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Chapter Two (William's POV):

William woke to beautiful birdsong and sleepily blinked his eyes open. Sitting up, he looked for Snow White and watched for a while as her chest steadily rose and fell, indicating she was fast asleep.

"That's creepy you know."

William jumped up, startled. Spinning round, he saw none other than the huntsman leaning against a tree not far from Will's resting place.

Swallowing, just to make sure his voice didn't betray the unsettled feeling he had just had, William glared at him.

"How long have you been there?"

Eric folded his arms "Most of the morning, I like to rise before sunrise."

"Yeah, and that's not creepy." Will began to throw his things into his bag.

Eric detached himself from the tree "What's so creepy about waking early?"

William stopped packing his stuff and squinted up. "Not that, it's the fact that you've been standing next to where I've been sleeping for so long..." He trailed off when he noticed Eric's expression - as if he didn't know whether amusement or disgust would win.

"Don't flatter yourself." He strode forward without a backward glance.

"No I didn't mean...Hey look - don't get the wrong idea!"

Eric didn't turn around. Not once.

He probably thinks I'm such an idiot. Will shook his head - Why should I care what he thinks of me anyway?

All Will wanted to do was protect Snow from the never ending dangers that surrounded her - but it seemed that job was being possessed by someone else!

Picking his bag up, he went to wake Snow, but saw that he'd been beaten to it by... well, who do you think?

Looking around, he notice Eric had disappeared. He had a habit of doing that, but just to make sure, William checked behind him.

He didn't trust that man, especially after this morning.

Stretching, he walked over and sat next to Snow, who smiled that dazzling smile of hers and passed him some - rather stale - bread that the dwarves had been carrying with them.

Come to think of it, where had all the dwarves gone?

Sure, they'd been very upset when Gus had died, but that hadn't stopped them from getting excited at the prospect of a fight between him and Eric last night.

"Hey Snow, where have your little hairy friends gone?"

Snow looked up and around, as if she'd not noticed they'd ever left. "Oh...maybe they realised I was too much trouble than I'm worth...?"

Her eyes glistened, and she put down her own bread to quickly wipe her eyes.

William also placed his bread down (maybe a little gratefully), and put his hands comfortingly on her shoulders. "Snow, I don't think that's the reason. They all love you. You're so beautiful, and the princess; the chosen one. Everyone loves you. Well, except for the Queen and her brother..." They both laughed at this, but then Will sobered up quickly and added "I love you."

Snow gazed into his eyes, and William found it impossible to look away.

As a child, she had been so very pretty - that was half the reason why he had teased her constantly.

The other half was that as children, they hadn't needed to worry about love or anything like that, just pure friendship.

He saw her lean closer, and he instinctively mirrored her movements.

Her lips were as red as blood, and he could already feel their tenderness as he leant in and -

"WE'RE BEING AMBUSHED! RUN!"

Before Will could gather his senses, Eric had already charged in and and stamped the fire out, as well as pulled Snow up and away from him, prodding her in the right direction.

Will scrambled up, grabbing his bow and arrows and putting them in place.

Eric looked at him in exasperation "There's no time for that, go after her!"

Will strung an arrow in his bow and was ready to fight. He was not going to listen to this huntsman of all people "I'm ace at the bow, I rarely ever miss! If we had time, I'd show you what I can do in a competition but -" Will realised he was babbling. It's what he did in surprise situations like this.

Eric's face - at any other time - could have been described as comical "William...We are about to be slaughtered by the Queen's men, and you want to have a competition?"

Will paused "Well no, not now obviously, I meant after -"

Eric seemed to have had enough of this and just shoved Will in the direction which Snow had gone. "Protect her!"

Will frowned at him "But what about y-"

"GO!"

Will would have lied if he said that Eric's expression - coupled with the force of that word - hadn't scared him a little.

Obeying the command, he took off, following Snow's trail. Hearing her scream up ahead, Will ran even faster.

Entering a clearing, he looked wildly round.

On his right, Snow was struggling with the Queen's brother, Finn, who was trying to put her on his horse.

Will ran towards them, notching an arrow at the same time. But he couldn't shoot it, because he was scared that he'd hit Snow!

Instead, throwing his weapon aside, he drew his dagger from his side and charged into Finn.

Releasing Snow (yes, the desired effect!), Finn drew a long scimitar, which seemed more intimidating than William's own puny weapon.

With a menacing grin, Finn started swinging his sword from the left to the right and poking it forward every so often.

Will parried these attacks, and started drawing the guy away from the horse, hoping that Snow would take the hint and ride away.

For what seemed like a long time, they were stuck in the same position - Finn occasionally attacking, Will blocking.

But soon William's arms began to tire. He knew should have taken more lessons in close combat rather than archery.

Suddenly, Snow's short scream (she was still here?) erupted from his left, and was quickly silenced.

Whipping his head to the sound, he saw one of the knights gallop away on the horse, with Snow draped across the back like a ragdoll.

"SNOW!"

Too late, he noticed Finn take his chance and dive in, with a felling swoop.

Barely bringing his dagger up in time, pain burst across his right arm, where a deep gash appeared.

He gasped and fell to one knee, and Finn snatched the dagger from his hand, before raising his own sword high above his head.

Will closed his eyes, knowing he wouldn't be able to get away in time, and prayed that Snow White would become Queen one day.

He waited for the blow that would end his life...but it never came.

Instead, he heard a cry of agony and, opening his eyes, he saw a sword protruding from Finn's midriff.

Peering round him, he saw the huntsman slowly take it out.

Glancing back up, he quickly scrambled backwards as the guy toppled forward.

Eric quickly bent over him and snarled "Don't you dare talk about my wife ever again."

But instead of showing fear, Finn giggled "I don't think I should be the one you vent your anger at."

Eric rolled his eyes "Why not?"

"Because he" he pointed at Will, who could only stare as Eric looked towards him with raised eyebrows, then back "let your precious Snow White be captured."

This time, Eric turned around quicker than before, and his expression was more dangerous.

He quickly got up and looked into the distance, where the horse and its occupants could be seen faintly.

"DAMN IT!"

William flinched at the anger in his voice, and took an unsteady step backwards when Eric spun round to face him.

He could see why this man had been called 'the huntsman'.

"All you had to do was protect Snow White. That's all I asked of you. And you couldn't even do that! She's a young girl, how hard could it be?"

He stalked slowly towards William in the fashion of a hunt. Will was unable to look at the fire burning in his eyes, and put up two hands to ward him off - unsuccessfully, it turned out.

Eric suddenly appeared in front of him and punched him, grabbing the shirt so that Will couldn't get away.

"Eric...Eric, wait!"

It seemed that the huntsman was deaf to his pleas, as again he punched him.

Grabbing William's head in his fists, Eric bent down and whispered "You are useless! You think Snow will ever look at you the same way again after this? I knew letting you go after her was a mistake!"

"It wasn't my fault! I freed her from Finn who - " Will groaned as he looked towards Finn. Who had conveniently disappeared.

Eric looked at the space he'd left him, and cursed.

Will took this opportunity to do some fighting of his own. He kicked out at Eric's legs, which gave way a little, causing Eric to let go of William's head to steady himself.

Spitting out the blood from biting his tongue, Will jumped up and almost got away.

But Eric didn't seem to be finished with him just yet. He bellowed "It was completely your fault!" and Will felt the most excruciating pain from his right arm as Eric grabbed him where the wound was.

Tumbling backwards, he faintly heard Eric exclaim with surprise before darkness engulfed him.

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