Hey guys, so here is my spin on a role reversal of Emma and Killian. Emma is Captain Hook and Killian is the saviour.
Also to all those following Basket of Love, I plan to have the next chapter up in the next few days.
UNEDITED apologizes for any mistakes. It's nearly ten thirty at night and I'm super tired.
I have no idea what happend, but when I woke up this morning, this fanfic was no longer up. I'm guessing their was a system crash or anything.
Chapter One: The Doctor
Killian Jones couldn't believe that he had just burnt the wardrobe that would be able to take he, and his mother, Mary Margaret, also known as Snow White, back to Storybrooke, but he couldn't let Cora get to his son, Henry. His paternal instincts had taken over, and in that moment, he didn't want Cora anywhere near Henry. Now though, he was struggling to think of a positive thought, his mind wandering over other possibilities of being able to get home. He was walking ahead of his mother and their two new travelling companions, Mulan and Aurora, the three women discussing how they were going to let the people in the small Safe Haven about Sir Lancelot's death.
"I'm a terrible liar." Aurora muttered. "Always have been and always will be."
Killian heard his mother sigh. "You're not lying. Lancelot will have died a very honourable death against that vile woman. Plus, Cora escaped either way people look at it. Trust me Aurora, you can do this. All you are doing it telling the truth."
This time it was Killian's turn to sigh. "Yes, do that if you want to cause panic amongst your people. By the sounds of it, they are afraid of this woman, and telling her you don't know where she is and has escaped will only cause them more un-needed fear."
"Yes, but…" Aurora was cut off mid-sentence as Mulan suddenly stepped forward, drawing her sword. "Wh…what is it?" Aurora's tone was shaky.
"The guard tower is empty. There is always someone in there. Something is not right." Mulan warned, her eyes glancing around wearily.
Killian pulled out his sword as well, knowing that Mulan was right. The atmosphere around them suddenly felt extremely tense and nothing could be heard apart from the sway of the trees in the wind and the calls from birds.
Killian, Mary Margaret and Aurora followed Mulan up the dirt path to the entrance of the Safe Haven, and once inside, their worst fears were confirmed. Dead bodies were everywhere. Men, women and children. There was no life amongst any of them, and Aurora felt as though she was going to throw up at the sight, and the grip she already had on Mary Margaret's arm only increased, strong enough to leave a bruise tomorrow morning.
"Oh my god…" Killian whispered lost for words, as he ran his fingers through his hair in a stressed manner.
"We were safe here." Mulan said. "Protected. I can't understand how the ogres managed to find us."
Mary Margaret managed to pull away from Aurora to bend down next to a corpse beside her, which happened to be one of a small child, no older than four, and Mary Margaret's eyes widened in horror.
"Oh, ogres didn't do this." She whispered in a heartbroken manner. "This was Cora. All their hearts have been ripped out. We need to stop her before she hurts anyone else."
Mulan glanced around again. "We're too late here to do that." She sighed, a lone tear trickling down her cheek.
Killian sadly nodded in agreement, as he scanned around, praying that someone had at least survived this horrible fate. Slowly and carefully, he made his way through some of the corpses still searching. It was only when he reached the middle of the field that he saw slight movement amongst the bodies.
"Help!" A distressed female voice called. "Please help me."
"There's someone under here!" Killian shouted to the others, as he began to hastily, but carefully move a body aside.
He wasn't prepared for the sight of a beautiful blonde haired, green eyed and quite sexy looking women to emerge, as he freed her. He wasn't even thinking straight when he helped her to stand, his arm remaining around her waist in a supportive manner.
"Oh god." She groaned, looking around, her eyes widening in fear.
Mary Margaret rushed forward and stopped in front of her, and failed to notice that Killian was in a trance with the blonde, his soft gaze still on her.
"You're going to be okay." Mary Margaret promised in a sincere tone.
"Please help me." The blonde whispered, screwing her eyes shut, as though she was trying to block out all the horrors around her.
"We're not going to hurt you." Killian assured in a soft tone, finally removing his arm from her waist.
The blonde finally re-opened her eyes and her green ones bet his blue ones, and very slowly she nodded. She went to take a step, but her legs wobbled. Killian and Mary Margaret both quickly reached out to steady her.
"She needs to rest." Mary Margaret said, as she guided the blonde to a picnic table.
Killian followed closely behind as Mary Margaret helped Emma to the table, Aurora now helping as well. Once Emma was sat down, she rested her head in the palm of her hand.
Despite this woman being beautiful, Killian couldn't quite shake the feeling that something was off about her. He couldn't figure out why she was the only survivor out of everyone. Killian found himself coming to the conclusion that he would question this woman and go from there.
