Nor pirate, nor thief; but heroes.
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Storybrooke lay quiet in the night, its inhabitants sat laughing together as they revelled in Cruella's fall in power, unaware of the fact that a fellow queen of darkness was waiting to strike into their hearts as revenge for her fallen sister. Her aim was simple- to get the saviour away from her followers and set a death curse on her so that she would not be able to interfere with their plans any longer. Maleficent sat upon a cliff that overlooked the town, her face twisted in disgust. She wanted to strike but Rumpelstiltskin had told her that if they waited long enough, the saviour would eventually come out of Granny's and would most likely only have one or two people with her. It was unclear to her just how Rumpelstiltskin would know that it would just be one or two at best; for the saviour seemed to have a constant pack of people following her, including a pirate, her son, her sons adoptive mother, robin hood, her parents and their little brat- so why on this night would she only have just one follower? TP her delight she didn't have long to wait for just as the Dark One had said; she only had two people with her; her son and her pirate. She knew the son would be no problem and duck out of the way- but her pirate could potentially cause her a problem. No matter to her of course, for even though she only had enough power to cast one curse, either way the Saviour would fall; whether it be literally or by her heart- she would fall.
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I sat in the Charming's usual booth at Granny's, marvelling at the sight in front of me. For a start I was actually in the booth rather than outside it; a sign that they had indeed welcomed me into the family (However I didn't believe it was my dearest Swan who talked the others into letting me in, but rather her son, Henry, who I had taken under my wing and acted as a father figure for the lad), and everyone was happy and smiling; for one of the queens of darkness had fallen. Cruella De Vil was no longer a threat to Storybrooke, and she was who we had believed to be the ring leader of the little group- so we were rejoicing, believing that we were safe for a little while. How wrong we were.
Emma and the lad had recently moved into an apartment down by the docks, a small but well sized place, that had room for more family if it ever came along. I spent most of my time over there with them, whether that be learning about the modern world from the lad, or cooking with Emma; either way I spent most of my time over there despite the fact I still had lodgings at Granny's. That night after Cruella had fallen, Henry and Emma had invited me to move in with them- an offer I simply couldn't dream of rejecting, for I had finally found the thing I had lost nearly 300 years prior; my family.
The lad was rightfully tired after the day's events, and wanted to get me and his mother back to the apartment so we could all get some well-earned rest. They said their goodbye's and good night's while I went to collect what few possessions I still had after losing the Jolly Rodger. I was still amazed at that I had managed to come full circle within myself, from being the lonely street rat whose brother spent more time at sea than with him, to the young man, who knew the stars better than he knew himself whilst surrounded by people he could safely call his family. Then I was the pirate, alone once more, with only a few of his once immaculate morals in place. And now I was a better man, with a family who actually wanted him around, and I could not be happier to be that man. I looked around at the now empty room in Granny's and smiled- for I was finally moving on from a world of pain to something better.
Upon getting into the main diner section of Granny's I could see my Swan and my lad waiting for me so we could finally make the journey back to their new place together- however a shill in the dark cut what was a pleasant night short. In the moonlight I could clearly see Maleficent materialising in front of us, so immediately moved to get Swan and Henry to safety, however we didn't get very far because the witch had put a protection spell on the door meaning that we couldn't enter the building to get away from her.
"You really thought that I was going to give you a way out of this Saviour" She spoke bitterly through her gritted teeth. The idea that we were going to be safe from the queens of darkness had been shattered as though it were glass.
"Get away from them you bitch" I shouted. I wanted to stab her so badly with my cutlass, but it was not to hand, for it was in the back of Charming's truck. Just my luck I thought to myself. The one moment I needed my sword to protect my family and I didn't have it.
"Oh my dear captain, acting like a hero now are we? We both know that you are a villain by the book"
"And we also both know that that is in past. I have changed to be a better man- the pirate Captain Hook is no longer. It is Killian Jones now, just as it once was"
"And there was me thinking that I may have a possible ally in you" She glanced down to the magic swirling in the palm of her hand, a sly smile spreading across her face as she said "You may not have been the original target, but you will most certainly be a good use of it!" her voice went from sly to a scream within a matter of seconds before her hand directed the curse forward towards Emma and Henry- however I had always had reactions that were faster than what was humanly possible, meaning that I was able to jump in front of them both just as the curse was about to strike.
The first thing I felt was a piercing of cold, running from my heart to the rest of my body, my body shaking to it, then I heard her laugh piercing the still night air and drawing everybody out from Granny's. I could hear Emma screaming at me, saying Hold on. I could see Henry, the shock of what he had just seen scaring him to his very core- for the only man to ever act like a father for him had just jumped in front of a death curse to save them both. I could feel David and the dwarfs lifting me up, taking me away from the road side. I could see the world grow hazy around me, my senses becoming more dull as my life force slowly drained away- meaning that I couldn't hear the location of where I was being taken, but it was most certainly not the hospital. As my consciousness began to fade I could see the rough outline of trees, and various cars along the road. But I was gone when the destination was reached.