Chapter 8: Stolen

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Jafar POV

        The man with the hook for a hand was coming over to me. I had no choice but to leave early. Obviously I took the children. I could just tell there was something special about them. After all, Anistasia said that I would know who to take the moment I saw them. I noticed as I was walking with them I noticed how pure the little girl looked. She looks so much like her mother... he thought to himself. No no no no no! Yes you were in love with her once. No you aren't still in love with her. You switched bodies, you no longer love her. You can thank Anistasia for bringing you back to life by giving her these children he decided.

Anistasia POV

        I had been pacing back and forth ever since I had sent that poor man on his quest. I felt so bad for him, he sacrificed himself for an entire town. And he forced the mother of his son to kill him with her magic, I just felt so bad for him I had to bring him back to life. Maybe I'll be able to help her start loving him again after I get Will back... I thought as I stopped pacing for a moment.

"My Queen" I heard suddenly.

"Jafar" I said nervous.

"I have brought what you asked"

"Let me see"

"Yes these children will do quite nicely"

"There is something I haven't told you..."

"What is it?" I asked, partly scared to know the answer.

"The children... they are Emma's and that pirate's"

"Oh Neal..."

"My name is Jafar now"

"No, your name will alway be Neal... or Baelfire, whichever you prefer."

"I prefer Jafar"

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