Ten minutes later, the blonde was still sitting at the table, her head still in the palm of her hand, her breath still coming out heavy. Aurora made her way over and sat down beside her, not saying anything, offering silent comfort. Killian turned away from the scene to see Mulan walking up to him.
"So you've seen her before?" Killian asked, as he filled a cup full of fresh water.
'Yes. She's a teacher. She came to us a few months ago. She says her village was attacked by ogres, hence her one hand."
"One hand?" Killian asked, in a surprised manner.
"Yes, her left hand." Mulan answered honestly. 'It's really sad, but I don't understand why Cora would leave a lone survivor."
"Aye." Killian agreed. "There is something rather off about it. Messy almost. I think our friend here may be lying to us."
Mulan looked mildly surprised at Killian's words.
"I just believe that Cora has messed with us before. Who's to say she won't try it again? Plus, something is off about that woman."
Mulan and Killian moved towards the blonde who still looked rather pale.
"Here you go." Killian said, passing the woman the water.
"Th…thank you." She breathed, her eyes scanning over Killian, before she brought the cup to her lips and downed the water in one go.
"So…" Killian said, sitting down next to her, propping his head on his hand, trying not to alert the woman that he was suspicious of her. "How did you survive, lass? The island is full of corpses and yet here you are."
The blonde looked at him softly and tears threatened to fall. "She slaughtered everyone. I panicked. I was afraid and was a coward. I hid under the bodies of those who had already been killed. It was so awful."
Aurora reached over the table and took the woman's hand in hers, and Killian gave the blonde a soft smile.
"Well, I'm glad to see that someone made it." Mary Margaret whispered, before turning to Killian, who was now standing up again. "We need to bury the deceased and then continue to find a way home. I want to get to know my grandson some more, and I did only get five minutes with my husband."
Whatever Mary Margaret had said, immediately perked up the blond, who was now flashing a smile, which seemed too bright after what she had just been through, and straight away, Killian knew she was lying.
"You have a grandson?" She asked. "Well, I do know this land rather well, I can guide you…"
She was cut off midsentence when Killian yanked her head back, and a held a very sharp dagger against her throat, digging in slightly.
"Killian!" Mary Margaret scolded in a horrified manner.
Killian leaned down, his lips close to her ear. "Sorry to burst your bubble lass, but you're not guiding us anywhere until you tell us who you really are."
The blonde winced, and Mary Margaret stepped forward. "Killian, remove the damn dagger now. This poor woman has been through hell and back today, and this is the last thing she needs."
This time it was Mulan who caught a small slip up from the blonde. The woman had rolled her eyes, and before anyone had grasped what was happening, Mulan pulled the blonde from Killian's arms, before using the hilt of her sword to knock her out. Killian reached out and caught the falling woman before she hit the ground, and threw her over his shoulder.
"What are you doing?" Aurora exclaimed, not believing what she was seeing.
"Tying her to that tree." Killian answered without any hesitation, walking towards the tree he was talking about.
"Why?" Mary Margaret asked. "She's a terrified young wo…"
"She's not who she says she is." Killian snapped in a rather angry tone. "Trust me. I know when someone is lying and she is."
It was a struggle to get the blonde tied to the tree between Killian and Mulan, but when they finally did, she came around a few moments later, clearly disorientated. Her green eyes fluttered open and Killian quickly moved towards her.
"Wh…what happened?" She slurred, before trying to move. "What?"
"You're tied to a tree." Killian smirked as her eyes met his, and he was right, she was extremely beautiful.
"Are you serious?" She muttered glaring at him. "I told you…"
"Ah, ah lass." Killian interrupted. "Who are you?"
"I told you, I'm just a teacher." She mumbled.
"Don't believe you." Killian replied, before whistling loudly.
It only took a few moments for an ogres roar to respond, and Killian smirked when he saw that the blonde sent him a death stare.
"Come on, if you want to live, tell me who you really are or you are going to become an ogre's dinner." She simply just stared and Killian shrugged and turned to Mary Margaret, Aurora and Mulan. "Come on, we should get out of here."
Killian started walking away and he could sense that the blonde was becoming extremely restless.
"Good for you!" Her voice called after a few moments. "You bested me. I can count the number of people who have done that on one hand."
Killian stopped walking and turned back to face her. "Really? Is that supposed to be funny? Start talking." Killian made his way back towards her and stopped in front of her.
"My name's Emma Swan." Emma glared. "But people have taken to calling me by my more colourful moniker, Hook."
Mary Margaret's eyes widened in shock. "Hook?"
Killian watched as his mother dug into Emma's satchel, and sure enough, she pulled a silver gleaming hook out.
