Good meets evil
A guest asked for a oneshot ofthe evil Snowing from Isaac's world coming to Storybrooke and going after the real Charming family. Charming has a swordfight with his evil self.
Henry had never ran so fast in his life. He had been the first to see them. He'd been lucky to get away. How had they come to Storybrooke in the first place? He was the Author, surely he should know? Was this his fault for travelling to Isaac's realm? None of those questions mattered much at that moment. All that really mattered was warning everyone. They were all at Granny's. He had been on a date with Violet in the park. He had made sure she got home safe before heading to the diner. He ran through the door, panting.
The family all looked up when they heard the door burst open.
"Kid!" Emma shouted, springing to her feet. She was by Henry's side in an instant. "Henry, what's wrong? Breath for me." She instructed. Henry took a few moments to get his breathing back under control. His heart was still hammering inside his chest. His mouth was dry as a bone.
"They-they're here." He panted.
"Who's here, Henry?" Charming asked as he and Snow came over, Neal in Charming's arms. But before Henry had a chance to explain, they arrived.
"Well, this is rather quaint, isn't it?" Came a cold voice. It was familiar, and yet so distant. Behind her was a sullen shadow of the man he imitated. This was the evil version of Snow and Charming that Isaac had created. Emma quickly pulled Henry behind her. Charming cradled Neal close to him. The Evil Snow raised her eyebrows at the family.
"Ah, it's the annoying little brat and his mother. I would have assumed you were both dead by now. How interested. We'll need to fix that…"
"Leave." The real Snow growled. "Now." The Evil Snow looked at her doppelganger and laughed.
"My my my. What have we here? I knew you had a twin, David. But it appears I do to…" Then, the Evil Snow spotted Charming. "James?" She gasped. Charming shook his head.
"I'm not his twin, nor is my wife yours. You're copies of us. That's all you are. Imitations." Charming told her. The evil Snow's eyes narrowed. She didn't like that explanation one bit.
"Well we can't have that. No, there can only be one of me. I'm certainly not going to allow this frumpy little weakling to run around and ruin my reputation…"
"You want to take me on and see who's the weakling?" Snow barked. The evil Snow just laughed.
"I'd rather not get my hands dirty. She jerked her head at them. "David, my dear, do deal with this." She ordered. The evil Charming pulled out his sword. In an instant, Charming passed Neal to Snow and grabbed his own sword from the booth. He never left home without it these days. The rest of the group stepped back. The evil and the real Charming circled each other.
"Dad…"
"Stay back Emma." Charming told her. "I've got this." The evil Charming smirked.
"You think so?" He asked arrogantly. He lunged at Charming, but he easily dodged.
"Yeah, I do." Charming snarled. He knew this him and the evil Snow weren't real. They didn't belong in Storybrooke.
The battle was tense. Charming was keeping his evil self caged in the area to prevent him hurting someone in his family. He could see both Emma and Snow keeping an eye on Snow's evil counterpart. But she didn't seem the least bit interested. It was like she didn't care if the evil Charming lived or died. Whereas Snow's heart was in her mouth. Charming quickly worked out his evil counterpart's major weakness. He was far too aggressive. He was very skilled, yes, but his offence lead strategy left him open to counter attacks. Charming soon had him on his back with a sword at his throat.
"Consider this your first and only warning. However you found your way to Storybrooke, leave it. You have your own realm. This realm belongs to us." Charming warned him. Out of the corner of her eye, Snow saw her evil self raise a hand. She quickly sprinted over, grabbing the wrist and twisting it up her back. Her evil self hissed in agony.
"That warning goes for you as well." Snow snarled, shoving her towards the door. "Leave!" The evil Snow yelled out in rage, but stormed out the diner, the evil Charming stomping behind. When they were gone, Snow went over to Charming, pulling him into a passionate kiss.
"Are you alright?" She asked. Charming nodded, kissing her back.
"I mean, we can always go home if you want to check properly?" He asked cheekily. Snow laughed, pulling his lips to hers once more. No villain was too great for them. Not even themselves.
