Its fanfiction and I don't know why people say they don't own the characters or line because in their fics because its FANFICTION emphasis on FAN. Meaning there must be a fandom in other words people have to know the characters and the fandom you more than likely don't own It IMPLIED IN THE WEBSITE TITLE! But since so many people do it I don't want to get in trouble cause maybe they know somthing I don't so...I don't own Once Upon a Time or Tangled characters, lines or story ideas and plots...A part of me just died having to admit that. :'(...ENJOY! :D.

Chapter 4: A Big Day

Six year old Emma slipped down the stairs with her long golden hair flowing silently after her she peaked around her mother's door and into the bedroom. The comforter rose and feel calmly between the bed curtains. Emma smiled with her eyes and flew to the only window the had. She threw open the wood panels and gazed at the dark blank horizon. She squinted looking frantically for the thin shadow of the village worried she had missed the only thing she ever looked forward to. But then she saw it. The view of the sea line could be spotted from miles away . The night was suddenly lit up as ships lit lanterns sails unfurled and the navy returned home and the festivities began. The lights of the kingdom threw colors on the large castle and the music could be heard in every corner of the realm. Emma smiled calmed and her eyes grew wide with wonder she rested her head on her hands, watched, listened and there she slept.


Seventeen year old Emma rolled over in her bed as she blinked the last of moments of sleep from her eyes. She moaned not wanting to be awake quite yet, but her attitude changed when she remembered what awaited her this day. It was her birthday tomorrow and today she got to ask her mother for one thing she truly desires. And this year Emma was going to ask her to see the kingdom OUTSIDE of her tower. Emma jumped out of bed, getting pulled back as her hair stuck in the blankets. She pulled her hair out of the bed with a rough tug, falling back and standing to throw on her aqua green dress with a pink ribbon on the bodice and white lace down the front. Quickly she checked herself in the mirror and ran to start on her chores, maybe paint and read who know what the day would bring. About the same time Emma had begun her chores a certain pirate had already gotten a jump on the day.


Hook stared out over the vast sea; a casual smirk alighting his features. His thoughts lingering on the view from the castle.

"Now this is a view."

"Hook, come on!" Called Robin.

"Hang on." Said Hook holding up his hand to silence the hooded thief. "I mean just look at this view guys. Yeah I want a castle, with a private dock that I can sail the Jolly Roger into any time I please." Killian bit his lip as he imagined looking out over his own kingdom.

"We do this and you can buy your own castle, we can build a kingdom for all who seek refuge!" Robin grabbed Hook by the collar and threw him in front of the rooftop window next to Little John. Hook pulled the window panes aside. Robin and Little John tied a rope around Hook's torso and lowered him down. Closer and closer Hook got to the pedestal that held The Dark One's dagger. Hook tugged on the rope when he hovered inches over top the dagger with a swipe of his hand Hook snatched the dagger up reading the name on the curved blade. Rumpelstiltskin was engraved in smooth black letters along the metal with a thorn patter on its ridges. Even the name glinted in a dastardly way. Hook smiled the largest grin any man could ever muster and chuckled to himself silently.

'Finally, this is all I need to get my revenge on The Dark One. After all these years I have him. Check, Mate! ' Hook thought as he slipped the dagger into the satchel he held at his hip and tugged on the rope again. Slowly, he rose once more.

Then, suddenly the doors in the room burst open, sounding rough and old as they hit the wall and creaked loudly on their rusty hinges. There at the opening Rumplestiltskin stood; Looking to his pedestal then up at the pirate.

"You!" Called the Crocodile. Hook's eyes went wide as he went from swinging to climbing the rope with his one good hand. Rumple waved his hand and the rope started to break, but it was to late Hook was already being hoisted up to the roof by Little John and Robin.

"RUN!" Hook called to Robin and Little John who followed after him.

Before they knew it Stiltskin was in front of them, they turned to go the other direction and he was there again.

"Nice try dearies, but your gonna have to do better than that." With another wave of his hand Hook, Robin and Little John were sent sprawling down the roof top tiles until they fell to the edge their hands holding on for dear life as they all looked to the ground. They hung at least three stories high. High enough were death would come if they dropped, but not high enough to make it quick.

"I thought you said the castle was unoccupied Hook!"

"From what I heard the King and Queen had imprisoned Rumplestiltskin I had assumed he was still there." Hook hollered back.

"A lots changed since you were in this land last my friend eighteen years makes quite the difference!" Cried Little John.

"You just don't learn. do you Captain?" They looked up to where Rumple sang. "Now the dagger...if you please." Rumple held out his hand for the weapon.

"Not a chance!" Called Hook smiling wildly.

Robin shot two of his enchanted arrows at The Dark One, pinning him to the roof and stunning his magic. Then the other to the ground at an angle, attached to it was a rope. They jumped, sliding down the sip line. From there the three ran into the dark forest with Rumpelstiltskin nowhere to be found.


Emma looked around her tower all the chores had been done, her hair was brushed and she had just finished putting everything in its place. Then her mother called.

"Emma! Emma?" The voice held a slight echo to it.

"Coming mother!" Emma called back. She took in a deep breath, went to the window, bundled up a strand of her hair and threw it over the side of the towers window. She pulled up on her hair and brought up a new weight with it. He mother with raven back hair and a black cloak emerged from the opening.

