Killian stared up at the ceiling, the green fire illuminating the rivers of metals and gems in the stone. He went over the conversation with the doctor and his assistant from earlier and he didn't have to look at the giant diamond filled hourglass, that turned over on it's own every hour, to know that his time was running out. Soon, he would be presented before King Hades and Queen Persephone to be judged and then sentenced to whatever fate (punishment) for all eternity.

Or until he was found to be repentant. Whichever came first.

Killian wanted to throw up. He realized that what he did earlier, snapping to the girl who was trying to help him, probably wasn't the best thing that he could have done. He realized that when two soldiers, one with an old fashioned sword and the other with a gun like Em- David's, came to collect and lead him to the King and Queen. Since he didn't fancy getting shot or stabbed (again), he did what they said and managed to walk as slow as possible.

When they got to the room, he stopped in shock and stared at the people in the room.

First, there was a pair of thrones with a male and female on them. The man's skin was so dark, Killian thought that it was blue for a moment, making the white in his equally dark eyes stand out in sharp contrast. He was dressed in robes that made the midnight sky on a new moon seem bright. The woman seemed to be his complete opposite, however. She was almost glowing, her light skin and blonde hair the lightest things in the room besides her dress. She was wearing a dress that was the same shade of blue as Em- as a clear sky and on her head was crown of bones, carved into flowers. Killian gulped when he noticed the headpiece and quickly looked at someone else.

There. In the corner stood the girl, the Princess Ammit. She was wearing a white dress, those curious bracelets again, and a gold band around her arm. She had eyeliner around her eyes and she was looking at him blankly. Beside her stood a man with almost unnaturally blue eyes. His hair was black and, for an arrogant moment, Killian thought they could be twins. Then he noticed the slightly angry look in his eyes and turned away. He caught movement from the King and Queen and saw two people with their heads bent towards each, whispering lowly. The first, the man, had skin so white and smooth, it was almost marble. The woman had hair the color of fog and eyes that were all black, glinting with anticipation.

"Get moving," the ghost who led him to the room ordered. "We don't have all day, pirate," he snarled. That would be the sword wielding one.

Killian grit his teeth but walked forward again. He stopped when the King lifted his hand and he met his eyes, lifting his chin confidently. A flicker of amusement crossed his face, then he gestured to Ammit who walked forward, holding a heart in her hands.

He swallowed when he realized that it was his heart.

She knelt before him, offering his heart up to the King. "This heart, my liege, belongs to Killian Jones. His titles include Captain Hook, Captain Jones, Lieutenant Jones, and the Dark One," she told her King. "He died when he was cut with the blade Excalibur on the neck. His death with prevented for a short time by Emma Swan, the former Dark One, but eventually Death caught up to him."

"What crimes has he committed?" The King's voice had an polished accent, the words flowing off his tongue with elegance.

"Numerous counts of murder and robbery. He aided the running away of Baelfire, also known as Neal Cassidy. He sexually assaulted Emma Swan once," she listed his crimes and he couldn't care less about who knew them, but at the last one, he bristled.

"No, I didn't!" Killian shouted. A few moments after he did that, he realized that he shouldn't have shouted, interrupting a member of royalty.

But she ignored him, continuing to list his crimes. He didn't hear them, the blood rushing in his ears, making it hard for him to hear anything other than the thump thump of his heart. Which was strange because it was right in front of him in the hands of the King.

Killian felt a bit nauseous.

Then he heard his name and he saw the Queen staring at him with curiosity, her brow furrowed slightly and the King frowning at him. "I'll repeat myself," the King said. "Do you have anything to say for yourself or your crimes?"

"Y- yes, I do," Killian stammered. "I stole things because I needed them to survive. I helped Baelfire run away because he needed help and didn't want to stay with his father anymore. And I never sexually assaulted E- Emma!" he protested.

"So what would you call that kiss that you gave her in New York, Captain?" the queen asked, raising an eyebrow.

If the king was darkness, all hard justice and no mercy, the queen was softness and light. He tried to find it inside him to be charming, but was unable to. "I wanted to help her regain her memories. I thought that a True Love's kiss was the way to do so," he explained.

"But at the time," she interrupted him, "it was still unwanted."

He grit his teeth again, but nodded.

Killian felt eyes on him and when he looked up he met the eyes of the King. The King was staring at him with something he couldn't distinguish and after a few moments which felt like an eternity the King stood up. "I, King Hades of the Underworld, sentence you, Killian Jones, to a life of servitude," he announced.

When he said that, the Queen leaned back and relaxed, the Princess stiffened, and the second woman with the black eyes glared at the back of the King.

"I sentence you to serve my daughter, the Princess Ammit, until you are no longer needed."

As soon as the sentence was passed, the room was in uproar. The Princess rushed towards the king and queen's chairs (mother and father's chairs?) and started to speak to them, hands gesturing with whatever she was saying. The woman immediately turned and left through a back room, slamming it shut with a bang that echoed in the room. The two other men in the room were both glaring at him, while the Queen was smiling.

Killian was in shock, absolutely frozen in his spot.

First, the Princess was the daughter of Hades, king of the Dead. And she didn't just ask her father to bring him back to life.

Second, was this all a trick, a scheme. To get him to raise his hopes, only for them to be shot back down?

Third, what was going to happen to him?

A/N- Sorry for the late update, but I had a wedding to go to (not mine). Tomorrow I have no school because of Family Day, so I hope to get some more chapters busted out to start updating on a regular basis. Please review and like!