Chapter 25: Dead Reckoning
The man before her matched the ginger's physical description of her ideal man; brunet, blue eyes...and had a remarkable resemblance to Colin O'Donohue. He had barely spoken yet his voice was quite pleasing to the ears and that accent...yeah it would make almost every woman hot under the collar and wanting to jump that man's bones.
Well shit...she had found Artz's Captain but where the hell was Artz?!
"Who are you?" Snow demanded pointing her bow and arrow in his direction.
The blonde almost snapped at her birth mother. There was no way in heaven, hell, purgatory, or limbo that she was going to let anyone hurt, maim, or kill this guy. Let him meet Artz first, damn it!
"The name is Killian Jones. Though you might know me better by my more colorful moniker...Hook." He answered completely unbothered by the threat to his life.
Well that took some guts...not batting an eye at the arrow aimed at his heart. She wasnt sure if it was sheer stupidity or was he really that much of a badass? Wait...did he just say Hook?
He pulled out a a silver metal hook and tossed it on the ground at Emma's feet. She picked it up, examining it briefly before looking up at him, her eyes curious.
"As in Captain Hook?" She asked wanting verification because if he was...he was not going anywhere until she found Artz.
Captain...yet another detail from the ginger's very long list of attributes...also Captain Hook was a pirate in all the stories which was yet another detail from her list. He was tall, dark, and definitely rugged… he was admittedly handsome.
His voice and accent were just...yum. Sass, charm, swagger, confidence, sarcasm...very suave and his entire demeanor practically screamed that he was the ultimate fucking badass. He appeared to be strong, carried himself more like a gentleman than a sailor...sophisticated.
She could see it...the spark of intelligence that was very similar to her friend's and the man was charming and even she thought he was pretty damn sexy...good build, long legs, toned muscles...and then he smirked at her, a knowing look in his eyes. Her cheeks heated up and she glanced away in embarrassment.
"You've heard of me then? That will expedite matters considerably and time is in rather short supply at the moment." He answered uncrossing his limbs and moving away from the table.
Holy shit! It hit Emma like a ton of bricks. This was him. This was the guy that Artz had described. Seriously?! What the fuck?! No way! That little Dalek! The red head had said that she wouldn't find him in their world but in a world of magic and adventure...The Enchanted Forest.
She knew...Artz knew and this was part of that tv show that she had told her about after the Curse was broken. She had known that they would meet him here and that's why she had so readily jumped into that portal. Artz...so much faith...so much hope...um wow...then it clicked.
Oh my god...plot be damned...holy shit… damn Artz, staking a fucking claim on Captain Hook and pretty much giving the tv show the finger while saying 'Fuck off, bitches. He's mine and I'll wreck the whole damn plot line to keep him.' That woman was just….impossible and she was loving it.
"You only had one hand when you first came here. Now you have two. Care to explain that...blacksmith?" Mulan questioned still battle ready as was the prince.
The dark haired man chuckled, a rather fond look on his face. It softened his facial features and the blonde could see why Artz would go after this guy like white on rice...still she needed to make sure that he was good enough for the ginger. She has been through enough shit already and she did not need to have her heart broken on top of all that.
"My star felt that two hands were better than one...certainly did help keep her in place. She is definitely a force of nature and the only woman alive that actually gave me a run for my money in the stamina department. Almost bested me too but fortune smiled upon me...for now at least." He explained smirking, his posture confident and his eyes mischievous.
My Star...wasnt that what Artz wanted to be to him...His Guiding Star. Oh no...dont tell her that he has already been snatched up by another woman! The blonde was pretty certain that she would make said woman disappear just so that the redhead could have her ideal man, but can you blame her?
Artz needed some love in her life and her heart was set on him...the blonde silently vowed to get them together even if she had to wreck the plot line along side Artz just to do it.
"And just who is this star of yours?" Philip asked curiously and she kind of wanted to know the answer to that question as well.
The man known as Killian Jones smiled fondly, his eyes holding such pride and wonder. What the hell? Emma felt it...something was in the air...or the lack of something. When they had first arrived, the camp was steeped in the scent of fear and death but now...that scent was gone.
A gentle warmth flowed through the camp and the blonde felt some kind of pulse...it reminded her of the pulse she had felt when she had broken the Dark Curse to save her son's life, but it felt different this time. It felt pure...kind even yet laced with sorrow and just a touch of desperate hope.
The group of five could only stare in disbelief as the people that were once dead...started getting back up, rising to their feet, looking about in confusion, others beginning to weep in relief, and some were laughing at the shock of being alive.
Oh my god...they're alive...the only thing that was bouncing around her brain was that this...this was Artz. She didn't know how but in her heart, she knew that these people were alive because of her ginger haired friend.
"What kind of magic is this? Powerful enough to bring back the dead? What could possibly do such an impossible thing?" Aurora questioned starting to cry as she watched the scene before her.
More like who, Sleeping Beauty. Emma looked around at the people, a small smile on her face. The fury simmering beneath the surface began to recede as an odd sense of pride took its place...only to shift to shock at the captain's next words.
"The power of a star...my guiding star...but you might know her by her more color moniker...the Crimson Savior." Killian revealed smirking as everyone's jaws dropped.
Emma opened her mouth to say something, her mind and heart shooting in different directions but then her birth mother did something incredibly stupid.
"That beast is not a savior!" Snow snapped letting her arrow fly through the air and straight at the man's chest.
The Savior has found her friend's Captain and said captain has already staked a claim on the enigmatic ginger...but shit was about to hit the fan big time. Who was going to be left standing when the dust finally settles?