"Hi...Welcome home mother." Emma sighed as she relaxed her arms. Regina stepped into the room and held Emma's face in her hands.

"Oh Emma , why did that take so long I was melting out there, are you sick." Regina flipped off her hood looked into Emma's eyes with concern.

"Oh, It's nothing i'm fine." Emma huffed tiredly. Regina grinned and hit Emma on the nose before waltzing into the room.

"Then I don't why does it took so long? Oh, I'm just teasing." Regina said critically walking into the room releasing Emma's face.

"Of course." Emma laughed breathless. "So, mother I was wondering if I could talk to you about tomorrow-"

"Emma darling did you finish the chores."

"Um yes yes I did mother. So -"

"Emma please I just want a little silence, let me take a rest and then we'll talk."

"But mother its a really big day adn since your not going to ask. I'm just gonna tell you. Tomorrow it's my birthday! Ta-da!"

"No no no. It can't be. I distinctly remember your birthday was last year."

"That's the great thing about birthdays there kind of an annual thing." Emma sat at on a nearby table and fiddled with her golden hair. "Mother I'm turning eighteen...and well I wanted to ask...well, what I really want for this birthday, actually what I've wanted for a quite few birthdays now is..." Emma couldn't quite believe she was getting ready to ask this so she couldn't quite find her words.

"Sweet heart please just spit it out." Regina begged rolling her eyes walking over to a fruit filled basket on the table plucking out an apple.

"I want to see the castle! The kingdom! I want to go to the festival!"

Regina almost chocked on the apple she'd bit into.

"Well...um" Emma weighed her words. "I was hoping you would take me to the festival. It only happens on my birthday!"

"You want to leave to-to go outside?" Regina shook her head in disbelief. "Emma darling you know why we stay up in this tower."

"I-"

"To keep you safe." Regina dropped the apple on the table and rushed to embrace Emma. More like squish her actually. "Stay here, your safe here there are so many terrible things in the world darling your not yet ready to go out in the world. The dark magic, the evil, there are killers and monsters, but here you're protected/"

"But you go every year to the festival! Everyday to the village and you come back, you survive it can't be all bad." Emma protested.

"Yes dear, but only because I have to not because i want to. Its dangerous! I will do what ever it takes to keep you away from the town... oh and safe. Stay here where you belong until the right time comes. When you twenty-eigh-" Regina lied.

"But mother if you were there and I-"

"Darling enough this is simply not up for discussion! Now I have to go back out I'll see you in a bit little duckling." Regina picked up a piece of Emma's hair and slid out the window before Emma could even recognize she was gone.

When Emma saw her mother slip out she stared after her until she was out of sight, then she dimmed all the lights and went to go rest in her bed, hopefully her dreams could provide her with an escape.


Hook, Robin and Little John bound into the forest clearing.

"Hook!" Robin huffed, catching his breath after their escape. "You said we were stealing a crown! Of gold enough to feed all the people of Nottingham and all other poor realms, but no instead you steal a dull dagger! Not just from any man either! Rumplestiltskin!"

"Robin calm yourself, mate! Look this dagger is worth ten gold crowns. With it we can control The Dark One, he'll do our bidding, steal what we want to feed all people that hunger and give stable lives to lose who are in need!" Hook said defensively.

"No, I will not use dark magic for gain!" Little John stated.

"Nor, I. We're taking back The Dark One's dagger. Now!" Robin demanded.

"No, Robin! You think that crocodile will just forgive us of our trespasses? We must use the dagger." Hook pleaded.

"We will not! Now give it here Hook." Robin hissed.

Hook pulled his sword on Robin and Little John pulled his bow arrow.

"Drop you sword!" Little John called.

Hook stayed silent. "Sorry, mate I've been waiting far to long for this dagger. I'n not about to give it back."

"You lied to us! You never wanted to help Nottingham you wanted the dagger for your revenge!"

"Aye. And I shall have it!"

Little John lost his arrow, but Hook ducked away and ran.

"After him. Get the dagger." Robin whistled to call the rest of the Merry Men.

Hook ran forward his feet carrying him farther and father. He stopped to catch his breath behind a boulder. Next to the large stone he crouched in some dense shrubbery, but lost his footing and feel down a grassy slope. He looked up to see where he had fallen from. Killian looked around and saw that this was he perfect escape route, secluded. He stood, took one last glance at where he came from and turned on his heel to see a tall dark crumbling tower. Hook craned his neck to see the full view.

'Perfect. no one could possibly live up there nor think to look for me.'

With that Hook began climbing the tower like he had done so many years ago at the north castle of Snow White and prince Charming, but this time unknown to Hook the same princess lie in wait.

Hook slipped through the window with one last breathless laugh into the towers darkened room.

"At last" Hook took off his bag and pulled the dagger from the satchel to examine it once more. . Here he was finally about to seize his revenge on the monster that had ruined his happiness, that had torn a hole in his life nearly three hundred years ago. Hook was finally about to skin his crocodile, take the life of the man who had stolen his love. He took in a deep breath about to call on The Dark One and command him as his own, but that's when Hook was hit with the frying pan.


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