The Moment After
~ Disclaimer: The story of Once upon a Time does not belong to me, nor the characters ~
The night was deep in darkness as the citizens of Storybrooke gathered on the street where the spectacle of Emma Swan sacrificing herself for the women who brought her son up and the former mayor, Regina Mills. The dagger dropped on the concrete road as the wind howled and gasped also filled the air.
"Mom" Henry called out, worried as he ran towards the dagger. He stared down at it as Regina ran over to restrain him from picking the darkened dagger up. The silver from it reflected the moons light and into Henry's eyes as a tear dropped off his cheek and onto the dagger. His stare never left the sight of the dagger as his family ran over to see for themselves what was happening. Regina stared at the dagger, following the gaze of Henry with a shocked expression on her face.
"That. That should be my name on the dagger, not Emma's." Regina Whimpered as her voice began to break.
"She sacrificed herself to the darkness and saved you, that is her job. As the saviour" Mary - Margaret said, staring at the dagger and too her voice breaking and, like Henry, a tear dropping. Her eyes were like fragile glass, with the light reflecting off them. She pulled David in to hug her for comfort but he never made eye contact with her, the only focus he had was on that dagger which proclaimed and projected the name of the next Dark One, the name it said was overwhelming for the Charming family, Regina, Henry, Killian and Belle.
Regina ran to Robin for comfort, he wasn't as close to Emma as the others were because he was fairly new to the town. He knew she was the saviour and wanted to give the town's citizens their truly deserved happy endings. She helped Regina and helped the others remember their previous lives when they lived in the Enchanted Forest. Some of the memories being good, some of the memories being bad.
Henry, he had no words. Killian could feel his pain. Henry did the one thing which Emma would be happy to see, he ran to Killian, burying his head into the one handed pirate's shoulders as he hugged him. He felt like Killian was someone who he felt safe with, beside his grandparents of course. Killian had taught him how to sail and how to navigate using only the stars sparkling in the night sky, as he did with his father at such a young age. That was the beauty of being a fairytale character, he was able to experience the past and the present of the generation of Henry's family and spend time with his mother, his father and also spend time with him.
Killian too was fragile, like Mary - Margaret and David, he felt like he was losing his true love and the only woman he was ever able to love as he loved Mila. He was broken from the event as he hugged Henry tightly. They began to turn away as a string of both darkness and light burst out of the dagger and filled the air with rumbles following.
The light was dazzling, there was more darkness than there was light and because of this, it looked like the darkness has tiny little crystals inside of it because of the way the light was piercing through. There was a crash of thunder which lit the air up fully causing everybody to duck and throw their arms up to cover their faces.