Killian:

Killian Charming was a lucky man. He had the perfect parents, Snow White and Prince Charming, he had two younger siblings, Avery and Esme, and he was the next heir to the throne.

His life was perfect. There were girls fawning over him everywhere he went, and his friends admired his feats and courage. Plus, he was an absolute gentleman.

So why now, in the early morning when the birds began to sing and the sun peaked over the hills and valleys did Killian feel as if he was missing something?

And it was like this every morning to. He would lie in bed and wonder what exactly was out there beyond the castle walls. Sure, in many of the battles he fought he had seen many things, trolls, and goblins, amongst other things.

Killian shook the thoughts away. Dwelling on what was "missing" in his life did no good. He had responsibilities and a duty to live up to. There was no time to dwell in fantasies as he did as a child.

With that in mind, Killian rose out of the bed and proceeded to his closet. He stripped off the cloth pajamas he wore and grabbed the white cotton pants, which went a little bit past his knee, a white cotton shirt with a collar. Over top he had the red coat, with gold swirls intertwined throughout and gold brass buttons doing it up. He grabbed his brown boots and put those on tucking in the little bit of pant into them. The red shoulder pads rested on his shoulders, outlined by gold and gold strings hanging down. Killian headed towards the door grabbing his sword and sheath on the way out.

As he walked towards the dining room which was more like a hall he attached the sheath to his belt, with the sword inside.

His mother was going to furious at him. He was late for breakfast again. And then his father would lecture him on his duties as a prince, one being to family. And then his mother would ask if he had met anyone special, and the Avery and Esme would tease him. He sighed. It'd be another typical day in the Charming castle.

Killian passed several servants until he arrived at the doors to the dining hall. Two big oak doors looming over him daring him to enter. That's when he heard the voice.

"You're late."

Killian huffed. He would be right there, waiting. Killian looked down to see Jiminy Cricket, his mentor, with a thing to make his voice louder, on the floor, glaring at him, if that was even possible.

Killian rolled his eyes and crouched down offering his hand to Jiminy who hopped on. He then put Jiminy on his shoulder.

"Do you have an apology ready?"

"No Jiminy I don't"

"You should. They are your parents after all."

"I know but it's the same thing every morning. One would believe they'd be used to it."

"You're a prince Killian. One would think you'd be used to it. You cannot be late when you become king you know. You'll have even more responsibilities."

"I know. Now if you'll excuse me, I do believe we have breakfast to attend to. And stop lecturing me. I get enough from my parents."

Jiminy stayed silent as Killian opened the doors and walked into the room. He was immediately greeted with an angry stare from his mother, and glare from his father, a smirk from his younger siblings and a smile from his best friend, Pinocchio.

"Killian Jones Charming, why are you late?" asked a six month pregnant Snow White.

Killian winced at the sound of his full name. He heard Jiminy chuckle. His mother must be really angry if she used his full name. He glances briefly at Esme and Avery and sees them giggling. For two eight year olds, they're still extremely mischievous. Clearly they were happy to have the attention drawn away from them.

"Deepest apologies mother. I should not have slept in."

"I should think so. Now come and sit and eat. You looked famished."

"Snow. He needs to learn his lesson." said Charming.

"Charming, if I do recall we agreed you would wake him up today. Yes?"

His father remained silent. "That's what I thought. Today's an important day. We have a round table meeting. You are required to attend Killian."

Killian nodded. He then went to sit beside Pinocchio.

"Nice one man." he whispered into Killian's ear. Killian rolled his eyes and dug into his breakfast.

Pinocchio had been Killian's best friend ever since they were born. The brown haired blue eyed man was his right hand guy. Pinocchio though was a troublesome boy when he was younger, and a womanizer now that he was older. He always snuck out of the castle to head out into town and mingle with the public, women specifically. Killian never did that. He wasn't a rebel like Pinocchio was. He was a prince, and lived by certain morals. But he and Pinocchio always joked about the things he saw in town and how Killian needed to go out one day.

But Killian liked to stay inside the castle, read and learn more about the world. He was a philosopher in a way, studying under professors and tutors. Princes had to be well educated, according to his parents.

After Killian finished the meal he headed to his favourite place in the castle. The library. Pinocchio left to be with his father Gepetto. Killian grabbed a history book and settled into a chair in front of the fireplace.

The book was on pirates. Although Killian had never met any he couldn't help but be fascinated by them. They were free people who rebelled against the kingdom. They didn't believe in manners or being well spoken. They were all about stealing riches, and living life.

Not that Killian was complaining. Frankly he wasn't interested in becoming a pirate. They lived on water, he preferred land. They were dirty, he liked being clean. And they committed illegal acts. He hated criminals.

He was disturbed from his thoughts as one of the maids came in. "Sir?"

Killian turned around to see a pretty brunette with blue eyes looking at him. Her dress was blue with a nice corset.

