A Pirate's Life, For Me.
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In the event I'm not believed about this and am chosen to be the example they make of someone someday, you will be able to identify me on the television by my excessive and horrifically dramatic crying and possible bodily flatulence, I get extraordinarily gassy when I'm nervous. Public mortification I find can bump up reviews in theory, so silver lining.
Preface:
Emma is thrown back into the past when she travels through the faulty Hatter's hat. Some how and in some way at an unknown amount of time later to the audience she wines up at a certain bar near a certain Rumplestilskin's home just after a certain pirate's crew arrives.
Her arrival there would change history in the smallest and biggest ways imaginable. Dressed in her pirates best more for the weapons it hid that for any particular reason or want. Emma is looking for a magic bean.
It would be to her dismay that she made a particularly attractive woman, but the few scrapes she had gotten into with the less reputable types had taught her a rather brutal lesson, however the streets of the modern world and her job as a bounty hunter came with knowledge unheard of and unseen upon this world granting her a particular advantage.
Emma's arrival would not go unnoticed however more's the pity for some.
Chapter One:
Milah had been at this particular bar since before sunset in hope of story's and adventure, danger, a distraction from her desperately pitiful existence thus far as the coward spinners wife. When Killian Jones and his crew came in she had been certain she had found it for the night. Ignoring that the man was by far the most beautiful man she had ever met in her life he radiated a vitality that was enrapturing.
However this train of thought was derailed moments after the arrival of another pirate not one of his crew certainly with they way every man stopped what they were doing to stare.
Not that Emma paid them the slightest bit of mind, used to the attention by now however even in this dim torch light the warning gleam of both her pistol and sword was little enough to deter the most sober of them for the moment.
Her precariously designed top hat flatted her blond bangs to her forehead hiding her eyes as she carefully observed her surroundings. She had been told he would be here this night. A silver coin, solid and heavy gained her quick access to an unopened bottle of a rich golden liquid. She took it without qualm and settled to the back of the pub in a dark and quiet corner.
A dirty glass was rushed to her and the barkeep rushed back and away. It took some time for noise to return to the establishment.
Killian's eyes however had not strayed for a moment from the leather clad figure and her rich waves of golden hair. The portion of her face revealed uncovered by her hair or hat was red pouted lips, tanned cheeks and a stubbornly pointed chin. Not even the easy lass at his side could reengage him despite her best efforts and enthusiasm.
The woman was approached shortly after the roar of the pub returned. Vivid eyes watched but moving bodies and the sudden flurry of movement escaped his view. All he saw was a flash of gold preceding, a shout of pain and a hard thud. There was blood on the blade she wipes clean on the downed or dead massive body's dirty shirt before she's resheithing it and- silence was momentary but the fights conclusion all but guaranteed that she would be left alone for the rest of the evening until liquor dulled the memories of those present.
Not that Killian needed the reminder, he could look at her and know she was dangerous, look at her and know life and limb would be on the line by associating with her. The very thought left his pulse racing and pupils dilating in queue of such an adventure.
It would be an hour later or so, that a disturbance would unsettle this unruly peace. In the form of a weak and feeble man. Husband to the lass at his side, well what a surprise. Killian offered him no challenge for the woman however despite the temptation noticing suddenly when the woman in the dark corners face lit up in a rather wicked if pleased grin showcasing the rare for a sea fares white pearly teeth.
She was out of her chair in the next instant rum bottle tucked into a pack, glass left untouched. Killian was up in the next, startling crew, wench and cripple in the process, at the abrupt maneuver having been so still and silent up to that point.
Whatever he said to excuse himself was general and rather uninviting as he dashed off after the woman the hoots and hollers following him as he left ignored. The quick brush with a child heading inside nearly toppled him. He recovered quickly a sharp if biting word on his tongue for the foolish brat and then he was gone.
A shout of pain had him changing direction mid-stride and circling around the side of the pub. The woman had a man near a boy pinned against the wall.
'-r lying Mr. Smee, what have I told you about this?' A blade was at his neck drawing a very thin line of blood from where it pressed too hard.
Killian would make himself known and have a dagger thrown at him for his trouble. However the resulting scuffle between the two of them would have her captive free and see her hat knocked from her head. Her sea green eyes pierce him unrepentantly with their cold intensity.
'Do you have any idea what you've done?!'
Then again this could have been the loss of breath and the light headiness from his fall, or her very feminine self pinning him to the ground. His arms and shoulders pinned under the weight of her legs as his head remained pinned between her thighs, a dagger at his throat keeping him from both further attempts at freeing himself and fully.
P.B. Here been gone a while and sorry for that however most of my stories are on hold at the moment due to losing all of my work after a computer virus killed everything. I am re-writing many of them now however this mean until I can get back to where I was before not to expect timely updates. This story however is to give future hope and frustration to my followers and warning that it may take time to update as I work on my other stories at the same time.
All the same enjoy and tell me what you think!