked familiar, but Peter couldn't figure out why. "You're a stupid, pathetic, no good, bastard who never knew his dad." she looked up