Maleficent | CS Fanfic | Sequel to Frozen

six ; welcome back my little boy

Mary Margaret's POV

They had ran as fast as they could towards the docks. Of course, Ruby was faster and much more wolf-like when it came to running. Unlike Ruby, Mary Margaret was struggling to keep up with her pace and trying her best into people and objects. "Excuse me!" She'd yell whenever she'd bump into someone. She had accidentally ran over someone, causing them to fall to the ground. She'd hestiate and look down at the fallen citizen and yelp, "I'm so sorry!" Before catching up to Ruby, who easily dodged through the crowds of Storybrooke.

Both had not realize how much people there were on the streets. Yet both simply did not care.

Finally reaching the docks, Mary Margaret press her palms against her kneecaps while bending down, trying to catch her breath. She had notice Ruby standing there, not looking breathless at all, looking for Emma.

"There!" Ruby ran towards Emma who was kneeling on the docks, covering her face with her hands.

Mary Margaret pushed herself to calm her breathing and steadily walk over to her daughter. "Emma?" She breathed, "Emma, what happened?"

Emma didn't raise her head or remove her hands. Instead, she continued to shake uncontrollably. "They took him." She muttered, "They took Killian." Mary Margaret furrowed her eyebrows once she noticed that Emma's blonde hair was wet, just like her face and clothes.

"What exactly... happened while we weren't here, Emma?" Mary Margaret asked.

Emma finally looked up and the view had broke Mary Margaret's heart. Emma's eyes were on the brink of turning red, unlike her nose which was already bright pink. Tears were rolling down Emma's cheeks and every now and then, she'd sniff or wipe her nose. But regardless of her current looks, Emma stared at her mother with anger blazing in her emerald orbs, "The Queens of the Bitches took Killian away from me. And I'm going to get him back."

Emma jumped up, furiously wiping her tears away, but Mary Margaret and Ruby held her arms. "No, Emma." Ruby said softly, "We can't just stroll into... wherever they're staying, and take back Hook. They're going to kill us right on the spot. We have to think of a plan."

Mary Margaret saw that Emma wanted to jerk her arms from their grasps and run to the forest. But, she stayed calm and nodded, letting out a sigh, "You're right."

Ruby gave a weak smile, "Alright, come on. Let's gather up those who we need and rescue your man."

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Hook's POV

Hook opened his eyes to find himself in a hospital bed. Instantly, he knew that everything felt wrong. When he tried to move his body, it would refuse to listen. He felt stuck under his own skin. But, he figured out that he was in yet another memory when he found Emma sitting on the edge of his bed, looking at him intensely.

"Where's Cora?" She asked.

Cora, Hook thought, How does she know who Cora is? Have they met? Is Cora still around? And just like that, the memory of them meeting surfaced his mind and an image of a beanstalk flashed in his head. Just as he saw that, he felt his body attempt to get up. He glanced at his arm and finds a handcuff chaining him to the bed.

"Again?" He said, uncontrollably, "You're really into this aren't you?" Then, he tried to get up again, without him controlling, but pain stops him and he hisses. "Damn, that hurts."

He watched as Emma stood up and walked to the side of Hook's bed, "Told you. You cracked a few ribs." With a now raspier and deep voice, she murmured, "Where's Cora?"

"You look good, I must say-" She did, "- all 'Where's Cora?' in a commanding voice. Chills."

"You have all sorts of sore places." She lunged forward as if to press his ribs and he flinched, "I can make you hurt." When she pulled her hand back, his shoulders relaxed and he let out a relieved sigh.

"I have no idea where Cora is, she has her own agenda." His eyes wandered around, looking for something, "Let's talk about something I am interested in, my hook. May I have it back?" He let his eyes wander up to her face and let out a smirk, "Or is there another... attachment you'd prefer."

"You're pretty chipper for a guy who just failed to kill his enemy, then got hit by a car."

"Well, my ribs may be broken, but everything else is... still intact, which is more than can be said for all the other bad day's I've had. Plus I did some quality damage to my foe."

"You hurt Belle."

"I hurt his heart," Hook felt himself shiver in pleasure yet felt his lips form a sneer, "Belle is just where he keeps it. He killed my love, I know the feeling."

Emma kneeled down, hoovering just above his face. Hook felt his heart skip a beat once he looked into her emerald eyes, "Keep smiling, buddy. He's on his feet, immortal, has magic, and you've just hurt his girl. If I had to pick dead guy of the year, I'd pick you." She gave him a tight smile, one that Hook quickly returned, before leaving the room.

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Hook woke up, this time finding himself in a forest. He was relieved to see that he could control his own body again. Yet, his eyebrows where furrowed when he examined his surroundings.

The last thing remembered before the memory was him falling into the water after trying to save Emma. But, he wasn't in the water, or the docks, not even near Emma. Instead, he was lying on the forest ground smack dab in the middle of some unknown forest.

Then, something caught his eye, something green. He watched as a vaguely familiar woman walked up to him, with tenticales following her every move. When she reached him, she bent down and smiled genuinely.

Something about her seemed so familiar yet he couldn't quite put his finger on it. He remembered when his father, Blackbeard, had left him and when he joined a crew with his brother that was then wrecked by a-

Hook slowly looked up at the smiling octopus woman, his eyes widening. "Ursula?"

Tears dropped from her eyes as she combed his hair back with her fingers. Her voice broke when she whipsered, "Welcome back, my little boy."

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