AN: Alright, ending part to Part 1 (I am combining both parts on this story, but I just thought you should know :)
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We stand at the door, that leads us to the dungeon. A guard opens the door, and holds out a torch. "Thanks," I say tightly. He doesn't move or say anything. Right. I take my first step into the dungeon. Killian follows closely at my side. I step over swords, and broken bones. "Reassuring," He whispers. I toss him a sidelong glance. I can feel the temperature drop as we slowly descend. Any moment now I expect to be blasted by the dragon's fiery breath, but it never comes. Killian's hand is reassuring on the small of my back.
"I must say love, armor suits you." He says grinning. I roll my eyes and continue down the well until we reach a plateau. I see the dragon and fear ripples through me. It's large, easily the size of ten large corn fields. It's black, with a purple stomach lining and a long, black tale with purple spikes at the end. And in the center of the room, is a box. THE box, which I need to get to. Wonderful.
"Really?" I whisper standing on the rock. I stare up at the monster. It's sleeping, soundly I may add. Killian draws his sword. "Deal or no deal if that thing comes near you, it's head will be mine." He says angrily. I raise up my shield. "Well, best be on our way then." I say. He gives me a light smile before I am walking forward. I step over the large tale, without touching it. We're going to die.
Killian moves stealthily behind me. I stare at the dragon, whose hot breaths feel like flames against my skin. This ought to be fun. Killian slips something into my hand. The bag of poppy powder. He gives me a reassuring nod. The pedestal is right near the head of the dragon…but I have to be undetected. There's a perch right near it…but the dragon would have to move. Killian's eyes widen. He holds up a finger, to signify me to hold on, before grabbing a stray shield. He shakes off the arm that was attached. He grins, and holds the bone of the man.
If I weren't so terrified I'd be disgusted. "Perch," He mouths. I nod and manage to climb on to the perch and sit. I breathed deeply, feeling the height affect me. Killian, still on the ground, dragged the bone to the large metal shield. "You ready?" He mouths. I nodded, lying, and Killian banged on the shield with the bone, the noise vibrating through the whole room.
The dragons yellow eyes snap open and look to Killian who runs the opposite way. The dragon opens its mouth and lets out a screech. Green fire leaps from its mouth. It stands at full height, even larger than I thought. Killian's eyes widen and he takes off. He's smaller, therefore faster. Possibly stupider. The dragon moves after him. Footsteps thundered, shaking the ground. I gripped the perch and held on. When I looked back up, the dragon was there, right in front of me, looking around, trying to find Killian. "Oh, damn it." I whispered.
Killian gave me a look and nodded. If I stretched my feet down I could reach the box. I slip down and hold onto the perch with one hand, and grab the box with the other. There's certainly a heart in there…but something else too. Hook looks my way, as he dodges the green fire. Ready. I nod once. He gives me a grin, his teeth bright in the darkness. Killian slowly led the dragon towards the direction of the perch. I prepared grabbing the bag of poppy between my hands. "Hey! You big git!" The dragon looked down. "Yeah, you. You want to kill a human? Huh? You want to kill a human? Well I'm the worst human around!" I raised one eyebrow as he spread his arms wide. The dragon roared, shaking everything in the room. I winced. "So come on, then!" He yelled. I tried not to laugh, but I couldn't help it. I giggled softly. I caught his eyes and he smirked.
Enraged, the dragon spat flames at Hook. The dragon bent down, as if to eat Hook whole and I quickly threw the bag in its face. The poppy powder exploded into the air, shimmering into the air. The dragon fell to the ground, unconscious, but Killian was nowhere to be seen. I turned my head wildly to catch sight of him. What if he was hurt? Or worse... "Killian?" I called. "Killian!" I yelled again. Suddenly, he appeared out from under the giant. "He's out cold." He smiled at me. "I don't mean to upset you, Emma, but I think we make quite the team." He teases. I jump from the perch and run to him and hug him tightly. "Don't EVER do that again, Killian Jones!" I scold. He grins at me. "Let's get the hell out of here love,"
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We leave the castle, and the guards allow us to run down the mountain so we don't have to scale our way down. Thank god. Killian gives me a smile and rubs my shoulders. I am still tense as we make our way to where the dwarves are camped. Graham sits in the corner, gagged and still bound. He glares daggers at us. "My Queen!" Grumpy says standing. All of the men stand, and I give them a smile. I hold up the satchel. "Got it," I say grinning softly. Gus comes forward and hugs me around my waist. I smile softly.