"Yes?"

"The King and Queen are calling for you."

"Thank you. What is your name?"

"Belle, sir." The girl was taken aback by his question. Royalty usually didn't talk to their servants except the Charmings. The girl must be new.

"Thank you Belle."

She nodded meekly and ran away. Killian sighed as he put the book back on the shelves. He knew that the minute Pinocchio saw her, well if she was a virgin, she wouldn't be anymore.

Killian left the library and began heading down another stone hall to the meeting room. Out of nowhere Killian heard little steps quickening their pace towards him. He smiled. Killian pretended not to notice and he heard little fits of giggles.

Three, two, one…

"BOO!" Killian yelled as he whipped around to see his two younger siblings scream in delight and grab onto his legs.

Killian laughed as he watched Esme and Avery cling to his legs. He loved his brother and sister.

They were two eight year old twins and looked like their father. His brother Avery had dirty blonde hair, but hazel eyes from their mother. His sister had dirty blonde hair as well, but brown eyes. Both had fair skin, but nowhere near as fair skin as Killian.

Killian was the picture of his mother with skin as pale as snow and hair as black as night. He had his father's eyes though, a penetrating blue, colour of the sea. Unlike his father though, Killian had no facial hair. It made him look younger, more of a prince than a king. His father though had a beard/mustache. It was dirty blonde like his hair.

Killian picked up Avery and put him on his shoulders.

"Killian, why was mother so kind this morning. She let you off the hook!" asked Avery.

"Much to father's dismay." giggled Esme.

"I don't know. Maybe she's getting soft in her old age." Killian teased.

"Don't let her hear that."

Killian looked up to see Red looking at him with her grandmother. Esme ran off towards red and gave her a big hug.

"Red you here!"

Red smiled. "Yes I am. I'm here for the meeting. I'm assuming you're on your way now?"

Killian smiled and nodded. "Yes. Care to join us?"

"Sure."

Red took Esme's hand and walked down the hall with her. Granny came up beside Killian. "Have you talked to your parents about the meeting yet?"

Killian took Avery off his shoulders and put him on the ground. Avery ran off to join Esme and Red.

"No. They simply told me to be there."

Granny nodded. "I really do hate how they keep you in the dark. You're going to become king. You ought to be involved in as much as you can be."

Killian could only agree. His mother doted on him quite a bit despite the fact that he was twenty three. His father usually gave into his mother. He'd been in battles, seen plenty of bloodshed, and yet his parents still felt the need to keep him protected.

Killian shook his head and sighed as he entered the meeting room with Granny behind him. They took their respectable seats and the meeting began.

"Snow and I regret having to call you out of your busy lives but this issue that has risen up is…important. We must deal with it right away."

Muttering began all around the table. Whispers of whom, it could be started spreading. Most figured it to be Regina or Rumplestlikin. Killian sighed and shook his head. Rumplestlikin didn't cause any trouble, unless he wanted something, so it probably wasn't him. Regina was somewhere, though no one knew where. She was banished from the land, but that was all that was known. So who could it be?

Killian looked to his father to see sweat running down his face and his hands had gone deathly white. His mother was rubbing soothing circles on his back whispering about how it would be okay, how'd they fix it.

Whoever this disturbance was, was a big problem.

"Is it Regina?" asked grumpy who had stood up out of his chair.

"No." responded Charming.

"Then who?" asked Gepetto.

"Captain Hook."

Everyone did a gasp around the table and Killian looked bewildered. Who the heck was Captain Hook?

Granny noticed his puzzled look and shot a glare and Charming. "You haven't told him yet?" She jerked her thumb at Killian.

Killian's eyes met his father's and he could sense the shame coming off of him. Clearly no one, except his mother, was impressed with the fact that no one told Killian anything.

"He'll be running the kingdom one day Charming. You better learn to share stuff like this with him."

Charming simply nodded in silence and Snow looked at Granny with a bit of angry in her eyes. Granny shrugged it off.

"So who is Captain Hook?"

Charming sighed. "He's a notorious pirate. He's murdered many, stolen priceless objects, treasure, and causes riots in the villages. He's destroyed many lives. We've received word from Lancelot that he's entered our kingdom."

"We know he's coming here, but we don't know how or where." said Snow.

"Or what he wants. Either way, he needs to be stopped. It shouldn't be too hard to catch him, he is a pirate after all and their very messy with their crimes. He'll slip up, and when he does, we'll catch him."

Charming banged his fist on the table and Killian looked around until his eyes landed on Pinocchio's. He nodded to his friend. Pinocchio would know more about Captain Hook than his parents would, because he actually went into town.

The meeting ended soon after. The rest of it was ideas about catching Captain Hook and what to do with him after. Most wanted him dead.

Killian left the room and began heading towards his chambers when Pinocchio caught up to him.

"They don't know much about him."

