So um chapter ten wasn't supposed to happen, not originally at least, and well um? wow okay. I just thought that would be a good thing okay. So i'm currently finding myself rewriting the middle of this to get to the ending with the biggest plot twist ever.
This entire chapter is pretty big anti-neal, who I have chosen to keep as Neal for later purposes. I've decided that Snowings baby will be named Baelfire when Snow does have her baby. So please don't picture Neal as baby Neal, who is balefire, who is not born yet.
Chapter Eleven
Standing at the corner of the room Emma glanced over every guest, smiling at every single one. Emma felt airy, today was The Great Ball. Emma waited and waited for an invitation and when she finally received it Emma couldn't stop giggling. She pictured meeting her True Love and dancing the night away. Emma had received the invitation on her sixteenth birthday as most proper ladies do. After rsvping Emma practised curtsying and waltzing. She even learned a spell that would charm others into thinking she was the most divine person at the ball.
Emma couldn't be happier.
She was so happy she just might cry.
Emma flashed a smile at anyone who looked at her. She truly couldn't stop gushing. It wasn't ladylike at all. But sometimes, only sometimes, Emma would let herself bend the rules.
But Emma couldn't stand it when others were breaking the rules, especially when they had received an invitation to something so prestigious as The Great Ball.
Which explained why Emma chased down the thief in the hallway. When she caught up to him, in heels (!), Emma shouted for him to stop, that she had magic and wasn't going to hesitate using it.
"C'mon! The guards are coming!" The man shouted and Emma followed not wanting this holligan to get away. When they made their great escape, Emma flew herself to the ground. She was afraid she might vomit. How unladylike.
"I'm Neal," the man said holding her hand out. Emma ignored it.
"You're a thief!" Emma snapped "And you ruined my night!"
"I am deeply sorry, but you followed me," Neal pointed out.
"Only because you were stealing!" Emma said clasping her hands together in her lap. Neal smiled, it was like taking candy from a baby. The Evil Queen's daughter was lonely and Neal could use her to his advantage, then kill her.
"Well, I may not be much but may I offer you this dance?"
….
"I love you," Neal whispered his touch a ghost on her skin. Neal's lips grazing her neck sending heat all over her body.
"I love you too," Emma smiled and held his face in her hands. "I will only ever love you,"
….
Neal laughed as Emma said something he forgot the minute she finished talking. Pouring the vial of poison in Emma's drink before she noticed and reveled in his accomplishment.
….
Emma went skipping down the hallway looking for her True Love. Emma leaned into the doorway about to knock when,
"What do you mean poison didn't work?" A man asked his voice sounded like he was incharge. It reminded Emma a lot of her mother's when Emma forgot to curtsey or something political like that.
"I mean I slipt Emma the poison and-"
Emma didn't even know what she was doing. The door exploded into a million shards stabbing the man in charge of her murder in the arms, legs, necks. A blast of red magic bursted from her hand like a canon onto the man's face burning it and Emma watched as his face melted his features dropping onto a pile on the floor. Boils appearing all over his corpse.
Emma laughed hysterically.
"You LIED to me!" Emma shouted breath going hot in her mouth. The butterflies in her stomach from explaining Neal about her suspicions were diminished by red hot rage. Emma didn't care if he was the father of her child, he needed to pay for his lies. For his betrayal.
Treason was punishable by death.
"Emma-"
"DONT YOU DARE SPEAK THE NAME OF A ROYAL!" Emma shouted, knowing her crown bothered him.
"BOW!"
He did as he was commanded. Emma plunged her hand into his chest remembering how to do it from all those years before, gave it a good squeeze and crumbled it.
Emma smiled over his corpse.
If he wanted Evil, if everyone wanted Emma to be Evil, thats exactly who Emma would be.
…
"This wasn't apart of the plan!" Regina snapped at Rumple.
"Well, dearie, you told me your daughter was a rotten apple," the imp giggled. "But it turns out she has a heart as pure as snow!"
"Well! I was promised my revenge not to make sisters closer!" Regina snapped at the imp who was skating very close to breaking their deal.
"Dearie, we are just going to have to revise the plan,"
"Explain,"
"Well you could really use a True Love's Kiss," Rumple giggled "And it looks like she has found hertwu luv!"
…
"Bloody hell," Killian mumbled.
"I was right!" Liam shouted into the cave his voice bouncing off the walls.
("I love you Emma"
"I love you so much")
Emma remembered the story. The woman came to island for eternal life she needed the dreamshade to protect her lover from the bad dreams he was having and they fled to Neverland to spend eternity with each other.
Emma just stood there in shock not realizing what had just happened, not wanting to think about soulmates and True Love, and the sudden clamor of did she have feelings for him?
They collected the dreamshade and called for her. Emma didn't turn around.
"I'll be just a second," Emma said her voice barely a whisper.
For the first time in a long time, she allowed herself some silent tears.
She couldn't love him.
She just wanted to be his friend. She didn't want True Love, or at least not anymore. What if he left her? What if someone killed him for them being linked? Would Snow like him? Emma wasn't even sure if she had feelings that ran much deeper than friendship.
Emma closed her eyes then wiped her cheeks.
She needed someone to hug her, and she understood what the this whole situation meant.
She needed to put as much distance between Killian Jones and herself as possible.
