Easy. They didn't even put up a fight, it's not like it would have made any difference but it's more fun when they struggle.
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One minute Jessie was standing with Regina and the next she was in a strange house with her Mommy. The house decorated just like a family home... It was Jessie's home with Jessie's and Liam's bedrooms. Everything was exactly as Jessie had remembered it. The family photos, the baby photos, the wedding photos.
The only thing out of place was the Dark One standing in the corner, who looked as though she didn't belong in such a setting.
But, as a little girl saw her Mommy back in their house. Back home. She sprinted from the living room, up the stairs and into Liam's room. But he wasn't there. She went to Henry's room but Henry wasn't there. She went to her parent's bedroom but her Daddy wasn't there.
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She wasn't going to let it hurt her daughter. No. She would fight it.
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Jessie opened her toy chest and took out the racing cars that Henry had given her. She had spent many hours contently whizzing around her room with the cars in her hands and making the noises of the engine. Now, she did the same.
When she turned, she noticed her Mom standing in the doorway.
"Mommy, wanna play?" Jessie asked, with a smile on her face that lit up her eyes.
"Sure, sweetie," Emma, who had gained control for the time being, replied and took one of the cars from Jessie.
The control over the Darkness was fleeting, she was going to lose it soon. She had to get Jessie out of that house.
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Too late, foolish woman!
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The Dark One was growing tired of playing house with the little girl. She allowed the enchantment to fade, revealing the derelict conditions of the house in which they stood.
"What happened Mommy? Where are my things?" Jessie asked.
"They were never there, child," the Dark One replied. If she didn't end this soon, she would lose. Already she could feel Emma struggling for control. Usually, Emma Swan would stay dormant for days. However, in the presence of her daughter, she seemed to have found some willingness to stay in control.
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It was getting stronger, but so was she.
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Emma Swan was back.
For now. She grasped her daughter's shoulders.
"Jessie, listen to me. You have to run, now! As fast as you can! Find your Daddy. Go!" Emma ordered.
Jessie was confused but she ran anyway. Her Mother's word was law and she would follow it no matter what. She sprinted down the stairs and was about to reach the door when her Mom appeared in front of her, blocking the exit.
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Nice try, human. But you're going to have to do a lot better than that.
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The Dark One flicked her wrist and Jessie fell into a deep stupor. She clattered to the floor at the Dark One's feet. She would not kill the little girl, she may be useful to the Dark One.
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"PLEASE TELL ME YOU ARE NOT SERIOUS!" Killian roared.
"Mate, calm down," Robin said, laying a hand on Killian's chest.
"Don't tell me to bloody calm down when you two are the one's who allowed by daughter to be taken by the Dark One!" Killian spat.
"Regina how could you?" Mary-Margaret asked in a distressed tone.
"I wasn't prepared. I have enchantments on my home and my office, nobody should be able to use magic to get in there. Even the Dark One," Regina replied. She looked to Killian with an apologetic look on her face, "I'm so sorry Killian."
"No. This is my fault. My fault for thinking that Jessie would be safe with anyone but me," Killian sighed, shaking his head.
"Killian, no," David argued.
"Emma will fight her," Belle told Killian, attempting to give him some hope.
"I know. But there's only so long you can resist the Darkness. Isn't that right Regina? We both know what it's like to be tempted by the Darkness," Killian said. The angry seemed to dissipate and leave only sadness behind.
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"She wouldn't hurt Jessie. I know she's the Dark One, but harming a child," Mary Margaret said.
"If the Dark One has the control, it will stop at nothing to save it's own skin," Regina told her. Overwhelmed by despair and fear, Mary-Margaret began to cry.
"Regina!" David exclaimed, wrapping a protective arm around his wife.
"Might as well be realistic David," Killian said.
"Emma wont let that happen," David snapped.
"Oh, so she's Emma again all of a sudden?" Killian asked, feeling his anger flare up.
"She's always been Emma," David replied.
"No. Up until now you're all so willing to believe that Emma has succumbed to the Darkness," Killian told them. In one part of his mind, he was relieved that they were finally seeing his point of view but in the other part he was annoyed that it had taken this long for them to accept that Emma was still there.
"Regardless, we have to focus on finding Jessie right now," Regina interrupted, taking control of the discussion.
"Aye."
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Emma stood in the doorway of the living having gained control over the Dark One once again. The pushing and pulling was making her exhausted but the more she got control, the more determined she came.
There was no way of waking Jessie without using Dark magic, the kind of magic that was risky and she just didn't want to risk it. She'd have to think of something else.
She felt the familiar tingling feeling in her fingers which only meant one thing. The Darkness was winning again.
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She could try as hard as she liked, but the Darkness would prevail, it didn't matter how many silly plans she concocted. Hope was lost.
Okay, so originally I wanted this to only be 10-12 chapters or so, but depending on how the next few chapters go, I might extend it a little and write more. Who Knows?
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