A Captain's Advice
Chapter 6
AN: Hey guys! So do you want more chapters? This might be the last chapter. So please, please let me know whether you want another one or not. I might have one mini-chapter reunion in the underworld. BUT PLEASE REVIEW AND LET ME KNOW WHAT YOU WANT!
Anyway :) hope you enjoy this chapter, love you guys! Set in the season 5 mid season finale before Killian's sacrifice.
Henry stared down at his wrist, looking at the black intent on his skin that foreshadowed his impending doom.
As the author, he couldn't help but find the irony of it all that tiny bit comical.
Killian Jones despising the Dark One for 300 years.
Killian Jones's girlfriend becoming the Dark One.
Killian Jones fighting tooth and nail to free her from the darkness.
Killian Jones finding out he actually was a Dark One too.
Killian Jones relishes in being the Dark One and resurrects all the Dark Ones.
Brilliant.
Henry kicked a stone and continued on his walk, it was late evening now. The sun had just gone down and the sky was a deep shade of blue.
As he walked through the eerily silent town, Henry looked around, etching every building, every road and signpost, every feature of this magical town into his mind.
For soon, when he was in the depths of hell, he could close his eyes and remember what this was like, where home was.
It crossed over his mind that perhaps he should visit Violet, talk to her, text her, say goodbye.
Something stopped him however, fear, guilt, uncertainty, he wasn't sure what it was.
All he knew was that whatever would happen tonight, it wasn't going to be good.
And he didn't particularly want a tearful goodbye with the girl he may or may not have a crush on.
Plus he was still holding out hope that his moms and the other heroes would come up with a solution, like they always do.
He was lost in his thoughts of what this Underworld would look like, be like and what horrors may await him there that he hadn't noticed the direction he had been walking in.
He heard it before he saw it, the gentle crash of the ocean waves colliding with the docks.
Henry cast his eyes out onto the ocean, he never fully appreciated how beautiful it was out here until it was too late.
He never spent much time at the docks, except with Killian.
Swallowing, Henry turned the corner to sit on one of the benches and contemplate what was to come but when he saw who was sitting there already he froze.
Killian Jones was sitting on the docks benches, staring out onto the sea, oblivious to Henry's presence.
Except it wasn't really Killian.
He wore different jeans, no leather jacket and his hair was carelessly tossed to the opposite side than usual.
But he still looked the same, still held his beloved flash in the same hand.
Henry briefly wondered why, with all his new-found power, hadn't Killian restored his other hand?
Henry decided it would probably be wiser not to ask and instead to slowly back away before the Dark One noticed his presence.
Unfortunately that didn't quite work out for the black haired author.
The creak of a loose, old, deck floorboard caused the Dark One's head to turn and allowed his empty, somewhat startled eyes to meet Henry's frightened ones.
Uncertain of how to continue Henry just stood frozen in silence until the Dark One spoke.
"Henry." A gentle, familiar yet wary tone matched a guarded face.
"Hook."
Henry wanted to yell, to scream, to order Killian to let them all go, to fight the darkness, to fight for Emma, for him and for the family they were all supposed to be some day.
He wanted to cry and ask how could Killian give in to darkness and vengeance after all the heroes had done for him? He wanted to beg him, he wanted to ask why hadn't he, why hadn't his mom and he been enough for him.
But he couldn't, so instead he stood, wide eyed waiting for whatever Killian were to do to him.
A number of emotions flickered across Killian's face but in the dim moonlight Henry couldn't decipher which one was more prominent than the others.
"You…you shouldn't be here lad." The Dark One eventually said softly but firmly
Henry straightened his feet and held his head up high, "Sorry." Sounding the complete opposite "Didn't realise this part of town was forbidden."
"Yes. Well it is. So I'd appreciate it if you were on your way."
"It's not like it matters." Henry retorts, a fire in his eyes, anger and resentment in his tone, "I'll be gone soon enough, doomed to the Underworld, full of demons and tortured souls thanks to you."
The older man stands silent for a moment before harshly whispering,
"You were a necessity. You need to be sent there."
"Why?"
"Because your loss would cause your mother the greatest pain." Killian hissed.
"Why do you want to hurt her? Can't you just forgive her? She forgave you! She forgives you for all this! Just…just call off your other Dark One friends and…and come home! We can be a family! Like you wanted! Operation Light Swan! It's still on, we can still do it!"
"No we can't" Killian contradicts
"Why not?"
Killian laughs loudly and smirks, "Because I don't want that life anymore Henry."
"Yes you do, deep down you do. We're your happy ending."
"My happy ending is and always was the end of Rumplestilskin and with Nimue's plan in effect that will occur and I can hurt Emma Swan in the process."
"But you love her!"
Killiian stepped towards the younger boy and lowers his head, a smirk still gracing his lips
"You're a good kid lad, truly you are. Unfortunately you have far too much of your father and mothers in you. What is love good for if the one who claims to love you, to adore you, to do anything for you, denies your dying wish and turns you into the thing you despise most in the universe?"
Killian cocks his head to the side and grins wider, "If your precious girlfriend turned you into this, into me, the cruel, twisted Dark One monster would you be so forgiving?"
Henry wanted to insist he would be but the words got stuck in his throat.
The Dark One caught the flicker of doubt upon his face and turned sharply, his back facing the teenager.
"As I thought. Well I'll be seeing you lad. I'm sure we will run into each other before you go. It's to be a long night. And," Killian sat on the bench again and looked at Henry with a sadistic smile on his face "your last so do enjoy yourself while it lasts."
"No, no I'm not leaving. I want answers!" Henry stomps toward him but in the blink of an eye Killian has raised an eyebrow and a hand, enveloping Henry into a puff of red smoke.
When the smoke clears he is in his grandparents' loft.
Henry rakes a hand through his hair and squeezes his eyes shut.
Killian was right about one thing.
It sure as hell would be an awfully long night.
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