Part 12. Tourtured.

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HOOKS POINT OF VIEW:

I wake up from the nightmares I'm having. About Emma. She's all I can think about. But I know I should worry more about myself than her right now.

I have been in Rumplestilskin's secret underground cave for about 2 days, but it feels like months. Months of boredom and pain, just waiting for a way out. Like in Neverland, but worse. I snap out of my daze and become aware that Rumplestilskin is in my presence.

He slowly walks toward me, and says in his usual sly voice "Thinking about the savior, aren't we dearie?"

Rumplestiltskin told me on the first day I got here that Emma was the savior in his plan. I give him my most gruesome look and reply "I'm never going to tell you where she is." I pause, "Why don't you just kill me now?" I say glaring.

Rumplestilskin looks taken back by my comeback, he recovers saying "Now where's the fun in that?" He smiles, and does his signature hand motion.

This doesn't sound good. It sounds like one of the Crocodile's tricks. And I'm sick and tired of playing. Rumplestilskin waves his hands, making me have my hands handcuffed to the low hanging ceiling in the cave. Then, he flicks his hands again, pulling a whip and sword out of the air.

"Time for the fun. Dearie." Rumplestilskin says, and cackles in a high pitched tone.

I try not to show the panic inside of me, and let my cocky personality overpower it. I see Rumplestilskin smiling at me, he must be enjoying this.

He does the first whip, leaving me with a scratch on my chest. I look down and see that my shirt has been removed, making me see the marks. Which only makes me feel more mentally and physically in pain. I scream, cry, and yell for help in this hour of recached pain. No matter what, I will never tell Rumplestilskin information about Emma. Or where Emma could be, just so she can die for Rumplestilkin to cleave himself from the dagger. I'd rather it be me. She's to innocent.

After another hour Rumplestilkin stops. I take advantage of this moment and try to breath, but I can barley take in any air. Rumplestilkin comes close to my face, and I see how much of a crocodile he truly is.

"I'm not going to kill you. Yet. But I need you occupied for a while, so Emma can find you herself." Rumplestilskin says, looking darker than before.

"No! Don't hurt Emma! What are you going to do to me?!" I say croaking, using most of my energy to talk.

"I'm putting you in a sleeping curse. To ease the time." Rumplestilskin says smiling.

I try and flinching and moving my body as much as I can. But he's to fast, and he forces my mouth open, making me drink the vile liquid. I feel drugged, but it feels glorious because it stops the pain.

I find myself in a room. With red curtains and fire. No windows to escape.

"I am alone" I think to myself. In reality, I at least had a clue of what I was doing. But now I'm in this weird place of what looks like a dream trapped with reality, I know that this will be the end. But that's when I see her.

Emma. At least the black shadow makes me infer that it's her. Emma. Just a couple yards away from me. Emma. I call her name and she turns around, and sees me.

Authors note:
Hope you enjoyed! I decided I would put some of Hooks point of view in the story, comment if you want more of him. Also please look at the YouTube video I made called 'Captainswan video the words by Christina Perri'
Thanks for reading,
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