I peel the armor off, finding my original clothes underneath the metal. At least I didn't have to go change. I kneel in front of Graham and untag him. "Got it," I said pulling the box to me. I open it, and right as rain a heart beats steadily in the box. His eyes widen and he looks at me. But there's something else in the box, a scroll and a vial. That can wait. I slip those out of the box and into a pocket of my satchel. I take the heart in my hands. "Well here goes nothing," I said.
I push back his shirt and using both hands, shove his heart into his chest. He makes a groaning sound before taking in a deep breath of air. His eyes flutter shut. Dread fills my chest. Oh god. "Milady?" He asks opening his eyes. I fling my arms around him and hug him tight, laughing. "You're back!" I say happily. He chuckles. "Mind telling me why I am all tied?" He asks.
"You don't remember?" I ask. He shakes his head. That's logical. "It's ok!" I say smiling. I unbind him and he hugs me close. I tell him everything that had happened. "You promised to a witch?" He asks, incredulous. "That's what I said," Killian says. I grin, just too happy. "We should leave at morning for Nostos." I said. He nods. "Fine. We will." He says patting my shoulder somewhat awkwardly.
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The dwarves talk anxiously around the fire, as Killian sits down next to me. "Thank you, for today," I say looking at him. His eyes widen with the faintest shock of surprise. He swallows before nodding. "It was no problem." He says with a head bow. "You could have died, I saw how the fire almost licked you a few times." I say.
He nods and raises his hand. "But, I want to say thank you. You could have left at any point in time, but you didn't. So, congratulations on being one of the first people not to abandon me." I say with a small smile. He laughs softly and looks down at the forest floor. "It was an honor, your majesty." He says. "Emma, just Emma." I say. He smiles up at me, but the moment is gone as Muir speaks to me.
"Do you believe in magic?" He asks. I laugh humorlessly. "I suppose. I've seen it, but…I don't think that it's a thing you can be taught." I said with a shrug. He smiles. "There was an old tale, about magic. It went something about a man who was a coward. He dreamed to be a fighter. In fact, when he was sent to be a soldier, he dropped a weight on his foot so he wouldn't have to fight. He was labeled a coward. Anyways, he did as much as he could to attain power. It continues on, but he lost his son's trust and physical person in the process. All magic has a cost." He says.
I look at him as he turns to look at me. "Rumplestiltskin," I whisper. He nods slowly. "But what is the cost of magic?" I ask. "Other deals and doings. It's a never ending process." He says. I sit back on the log and watch Killian who has retreated under a tree, drinking from a flask. "I've heard tales of your friend, who went against Rumplestiltskin," He said. I look at him. "He lost." He says simply. "I don't look at it that way. There could never have been a winner or a loser because the prize was already dead." I say softly looking at Killian who stares at the sky.
"He misses her," I whisper. "Not how he did," He comments. "I met him, once before. He was searching for a guide through the forest. Naturally, we being the only dwarves left were a good option." He said. "There were more of you?" I ask. "Hundreds, milady," Gus says walking over. The dwarves sit around us. Gort speaks first. "Yeah. The men you see before you, were many many more, went deep into the caves. We were noble gold miners, because we could see the light in the darkness. Gus. Gus! You were just a boy, but you remember? When we returned to the surface, there was nothing. The land was black and everything, everyone was gone. It was dead." He says.
"That was the month you were taken." Muir says. Grumpy looks down. "I'm very sorry." I say sincerely. "As am I, princess. As am I. Son, play a happy song," Muir says to Nion. Gus looks at me as a beautiful pipe song starts. "A dance princess?" Gus asks shyly. I smile, and nod. "That would be lovely, Gus." I say standing. He takes my hand and leads me to a clearing. "I don't know how to dance, really," I said with a small laugh.
He looks up at me, like I am a light in his universe. "Well, then I guess we'll teach ya," He says. It's an easy dance, and I can do it quickly and well, and soon the dwarves all join in. At some point, I look up to find Killian staring at me, a grin on his face. I smile at him before spinning around.
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I wake at dawn. Birds chirp and flutter over the trees. I take a deep breath and let my eyes open. The sky is so clear it's almost white. I stand up, and find Killian loading the horses with some of the other dwarves. "Good morning," He says looking at me. I smile. "We should be entering the white forest today." He says. Good.
"That's good." I say softly running my hands through my hair. I hear a strange singing sound. I turn, my eyes catch tiny little humans of strange colors flickering and flittering around me. One of them, a bright blue smiles at me. They sing a sad song, and beckon for me to follow them. I look to Muir, who smiles at me. I follow them, almost in a trance. The forest looks more alive than I've seen it. Perhaps this is the coveted White Forest, which people rarely made it to.
