HOTDCH3
~Henry's POV~
Anger was the first thing that came to my mind when I became dark.
This was how I was supposed to be. If my mother treated my true self like a bad thing, then maybe she wasn't my mother.
The darkness made me feel free. I could do what I wanted when I wanted to do it.
I didn't have to worry about enemies anymore. Emma and the heroes were no match for the darkness inside of me. I had power for once. I wouldn't just stand on the side anymore. I was tired of it.
I was the Dark One. I could do what I pleased.
I felt better than I ever felt before.
I teleported myself to Storybrooke. I wanted to see what they thought of the real me.
Landing on the street in front of the clock tower, I smirked at the thought of my family loving the way I was.
I strolled down the sidewalk in my new look. I had a nice suit and tie on, but it wasn't comfortable. With a flick of my wrist, I had changed into a better look for me-a leather jacket and jeans.
I walked myself to Mr. Gold's shop. I left a note on the doorstep. I wanted him to see what I was capable of. I was way more powerful than him.
I sauntered to my family's apartment.
I found my grandmother, grandfather, and their baby, Neal.
At the sound of the door opening, everyone went silent. Their faces wore stunned looks, until Mary Margaret broke the silence with a big smile and an excited march to me. She held her arms out for a hug.
"Henry, you're back! Are you okay? Where's Emma?"
I pulled back, disgusted. "I'm fine. My mom...she's busy," I said, "and no hugs."
"Oh, ok," she said as her smile twisted into a frown. "So, this is a new look, isn't it?" She looked at my outfit.
"What, is it not perfect enough for you? Miss 'Snow White' isn't satisfied with the way I always should've been? I always knew you guys were stuck up!"
"Henry! What has gotten into you?!" David exclaimed. He got out of his seat in the living room.
"Darkness," I said with a sly smile.
"What?" Mary Margaret breathed in her words, too stunned to actually speak.
"I'm the Heir of the Dark," I said. "I'm more powerful than anyone. Now, where's the pen?"
"We aren't going to give it to you. It's powerful and dangerous, and with you as the Heir, we can't let you have it."
I had a short temper. Their comments made me angrier than ever, so I froze them. I searched the apartment for the pen, I could only find my book.
I used a glamour spell to cloak an apple to look like the pen. I unfroze them and held it up for them to see.
"How did you-but it was in the safe!" she said. She looked to David.
"Thanks, grandma!" I said sneakily. I then knew where it was. I took the spell off of the apple and tossed it on the floor. I unlocked the safe under the couch and found the real pen. "Finally," I said as I transported to the woods.
I had unlimited power.
~Emma's POV~
"We have to go back," I said quietly. Hook held me in his arms, trying to comfort me, but I didn't think anything could break me from the mess that was my life.
"It's going to be alright, love," He twisted me around to face him. He held my hand. "We're going to turn him light again, and everything will be back to normal."
"That's the thing! Normal for me-all of us is someone or something about to kill us, or a curse that will ruin our lives, or darkness getting into someone we love! It's never just calm! There's always some kind of battle to fight, enemy to face, or person to kill." I held back the tears that I knew were about to flow. My throat tightened.
"Shhh...it'll be okay," he said as he held me.
I straightened up and steadied by breathing.
"Come on," I said as I transported us back to Storybrooke.
It was dark and stormy. The sky was dim and grey, and a thick fog surrounded us.
We had landed in front of my parent's apartment. I ran through the door and up the stairs.
I opened the door to our apartment.
My mom and dad were standing next to the couch, shocked. He had been here. He had done something.
"What happened?!" I said, running over to them.
She shook her head. "He has the pen," she said.
"No," I breathed, "This can't happen."
Suddenly, I felt nauseous. I started to sweat, barely able to stand. My legs gave out.
"Emma!" My dad was at my side, carrying me to the couch.
I closed my eyes. I felt weak.
"What's happening to her? What's going on?" Hook asked.
"I don't know!" David exclaimed.
Mary Margaret rushed to get water.
I couldn't breathe.
Suddenly, the world went black.
I woke in the palace that Henry was kept in. It was empty and cold. I could feel the darkness around me. I was chained to the throne in the middle of the large hall.
Kamir emerged from behind a column of dark stone.
"Hello, Emma," he said coolly. "I see you've finally arrived."
"What are you doing to me?!" I tried to break from the chains that held me, but every time I tried, I felt weaker.
"Oh, it's not what I'm doing, Miss Swan. It's the Heir's doing."
"What?!"
"You see, your son transported you here. We're working to make you dark, as you're very powerful, so I've heard." He smirked.
"Why are you telling me your plan?" I inquired.
"Because this is a dream. You'll wake up with your family around you, barely remembering you were here. I can tell you all I want." He turned to leave.
"If you don't give yourself up to us within two days, this will be your future," he said, pointing to my feet. The darkness was starting to take me.
And the world disappeared again.