A/N: Okay. This idea is SO old. I wanted to do this back in season 5 but never started it. Until today that I rewatched the animated movie "Sinbad: Legent of the seven seas" and gave it a try.
So, I can't wait for your comments?!
"SILENCE"
The king's voice sounded above all others' and all went silent.
King George was a kind man, peacemaker and devoted to his people. His only tactic was honesty and a strong feeling of altruism. But in case of betrayal, there was no chance the guilty would escape.
So, as his voice echoed in the hall, all eyes laid on him. One of the ambassadors stood while lifting his hand in the air, giving the word to his king.
"I let you in my kingdom. I let you in my home. I stopped the guards from cutting your neck and I offered you food and wine. And yet, you betrayed me. You know the way this trial is going to last if you don't say the truth, don't you Hook?"
The young man lifted his head smiling, the muscles in his back moving as he did. "First of all, you didn't prevent my death. Your son did. And, seriously now, do you think that your minions would do me any harm?"
His accent got thicker while he spoke and chuckled at the same time. He seemed oblivious to the situation he was in, still speaking cheerfully with his head cocked to one side.
"That's enough of your lies! Where is the book?"
If he didn't already know how mad the king was, he would get it now; if his tone was any indication. He didn't look worried though as the king yelled the question in front of his face. Instead, he rolled his eyes in boredom and sighed.
"How many times do I have to tell you? I don't have it. Regina does." He shouted back and flinched at the pain the chains caused when he tried to move his hand and hook.
"You want me to believe that the Goddess of discord suddenly appeared in Syracuse and stole the book?"
Killian's head moved up and down like a child's, his smile wide. "See? Now you get i..."
"With your knife?" The king continued and lifted an eyebrow at the pirate.
"Okay. I may know my way around women but you know... Goddesses are kind of tough to please. She just wouldn't let me alone without causing trouble. But I don't have the book."
King George spent a minute to stare at the pirate's eyes, his own filling with more anger as the seconds went by."Very well." He whispered and then spoke louder so everyone could hear him. "The judges may decide." He added and turned his back to the other man.
The same man as before stood again and exchanged a look with everyone that stood around the table. Then looked at Killian and spoke loudly. "The delegation of the Twelve Cities finds you guilty of treason and we sentence you to die."
He hadn't even finished his sentence before the crown yelled incoherent words and clapped in approval. Killian looked around, his heart racing while his wrists started to fight against the chains. "Come on. You've got to be kidding me. I didn't do it!" He screamed furiously while maneuvering around the guards. His words died in his throat. No one seemed to listen to him anymore; until...
"Stop!"
As in a choreography, everyone turned around to find out where the voice had come from. Killian was the first to notice. "Bealfire! Bloody hell! You know I'm telling the truth!"
Their eyes met and the prince nodded him to stay silent. "What is this son?" King George asked and Bealfire's eyes landed instantly on his father's. Everything seemed to pause for a while until he spoke and the room was filled with voices again. "I demand the right of substitution."
"No!" King George yelled and approached his son. "What are you doing son? This man will sacrifice everything in his way to freedom. If he leaves this city, he'll never come back."
Bealfire listened patiently to his father's worried voice but had no reaction. He waited 'till he was finished and continued with his offer. "Killian says that Regina has the book. And I believe him. Take me in his place, while he goes to Tartarus and retrieves the book."
"What?" Killian's eyes widened in shock and he managed to escape the guards' holding and stand in front of his old friend. "What the bloody hell are you doing?"
"Accepting that you didn't steal the book. But you're about to do it now. You're good at this anyway." He winked at him smiling but Killian's shocked expression changed into anger. "And you're about to die." He reminded him.
"Not if you come back with the book." Bealfire said back and didn't back away when Killian's finger was lifted in front of his face. "I won't be responsible for your life." He hissed but got distracted when Bealfire's palm patted him on the shoulder. "I understand that you're moved. But you would do the same for me."
"Actually not." Killian whispered, a threat appearing behind his eyes.
"Enough!" One of the ambassadors shouted. "Bealfire, you realize that if Killian Jones does not return, you will be put to death in his place?"
"I understand." Said the man calmly and put his hand in front of him, waiting for the chains.
"So be it." The judge said and waved the guards to free Killian and get Bealfire chained up instead. "Hook has ten days to return the book."
The prince's eyes drifted back to Killian's and at first, they both stayed silent. He walked willingly away with the guards by his side and stopped in front of the blonde woman. Her eyes were full of tears.
Killian saw the woman hugging his friend and whispering something in his ear. He looked away nervously and scratched that spot in the back of his head before his friend's voice got his attention again. He turned to look at his hesitant smile but found no words to respond to what he said.
"Hey, mate. Please, don't be late."
His watched him walk away until a chill at the back of his neck made his eyes meet automatically the blonde's stormy ones.