Daniella's POV
Wendy left about 5 minutes ago, said she needed a walk, I doubt that.
I sat in the middle of camp getting weird glances from the Boys but none of them actually approached me for some reason.
After a while, of sitting and being bored out of my mind, going to the beach sounded like a fantastic idea. I got up and shoved my hands in my pocket as I made my way through the boundary of thick forest that surrounds the camp.
I didn't feel like transporting there because I needed some time to think. After all that happened with Peter, I'm still confused.
Out of no where, a shriek filled the blissful silence, shattering my thoughts. Seeing as though I had nothing better to do, I sped up into a jog, following the ear wrenching noise. I stopped outside the enterance to a tunnel carved into the rock, to catch my breath. With a quick flick of my wrist a small fire lit in my palm, lighting my surroundings. The tunnel was narrow and there seemed to be a dim light at the end. As I continued cautiously, the tunnel grew into an open cavern. The Losties' shadows danced wildly on the cave wall in the dimly lit fire light.
A boy stood in the middle multiple bruises covered his shirtless body, he was skinny and his eyes were covered with a blindfold and his hands were tied firmly behind his back. A bush of dark brown hair clung to his sweaty forehead as he struggled to free himself.
The Boys standing around him, yelled and spat at him. A sturdy knot was tied around his neck using a thick vine and guess who was holding the end of it? Captain rapist.
Peter stood in the usual position (front and center so every one can look up to his superiority) what a dick head. His newly bruised knuckles were stained with blood and his face was covered in some type of paste making him look like an Aboriginal.
I pushed through the crowd of idiots to stand in front of Peter. He smiled down at me with a mischevious glint in his eyes as I scoulded him. "Daniella! Glad you could make the show!" He bellowed and the douches around him hollered in reply.
"Let him go!" I screamed.
"No, we always sacrifice the runt of the group at initiation. You wouldn't want to break tradition." We didn't break eye contact as he slowly tugged at the rope. The boy stood on his tip toes as he began to choke and gasp for air.
"Stop it!" I yelled as he pulled down the vine swiftly, the boy's desperate pleas for help caught in his throat as his feet left the ground.
I nearly ran to him if it weren't for Percy, he grabbed my arms and held me back. I continued to scream in protest until he clapped his hand over my mouth. As I watched in horror as the boy continued to try struggle as the vine tightened around his neck. I bit down on Percy's hand and he released me immediatly.
Anger bubbled in me, without thinking, I swiped the dagger from Peter's belt and cut the boy loose. He fell to the ground in a heap of limbs, the Lost Boys yelled at me and tried to grab me but i ended up punching a few of them in the face.
I looked up at Peter who scoulded me coldly as I helped the boy out of the noose. I turned back to the injured lad and placed my hand on his bruised cheek and in a flash we were transported to my shared treehouse. Quickly placing a spell on the fortress so no one could enter.
I helped him onto my bed as he cried out in pain. I undid the knots that dug into his wrists and the blindfold. I was met with a bright set of green eyes, similar to Peter's eyes.
I helped him to slowly lie down, while his face contorted with pain.
After he was somewhat comfortable, I checked for injuries... There were a lot. A sprained ankle, a black eye, 3 other bruises on his face,many bruises and cuts on his chest and back and rope burns on his wrists and neck.
He watched me carefully as I started to bandage him up. "Thank you." He mumbled before he closed his swollen eyelids and fell asleep, snoring rather loudly.
"Your welcome, sorry you were Peter's bitch for the day."
Yaaay new character!!
I love writing this story, I'm actualyy writing out chapter 16 already. Hope you guys enjoy it just as much as I do.
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