"Hook? As in Captain Hook?" Killian asked in surprise.
"Aye, I see you've heard of me then." She smirked in a flirtatious manner.
"Aren't you supposed to be a man?"
Emma's eyes narrowed and Killian didn't need to be a scientist to see that she was not impressed with this.
"All woman." She smirked again, her eyes drifting to her chest, which was covered by a large grey cape. "Now if you could kindly cut me loose."
"Why did Cora send you?" Mary Margaret asked.
"To gain your trust. She too wants to get to your world, using that magical wardrobe." Emma explained.
Killian looked at her. "She'll have to find another way. The wardrobe is now ash. I burnt it."
Emma rolled her eyes. "Don't you know anything? The enchantment remained, which is now in Cora's possession, but, she needs a magical compass to obtain passage to your land, which only I can procure for her. Without me, she won't be able to find your land. The ashes will only open a portal. So, considering that the three off you seem to resourceful, I'll offer you the same deal as I did with her. I'll help you obtain the magic compass first, and then we can get the ashes, if you can provide me with safe transportation to your land."
Killian raised an eye-brow at her, only for Emma to do the same back to him. Another loud roar came, and Killian once again held the dagger against her throat. Emma simply sent him another spiteful look.
"You have one chance to convince me not to leave you here for all the lives you took." Killian hissed.
Clearly this had hit a sour nerve with Emma, as she glared even more angrily if possible, as though she had practised this glare.
"That was Cora."
Killian nodded his understanding, as he could see she was not lying in her answer, but he still couldn't help but narrow his eyes.
"And yet you did nothing to try and stop her, did you? Now, why does Captain Hook want to go to Storybrooke?"
Emma stared straight into his eyes and didn't blink. "To enact revenge on the man who took my hand. Rumplestiltskin."
Killian continued to look Emma in the eyes as the sound of the ogre moved ever closer.
"So…" Emma prodded. "Are you going to be a gentleman?"
Killian used the dagger to slice through the rope, before grabbing her elbow. "I'm always a gentleman."
"Never would've guessed." Emma snapped, before Killian quickly tied her wrists together, before pulling her along with him.
Mary Margaret was now looking at Emma with utter disgust, as was Aurora, as she flashed them both a smirk as Killian pulled her past them.
"We should take cover." Mulan said, as the now party of five moved quickly into the trees.
"Aye." Killian replied, as he continued to lead the group, not knowing where he was going.
"Over there." Emma spoke up, gesturing towards a fallen tree. "I've been staying there. The ogre or ogres won't find us there."
Killian looked at her harshly. "You try anything, and I will throw you out to the ogres."
Emma cockily held up her bound wrists and rolled her eyes, before Killian pushes her into the tree hideout first. Mulan, Aurora and Mary Margaret went in before Killian. Once inside, Killian was surprised to see that there was a small table, a couple of chairs and a bed. Emma was longing on the bed, ignoring the hatred looks coming from the other women.
"How long do you think we should wait out?" Killian asked.
"Ten minutes." Mulan answered.
Emma let out a rough chuckle, something which Killian would have found quite sexy if he wasn't so against her at that moment in time.
"Give it an hour. They are smarter then they look. They'll wait easily half an hour in case we decide to leave." Emma said, looking at Mulan. "Honestly, don't you know anything about ogres?"
Mulan glared, before turning her back on Emma, Aurora and Mary Margaret mirroring her actions. Killian sat on the edge of the bed.
"Normally, I prefer to do more enjoyable activities bound and on a bed. But alas, this doesn't look like one of those times." Emma said, nudging Killian with her booted foot. "You look like you'd be good in…"
"Enough before I gag you." Mary Margaret snapped. "We might as well rest."
An hour later, Emma was still bound at the hands as she led the others through the forest. She was walking ahead with Mulan, whilst Aurora followed a few steps behind and Mary Margaret and Killian even further back. Eventually, they stopped back a fallen tree and sure enough in the distance, a tall beanstalk jutted out from the ground.
"Are you sure you are not going to betray us to Cora?" Mary Margaret asked.
"No. You three are far safer company." Emma answered honestly.
"Let me guess, the compass is up there." Killian muttered. "Terrible long way to climb."
Emma glanced at him from the corner of her eye. "It's not the climb you have to worry about. It's the giant at the top."
Mulan signalled for Emma to climb over the log and she did, the others following. Killian remained still for a few moments before catching up to walk next to Emma. For some reason, he felt like he needed to keep his eye on this woman, and he planned to.
Thoughts?
So depending on whether you want me to continue or not, I'm going to leave this as a one-shot for now.