Awww, I knew I couldn't stay away from you guys for long!
I'm back in action with the next Captain Swan story :)
Couple side notes first:
-Frozen will not be in this story
-The famous Captain Swan kiss did not occur at the end of season 3
-Post Season 3
I'M GETTING MY COPY OF SEASON 3 TODAY. YAAAAAASSSSSSSSSSSS.
Once Upon a Time © ABC
I dumped my keys on the bookshelf and tossed my coat near the ground, not really caring about the neatness of my apartment at the moment. I didn't even bother to turn the lights on that night; I was beyond tired. My body still ached with trouble from the Wicked Witch, ending only two weeks ago with the death of Neal. I managed a smile at the memory of my younger brother, sitting happily in the diner only a few minutes ago. I'd left to come home and take a long warm shower now that everything was at peace again.
For now.
I trudged down the hallway and stumbled into my room. I fumbled around for a pair of sweats and a tank top before making a beeline for the bathroom. With little energy, I reached over and let the hot water pour into the tub, instantly warming my skin to the touch.
I stacked towels by the sink along with my comfortable change of clothes. I peeled off my work clothes from the sheriff station and turned to look in the mirror slowly. I grimaced, not caring for the scared reflection I saw. I pinned my hair up and examined my shoulders. Three scratches ran down from my shoulder to my hip, no doubt monkey claws. Bruises adorned my arms and stomach, and there were dark circles under my eyes.
I turned from the horror in the mirror and slowly sank into the tub with a sigh. The warm water relaxed my entire being instantly. I closed my eyes leisurely. Oh, this was good.
I felt sleep taking me over. I began to succumb to it until a sound in the apartment startled me. I sat up suddenly, causing the water to splish and splash all over the tub. Although I was hoping it was nothing more than a creak in the floorboards, my instincts knew better. I quietly got out of the tub and dried off, throwing on my sweats and tank top. I picked up the nearest weapon, which happened to be Henry's baseball bat sitting in the hallway, and crept into the kitchen.
Something was very, very wrong here.
Nightmares began flooding my mind all too quickly. Images of Neverland and death flew by my eyes, and I stumbled back slightly, startled by the sudden memories. But I wasn't about to let those stop me. I kept a firmer grip on the bat and crept into the living room.
The TV was off, and the open curtains provided the only light in the room. I shut them quickly, not wanting to give the stranger an advantage. I wandered over to the window by the fire escape to shut those curtains too, but stopped dead in my tracks when I reached toward the window.
There was a gentle breeze coming in, blowing the curtains slightly. The window had been opened.
There was someone in the apartment.
My heart picked up speed. This wasn't anything I couldn't handle. I defeated the freaking Wicked Witch for goodness sakes. I can handle this.
Yes, but you had help with the witch.
"Not helping brain," I murmured so quietly I wasn't even sure if I'd said it aloud.
I gently walked towards the door of the apartment. If this guy wanted in, then I was out. Snow and Charming didn't live far. I reached for the doorknob and yanked my hand back. I bit my lip and swallowed the gasp of pain I almost gave out. The knob was outrageously hot, and a small black glow was emitting from it.
The door had been sealed with magic. Dark magic.
I turned to yell into the apartment and tell Regina to quit her joke and that I wasn't in the mood for her magic training, but a crunch under my foot silenced me before I could even speak. I looked down at the dark substance on my foot. Crumbles of dirt and small rocks were by the door. Regina would NEVER be this sloppy. She has Henry tonight anyway…
Great. So now I have someone in the house with dark magic probably trying to kill me. Does this town even believe in vacation?
A creek behind me alerted me of a presence. I reached for my gun off of the bookshelf and held it to my side. Gun in one hand, baseball bat in the other: I could take this jerk.
But there was something deep down inside of me that seemed to be screaming 'run'. As if this unknown force was much stronger than I could ever imagine. Maybe I should listen to my gut for once.
I could climb back out the window and down the fire escape. Then I could close the window and seal it with that blood magic Regina taught me and get help. Of course, whom do I call when I'm the sheriff and there's an invisible stranger in my house? Ghost Busters?
Another creek had me whirling around again, but this time I came face to face with something I'd only had nightmares about.
It was a tall, dark figure, with two green horns protruding from its head. It stood at least six feet tall and wore a dark hooded cape, hiding most of its glowing red eyes. My mouth hung open as I stumbled back. His hands were green and bone-like, as if this creature had no skin at all. My breath quickened and I raised the baseball bat, which he snapped in half with a shot of his magic. I raised the handgun quickly and fired, feeling a bit of relief in my veins.
But to my horror, the bullet went straight through him.
I gasped at the figure, beginning to feel fear. I screeched for help before a wave of his hand sent me spiraling into darkness.
I wrote this chapter at night. In the dark. Alone. It was a most terrible idea.
Yes, this new character is indeed a Disney character! (This is ONCE, did you expect anything less?) But major props to you if you can figure out who it is, because I'm always shocked when people know him. (No spoilers for the others please!) (:
So, continue or shelve it? It was a tad bit short.