Killian stopped walking and turned to face his friend. "And you do?"

"More than them."

"What else?"

"They told you basics. What he does. Yes all of that is true, but he's also a Captain. He doesn't necessarily get his hands dirty. Gets his crew to do it for him."

Killian furrowed his brow. "That would mean we couldn't actually arrest him. We'd have to arrest his crew."

"And since he's so popular in the pirating world…"

"He could get a crew in no time, and be back to his tricks." finished Killian. "What else do you know?"

"He lost one of his hands and replaced it with the hook."

"So Captain Hook is a moniker."

Pinocchio nodded. "No one knows the story behind it but him and his crew. Half of that crew though was killed because they started to tell other people about it."

"So Captain Hook's a private man."

"Yes. He's very sure to keep his secrets….well…secrets."

Killian processed this information. He'd have to go to the library later to learn more.

"Anything else?"

"One more thing."

"What?"

"No one's actually seen him."

Killian's eyes widened. "That's impossible."

Pinocchio shook his head. "One would think but literally when asking for a description, you get a bunch of different answers. None of them even match."

"So he's secretive, has a hook for a hand, and no one knows what he looks like."

"Pretty much."

Killian huffed. This was not good. How were they supposed to catch a man who had never even been seen?"

"I'm sure you'll find something in the library." Pinocchio rested his hand on Killian's shoulder. Killian nodded.

"I think I'll go there now."

"Good luck."

Killian watched his friend's retreating figure and then turned into towards the library. It was time to do some research.

Jack:

Captain Jack Sparrow had many "friends". Both female and male, but there was one in particular who he was looking forward to seeing tonight. His friend was an… interesting character.

They were feared, except Jack knew not to fear them. He was a good friend after all. But it did help that he had wanted his friend wanted.

Jack had been waiting for a few hours now, ordering rum after every empty glass. He knew the cue for when his friend arrived. They had planned it out, or more so they did than him.

His eyes scanned the pub till he found his friend enter. He smirked. They looked good. Really good.

Jack then pulled out a bottle he had and smashed it on some random patron's head. The stranger whirled around raising a fist.

"That guy did it." Jack said pointing at another man who was drinking. The stranger charged the man and next thing, a bar fight started. Jack headed back towards his table, hidden away in a corner.

His eyes followed his friend until they sat down in front of him.

"Sparrow."

"Swan."

She smirked. "Shall we begin?"

"Why not." Jack pushed a pint of rum towards her and she happily jugged it. "It's been a long time Jack."

"Indeed it has Emma. You look ravishing."

"You would say that."

"No love, I have what you need."

Emma raised an eyebrow. "The compass?"

"Aye. The compass."

Jack pulled out a package and slid it across the table to Emma. She picked it up and slowly unwrapped it. She nodded and put it in her own pocket in the dress she was wearing which was showing off her breasts quite nicely.

"Sparrow, eyes up here."

Jack moved his eyes to match her green ones. "Sorry love. Couldn't help myself."

Emma rolled her eyes and gave Jack his end of the deal. "This is where they are going?"

She nodded. "They want the curse to end Jack. They'll be going to the same place where that well you know."

Jack nodded. He did know. Barbosa and his crew would be going there to finally end that curse that made them immortal, where the Aztec gold and treasures lay. He would finally kill Barbosa with that final bullet and get back his ship.

"Emma, there's one more thing. Have you heard of the legend for what you're looking for?"

Emma shook her head. Jack took a deep breath. "The Elemental Stones were created by a brother and his younger sister. These two had learned how to respond to the elements and absorb their power. They found that they could control one element at a time, by sampling holding one of the stones. Later though, the element of water gifted the sister with the power to control water without a stone. The brother was furious. He found his sister using the magic of water and killed her. Her blood then mixed with the elemental stones. The water element then got angry and drowned the brother in a sea of his sister's blood. It's really quite morbid."

"And?"

"In order to even gain access to these stones, you're going to need a researcher who can find that location. Plus, the only way to summon the stones power now is through blood."

"So? I'll just cut my hand."

"It has to be royal blood."

"Why royal blood?"

"The siblings were royalty. Royal blood was spilt on those stones."

"So I'm going to need a royal. Great. If you haven't noticed, I'm kinda on the run."

Jack smirked. "I can get you both."

Emma leaned forward across the table. "You can get me both?"

Jack leaned across the table too. "In one form. He's dying for some adventure. Won't take too much convincing."

"A prince then?"

"Aye love. A prince."

A/N: Hey readers! I am really excited for this story and have great plans for it! I do hope you'll review! And if you want any certain things to happen, let me know! I may or may not put them in the story! ;) So enjoy this first chapter. I'll be getting the next one up soon!

P.S I love Captain Jack Sparrow so I only found it fitting to do a crossover kind of thing. He won't be in the whole story. Just the beginning and maybe the end.