Chapter 2: Unhappy reunion

Baby I'm not moving on,

I'll love you long after your gone

For you, for you

You would never sleep alone

I'll love you long after you're gone

And long after you're gone, gone, gone.

-Phillip Phillips

Anastasia POV

I heard people walking above deck. And talking, though I couldn't make anything out. But I heard a door open. Some one was here I slowly backed into a wall trying to make myself less visible. It didn't work. A man with black hair and a hook for a hand came up and grabbed me by the scruff of my shirt and dragged me out of the closet I was previously hiding in and brought me onto the man deck. And that's the last thing I saw before I was nocked out cold.

When I woke up all I recognized the pixie looking woman the blond and David, all form the diner. But besides the hook dude there were two new people. A woman with shoulder length black hair and red lips who was holding a fireball? And a man who looked to be in his late 30's early 40's with gray hair to his shoulders holding a cane like he was ready to beat me with it. And surrounding me was forest but in front of me was water. My hands were bound behind my back

"Who are you and what are you doing here?" The woman holding a fireball asked me in a regal, yet deadly tone. When I didn't answer David sighed, "Her name is Anastasia, she arrived in town yesterday."

"Is she one of them?" She further questioned. "No. At least I don't think so, I highly doubt she is."

"How old are you?" The hook guy asked me in a hurry, interrupting fire woman. "He looked truly terrified, yet almost desperate and hopeful at the same time. "17" I responded. "That's not possible." He looked like he might collapse. "Hook? Are you ok?" The blond asked, Hook? Like the Disney pirate? But he ignored her and continued to question me. "And your parents, Lass? Who are they?" My face darkened. "Out of he picture."

He looked down but didn't say anything for a moment. "Not any more." He looked up. "You look just like your mother." He looked close to tears. I looked around the pixie looked shocked and sorrowful same with David the blond just looked shocked. The other woman looked surprised and the older man looked pissed and horrified, but why I don't know. Then it really hit me what this man was saying. "No." I whispered. "No, no, no, no, no!" I screamed, "YOUR LYING, YOUR NOT MY FATHER, YOU CAN'T BE YOU AREN'T!"

"It's a lot to take in, I know, but-"

"YOU DAMN BASTARD! YOU SLEPT WITH MY WIFE?" The older guy yelled. "Well, technically, she was no longer your wife." Hook said. "You stole her from me!" The two bickered back in fourth and pixie David and Blondie, looked like they were about to break up the fight but the other woman, looked annoyed. "It doesn't matter now, that was in the past." Hook finally said. "The point is," He looked at me, "I have my daughter back."

"No." I said. "What type of father just abandons their kid? I was on my own home less! For 5 freaking years! On the streets! You may have created me but you will NEVER be my father!" And with that I ran off and now one tried to stop me.

I had absolutely know idea were I was, nor did I care. I've gone through some sort of portal and found my walkout dad and saw some crazy lady holding a ball of freaking fire! No, too much for one day.

I was wandering around aimlessly, and was starving and tired so it shouldn't surprise anyone when I wandered straight into a net that swept me off the forest floor and into the trees above. Where I fought to get free. But I had no weapons.

To my left I heard a twig snap and I immediately turned my head towards the sound. And saw a boy who looked around 15. He was wearing a dark green cloak and his face twisted into a cruel smile. I didn't get scared easily and this boy sure as hell didn't scare me.

He cut the rope and I dropped to the ground. I tried to run but my hands were still bound. So the boy was able to grab me easily and throw me down to the ground I tried to fight back by kicking and biting. I got a good kick or two to his face and well, man parts. But he took a big rock from the ground and struck my in the head with it. Getting knocked out twice in one day couldn't be good for my health.