A/N: This is just a my take on the perfect Beauty and the Beast, starring our beautiful Emma, and super super hott Killian Jones. Inspired by me listening to "Monster" by Imagine Dragons nonstop. (Go listen to it) AU

Disclaimer: I own none of the characters. I can't even imagine what I would do with Hook if I did ;)

~Chapter 1~

~300 Years Later~

Green eyes meet blue. Both sets of eyes narrow. The owner of the green eyes growls. The owner of the blue eyes smirks.

"Checkmate."

The green eyes sparkle as the blue eyes stare in disbelief at the crudely homemade chess board.

The blue eyes look up. "How?..." David Nolan manages to croak.

The green eyed girl throws back her head and laughs. "Father, you of all people must understand that I can beat anyone should I put my mind to it!"

David laughs. The girl joins in, and the town crazy and his daughter laugh together. Eventually, the laughter subsides. David begins to grow restless as they gaze upon the sunset.

"Emma," he begins, then stops.

Emma looks at him expectantly. "Yes, Father?"

"Baelfire," he begins again, then again stops as her head snaps around to stare at him through a thoroughly terrifying glare.

"I wish not to speak of him," she says stiffly. Her eyes narrowed further. "Nor how many offers he may have made for me."

David the shepherd sighs wearily. "Emma, you know you need thi-"

"I most certainly do not!" she cries indignantly, and stands to prove her point further.

"A woman marries for love, father, not for…for money, or status, and most certainly not for her father's debts to be paid," she spits.

"It's not like that," he says indignantly. "You, of all people, should know that this union would be very beneficial to both-"

Emma snorts. "Marriage is not meant to be beneficial, Father, it's meant to be hard work. it's meant to be disastrous and chaotic, and above all, it's meant to be MY CHOICE."

David sighed dejectedly. "You used to love him."

Emma begins to pick up the game. "Yes," she says pleasantly, as though discussing the weather. "I also used to think he wasn't a son of a -"

"Emma," he says sharply.

She sighs. "I apologize, Father." She sighs again. "I just...I just thought he was someone else. And," she adds thoughtfully. "I'd rather not talk about it."

David sighs again, but nods, respecting his daughter's wishes. He knows how she feels. Love is messy. Especially for a girl with all the wrong views on the subject.

A/N:

Sorry for such a short chapter! I wrote it late, and anyway, I have more on the way tomorrow, so don't fret, my munchkins!

Anyhoo, I'd like to do SHOUTOUTS! YAY!

Well, first off, I'd like to thank 5289belle! Belle, you were my first favorite-er (favoriteer, favoriter? IDK) AND my first follower for this story! You made me smile, and it takes a special munchkin like you to do it. ;)

SHOUTOUT! to phoward for being my second to follow in the footsteps of belle, AND following my first story! (You don't need to follow that one: it wont ever change because it's a oneshot) BUT I STILL I love you so much! :)

and finally, a SHOUTOUT! to tarte hearte for being a favorite-er AND follower for BOTH of my stories! Like, cue the round of applause for this munchkin right here! MML.

Last SHOUTOUT!'s to all you reviewers! Keep reviewing! You guys have NO idea how happy it makes me. (I check like every five minutes; you guys are seriously the sweetest.)

Hugs and Kisses!

~Mrs Killian Jones: pureblood~