Up In Flames

by TheForeverONCER

The castle was burned down and 12 year old Emma was given to 14 year old Graham to protect her. Emma thinks her family is dead. There is only 2 people that know Emma is alive Harry, and Graham. This is the story of how Emma and Graham Survive until they are almost positive that Regina has stopped looking for the princess. Rated T just incase, but it might change later. Gremma

1. Chapter 1

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I look up at Harry guarding the gate.

I can't wait till I'm a real guard, or knight! I think to myself.

Then I hear a scream.

"Harry, it's the princess!" I tell him.

I see him yell to William to watch the gate.

Then we start sprinting to the princesse's room.

I run right after him.

Harry smashes the door open and I see Emma on the floor coughing and screaming there is also smoke, a lot of smoke.

"Graham! Take the princess! He says to me.

I run over to Emma and start to pick her up.

She is so weak which makes her much lighter.

She puts her hands around my neck and I'm holding her with one hand under her legs and one on her back.

She looks up at me.

Gosh, she's beautiful! I think to myself.

Then I start to run I can hear coughing and Harry yelling at Snow and Charming to get out of their room.

I look at Harry.

"Graham listen to me" this side of the castle is on fire." He starts

I nod the princess coughs more.

"But you need to leave and take Emma far away, using a different exit."

I look at the beautiful princess tears are in her eyes.

"Why?" I ask even though I know the first rule of being a knight is not to question a task.

"This is a set up..." He pauses "by Regina, now go!" He points to his left.

"You know most exits, can you do it?" He asks conserved.

"Yes!" I say bravely although I want to cry, I may never see Harry again.

I lay the princess down for a second and hug Harry tightly so does Emma.

Harry kisses me on the cheek, he was the closest thing I had to a father.

I grab Emma's hand.

"Come on." I slightly whisper it because I know our escape is a secret.

I'm 14 I can take care of a 12 year old girl. I think to myself.

I run over with Emma to the closest secret exit I know off.

When we get out we run into the night to afraid to look back.