Chapter 2

Emma's head hurt. It throbbed and ached like nothing she had felt before. She didn't want to open her eyes. A lazy and familiar voice called to her again and again. It became more agitated each time it said her name. All of the sudden Emma felt a stab go through her leg and her eyes snapped open with an explosion of pain. She let out a scream and began gasping for air. The pain along with the shock of waking up made her feel dizzy and out of breath.

""Bout time, love," said a voice from the shadows. "I had a feeling that would do the trick."

"Killian?" Emma asked shocked. She looked around. There was a fresh wound on her right leg above her knee. She also had a shallow but painful knife wounds on both of her shoulders, and in front of her was a plain black wall.

Killian walked into view. He was dressed in his old pirate cloths. Something she had not seen in months. He looked very angry. The look in his eyes made her nervous, but Emma couldn't worry about that at the moment she needed to figure out what the hell was going on.

"All right, love?" Hook asked with an amused undertone in his voice. It annoyed her to no end. Only he would make light of a situation like this.

"Killian, help me. How did we get down here? What' going on?" Emma said frantically. "We need to get out of here!" She tried to force the chains off of her using magic. Something she had been working on mastering with Snow and Regina. Every time she tried, the chains only got tighter.

"Killian, Dammit! Help me!" Emma screamed. She looked at the man she loved with desperation, but the look in his eyes made her catch her breath. No. No. This could not be happening.

"You mean you can't get out on your own darling?" Hook asked with a smug smirk. "How exciting! I was afraid when the knockout powder wore off the counter chains might not work. But this makes things very interesting, don't you think love."

Emma looked at Hook, who was now kneeling in front of her. She searched his face for any ounce of affection, for any ounce of the love he had shown her only a few hours earlier. There was none. Not a single trace. And in that instant a pain greater that any of her other physical injuries jolted through her heart.

"Why Killian?" she asked softly as a single tear ran down her face. She loved him. More than she had loved any man in her life. More than she had even loved Neal. This wasn't him. This couldn't be him. She knew Killian Jones. He had shared his story with her. They had healed each other. Why would he do this to her. Why now?

"Oh Emma, dear" Hook said with a laugh. "Did you believe that I loved you?" He got up and walked around her and put his mouth up by her ear. "Did you truly believe that anything I shared with you in these last few months was genuine? That I truly cared for you? Come now, lass, I thought you were smarter than that."

Hooks hand began to travel down, over her shoulders and her chest. He pressed down hard when he passed over the wounds on her arms causing her to cry out in pain. Her head was spinning. She could not believe this was happening. How could he do this? After everything that they had been through, and what was his purpose? What was this accomplishing?

"No dear," Hook said coldly grabbing a handful of her hair and pulling it hard. "You have merely been a plaything of mine. You have just been a pawn to preoccupy me while I got my revenge. Alas, I have grown bored of you. So now I plan on making things more interesting." He walked around to face her again. Emma couldn't breathe. She was trapped, her heart, and her entire world were breaking around her. Hook grabbed her face and forced her into a harsh painful kiss caressing her face with his hook. Then pulled his hand back and smacked her across her face. The blow landed just above her mouth and made her eyes fill with unexpected tears.

"Oh my dear!" he said grinning. "This is going to be such fun." Emma watched in horror as Hook winked at her and began to laugh.

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He was screaming. The magical wall Cora had put up in front of him was no doubt preventing his voice from being heard, but he kept screaming.

Hook had watched Cora take his form. He had watched her jab a knife into Emma's leg. He heard Emma scream. Watching her being hurt and not being able to do anything about it was bad enough. The worst however, was when he saw recognition on Emma's face. When she had seen the man she loved was the one torturing her and she had accepted it. In and instant.

How could she believe he would ever hurt her?

No, he couldn't think like that. That's what Cora wanted. And to her credit Cora was playing a convincing Captain Hook. She had his voice and mannerism down to the T. Hell, he would have most likely believed it was him.

He had to stop this. He had to get to her. Assure her that he would never harm her, but he was helpless.

He watched Cora hit Emma, right across Emma's face. Blood dripped from Emma's lips. Down her chin and stained her white tank top.

"Now now Emma," Cora said as Hook. "What shall we do now?" The dark glee that filled the false Hooks voice made Hook's skin crawl. This was so wrong. On a level of wrong he had not been witness to in a long time.

He studied Emma's face. The tears flowing from her eyes where causing him a emotion gutting that surpassed any physical anguish. All he wanted to do was dry them. What was the use of being a 300 year old pirate who couldn't use any of the skills he picked up? Being chained to this wall was hell.

The false Hook ran its hand along Emma's freshly bruised face.

"Shall I kiss it and make it better?" The false Hook asked with a smirk.

All of the sudden Emma's face changed her head jerked up and looked at the imposter.

"You are not Killian." Hook heard Emma say. Those words made his heart jump. How had she figured it out?

"What?" He heard the imposter say. "Of course I am!"

"No you are not!" Emma shouted. "It was the kiss. You messed up with the kiss. True loves Kiss. I have experienced it. Once to break a curse, and now every morning when I wake up and Killian kisses me. It's true love. I know it! Now you tell me who you are and what you did to the man I love. Now!" Emma shouted.

Hook watched the scene from the wall. Dear God that woman was full of surprises. If he could, he would kiss her now to prove her point.

"Oh well, It was fun while it lasted!" False Hook said before it released a cloud of purple smoke and transformed back into Cora.

The look on Emma's face Hook assumed was a mirror image of what his had been when he had seen Cora. Cora turned to him and held up her hand and the wall began to disintegrate.

"Emma!" Hook shouted. Their eyes locked and he held her gaze. "Darling, we are going to get through this. Do you understand?" Emma looked up at him with a look of shame.

"Hook I am so sorry I thought it was you, I-." She started before Cora grabbed her by the hair and caused her to scream.

"Cora!" Hook shouted! "Stop this! You have had your fun! Let us go."

"No." Cora shouted. She looked at down at Emma then back at Hook.

"Since my little ruse didn't work. Why not try the real thing darlings? Don't you think that would be fun?" Cora said as she released Emma's hair and walked over to Hook.

"Now we all know that I can't make Emma do anything she doesn't want to. I'm just lucky those chains are dipped in squid ink or I wouldn't be able to hold her at all." Cora said with distaste. She opened her hand and the chains dropped around Hook. He fell to his knees in front of Cora. She knelt down and grabbed him by the hair and made him look into her eyes.

"You however… You will do everything I say." Cora said with a smile as she reached into his chest and ripped out his heart. The last thing he heard as a free man was Emma scream out his name.