The trees are alive as butterflies and birds sing their songs and move around the forest, as the sun rises through the trees. Leaves of pink, green and yellows, that almost seem alive with light bugs. They're fairies. I follow the blue fairy as she leads me to a tree, where I see a large white stag. His antlers look to be made of wood, with pure white fur.
I hear the dwarves behind me, but I suck in a breath. This forest was magical. "We've found you!" The blue fairy says. But the stag is what holds my attention. He was beautiful, regal. My hand reaches up to touch him. His fur is soft, and warm. He bows down to me, as the butterflies swirl around us. I stand in shock and awe. Here stood this majestical creature, bowing to me. I smile and I hear a sound of tiny people going 'aw'. I go to touch his nose, but an arrow slices through the stag.
It erupts into millions of moths and butterflies and the fairies faces turn to that of horror. I turn. Behind us, stand the Queen's guard. "EMMA!" Killian yells. I turn and see the men, going for me. "All we need is her heart!" A guard shouts. Fighting erupts in the clearing. Killian hands me my sword and I swing down mercilessly on the men attacking. I make sure to pierce their metal as the fall. They were men too.
We fight and I turn, bringing my sword down. They're merciless attacking and bearing down against us with all of their strength. I slam my sword down hardly attacking with all my might. The men fall, but we still stand. I am suddenly pushed out of the way.
"Arrow!" Gus shouts. I stare at him, where I once stood. The arrow comes quickly, and spears him through the chest. Someone shoots at the man who killed, him but I rush to catch him. "Gus! Gus! Gus, breath," I say hurridly, tears gathering in my eyes. He looks at me with wide eyes. "Gus, you're going to be fine!" I say putting my hand over the bloody wound. He smiles at me, some blood coming out of his mouth. "Gus breath!" I am almost yelling now. Tears come down my face. "They won't leave you, miss." He says in a strangled voice.
I let out a sob and hold his hand. He grips it tightly once, before letting it fall limp in my hands. I cry hardly and shake my head. "Emma," Killian says softly. I stand and turn on him. "How could she do this? How could she do this? He was an innocent! He didn't deserve to die!" I yell, my voice getting hoarse. Killian looks at me with concern. I'm covered slightly in his blood, but I am shaking. "He died because of me, that arrow was meant for me!" I say falling to the ground sobbing.
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The fire burns brightly around Gus' body. Grumpy is silent for most of it. "We used to have pride, and now we just pilfer and drink and drink about when we didn't. Every man here would die for the chance of becoming that man again. So we follow you, princess. In life and in death. And we shall have our pride again. On Gus' soul, this I swear." He says fixing me with a kindhearted look. "Thank you" I said looking down. Killian watches me softly.
All we have left now is our spirit.
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The woods are cold, and there isn't much talking as we trek the mountain. We were almost in Nostos. Just about two or three miles away. I had strayed behind the group a little but we were taking a rest. Graham came up behind me. "How are you doing?" He asks. I shrug. "Fine, I guess. Yourself?" I ask. He shrugs too.
He smiles. "I got something!" He says. He pulls out a bright red apple. "I picked it up, before we left and it got rainy," he says. I chuckle. "You haven't been eating much, you should have it." He says. I smile and take the apple. "Thank you, Graham." I said. The group was below us, on the hill.
I took a bite of the apple and smiled at him. But it felt as if my airways were being restricted. I drop the apple watching it turn black. "You see child, love always betrays us." Graham says. I cough and choke, trying to get air into my lungs, but I can't. With a swirl of purple smoke, Regina stands in front of me. "By fairest blood it was done, and only by fairest blood can it be undone. You were the only one who could break the spell and destroy me. You're the only one pure enough to save me. I don't want to be saved," She snarls, holding my chin. "EMMA!" I hear Killian yell. Regina's eyes snap over to them. She growls and spins away, crows leaving in her wake. "EMMA!" Killian says. I fall to the ground, and lay motionless, trying to breath.
Graham takes me into his arms, and starts to cry. "What are you doing? You're dwarves! Healers! Help her!" Killian yells. "This cannot be," Muir says. I am struggling to keep consciousness. My eyes flicker. "Emma," Graham says. My head lolls to the side.
By fairest blood, it is done.
AN: TADA! Nasty tricks Regina. Anywhoo, I will be posting the other updates! I haven't had internet for a few days due to a nasty storm. Hope you enjoy PLEASE REVIEW IF YOU CAN :) Or Follow if you want more :)