Chapter 1
Hey, I'm back. I decided to start creating a new story because I've had a lot of inspiration lately watching season 4, once upon a time. I'm not sure who to pair Emma up with, so let me know if you got any ideas. I was thinking maybe making it a Swan!queen fic. Enjoy!
"Please Rumpel, you have to get rid of my powers." Emma said.
"Well well dearie, what makes you think I'll do that?" Rumpelstiltskin's snazzily voice snarked.
"I'm out of control, I hurt Henry!"
Clearly Emma can see she hit a spot there. Rumpel looked at Emma with a blank face, his hands posed under his chin. It stayed silent for a while until his voice broke it.
"Very well," exclaimed Rumpel, "you're the power of true love though, once I extract the powers from within you, you'll explode the whole town."
Emma looked at Rumpel's face clearly upset. You can see different emotions swirling through her eyes. Like a hurricane crashing through a small town.
"How about we go into the forest?" Emma asked desperately.
Rumpel held up his finger with a small smirk playing along his lips. He looked to an old brown book at his side, looking beaten and worn out. Probably as old as Rumpel himself. He opened it up and bought out a map of Storybrooke, laying it out in front of Emma. He pointed to the far corner of the forest, away from the main buildings and just barely on the map.
"Hows about here? There's an abandoned mansion about. We can travel there to get your powers out of you." Rumpel suggested.
"Yes," Emma practically yelled, "that's brilliant!"
"Now now dearie, calm yourself. You know this isn't free right?" Rumpel asked, clearly amused.
Emma's face dropped. You could see her battling herself. Wondering if it's worth to get rid of her out of control magic for a price. A price that would likely be terible thing to pay.
I hurt Henry remember, thought Emma. Surely nothing can be as bad as hurting Henry.
Emma quickly looked at Rumpel, a small nervous smile playing along her lips.
"What will the deal be?" Emma asked, clearly fidgety.
"Now, how about we let nature do it's cause and pick its price for you, Miss Swan. There will be no deal from me today."
"Not even, say a price to owe you anything?" Emma asked cautiously.
"Not even," Rumpel replied, "I am of course helping the mother of my grandson."
"Thank you, Rumpel. Truly." Emma replied with a big smile plastered on her face.
"Don't thank me yet, dearie. Thank me after. Now how about we meet at the mansion say about sun down? Gives you time to prepare." Rumpel suggested.
Emma nodded eagerly. Slowly she turned around and started to head out of the shop, but Rumpel's voice stopped her for a second.
"Oh and Emma," Rumpel said, "there's always a price to pay with magic. No matter if there isn't a deal involved."
Emma slowly looked at Rumpel from the corner of her eyes, nodded and then left the shop. Not wanting to be found by anybody, especially her parents.