Chapter three
"Emma"
I stood stiff in his arms. For a moment too long I stayed that way, full of shock. My head was throbbing with pain. Just from him saying a simple word. But the moment I finally realized what had happened, I pushed him away. I instantly regretted that decision. I had been in the prefect position to finish my job, but instead I pushed him away. Cursing at my carelessness, I pulled out my sword to my side glaring at him. I stayed that way trying to read his next movement. His face was no longer filled with shock. Instead he kept his face blank, but there was a hint relief on his face. Strangely he looked as though he had no plans of attacking me.
"Snow warned me that you had been changed. She said that Rumpelstiltskin told her it was the queens doing. Tell me Emma, what did she do to you?"
Again a painful throbbing came to my head. Even worse than before. I tried hard not to show that his single word affected me, but it was obvious. My vision was blurring and my swords suddenly felt as though it weighed more. All I could focus on was my pain. I had meet this person before. We had fought before. Why was I remembering this? Terror filled me as small memories came.
My face must have shown panic, because Hook came closer to me looking concern. Which was a mistake for him. Seeing his movement broke me from my state as I swung my sword at him threw my blurred vision. A part of me screamed at me to stop, but I ignore it. Pulling my sword back from the attack I saw it had cut his arm, but his wound looked like all it would leave is a small scar
The pain in my head was starting to clear, but my vision still blurred. Waiting for his move wouldn't do me any good. I had to finish my job as fast as possible or else I wouldn't make it long, seeing how he knew how to stop me with a single word. But it seemed now that Hook knew what to expect from me. He now pulled out his sword with his good arm. Finally he seemed to realize the situation he was in. That I was very willing and set on killing him.
"Emma, you don't need to do this. This isn't you. I need you to remember who you are."
Pain shook every part of my body. My sword fell to the ground, as I almost fell with it. Sweet drenched my hair, and spots filled my vision. I wasn't going to make it. In desperation I pulled my two daggers and through them at him. But my hands were shaking making my aim poor. He easily missed them. I leaned on the wall for support as I looked through my weapon back frantically.
"Is it that when I say your name you begin to remember?" Hook said setting down his sword as he watched me go through my weapons.
I didn't bother looking at him or pulling any of my weapons from my bag. It was clear that I would be unable to fight. My only hope now would be to escape. Pulling out two smoke bombs I set them steady on the palm of my hand. I looked up too throw them at the left side of the room where the fireplace was, but Hook was now right in front me putting his hand on my bag. His fingers touched mine that held the bag
"You know I spent every day looking for you." He said softly.
"You have the wrong person." I said as I threw the smoke bombs right past him, to where the fireplace.
Almost instantly the room filled with a dark smoke, filling the entire room. Hook quickly tried to grab my hand, but only managed to pull my bag out of my grasp. I grabbed the doorknob and ran out of the room. I ran past the guards who had now passed out from drinking. My lungs scream for air. Even now my vision blurred, and sweat ran down my neck. My legs would almost give up at times, but I forced them to continue running. I would make it. I had too. Failure wasn't an option for me. Those who failed were the ones whose heart were crushed. Though my heart could not be crush I was sure that the queen would find a just as terrible punishment for me. Maybe even a worse one. Still running I barely saw the figure that was almost running beside me.
"Emma"
Before I could even turn to the voices source, my legs gave out. But I hardly even processed that I was on the floor. My head filled pain. It was hurting so hard that every sound shot pain into me. But my mind was focusing more than pain. I had met hook before.
I knew hook. He had helped me at a beanstalk, but I left him there. If I left him, then what was he doing here? Did he want revenge for what I had done?
Lost in my pain and memories, I didn't even realize that Hook was next to me pulling me up. I hardly processed that he was now carrying me. His mouth was opening as though was saying something to me, but I couldn't hear anything. I felt dizzy and numb. I could only think of the few memories that I remembered. I thought of those precious memories of mine till everything became black, and I was no longer awake.
Its the mouth of December so I will be updating a bit slower. I might be just updating every other week for this month. :)
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