~Emma~Chapter 1~
This is it. I gasp at the view of the arena. Trees. All I see is a bunch of tall, stupid trees. I watch as everyone else takes in the scene.
Snow is right next to my platform. She doesn't seem shocked but more relaxed. On the the other side of me is Archie. I mouth, "Good luck." He replies with a nod. The voice in the sky starts counting down.
I look everywhere for Henry. He's all the way on the other side of the arena. He looks like he is about to throw up. Five. Ok I'm not supposed to go straight for the middle. Four. But I could also just watch from the forest them go collect. Three. But what about Henry. Two. What about Regina. One. There's a loud siren then I'm tackled by my own mother.
I fall hard on my back and Snow is pinning me down. "What are you doing?" I screamed angrily at her. Charming came up behind her and handed Snow a bow and some arrows.
She got up and then helped me. Two cannons went off. We looked around the clear area and saw nobody. Snow handed me a sword, "We weren't going to let you go out there alone." I shook my head, "I would've been fine! Now I'll never be able to find Henry!"
Snow looked at the ground helplessly then looked up at her husband with pleading eyes. He wrapped his arms around her, "I won't let you leave." He kissed her head and rested his forehead on hers. "What about Henry?" She asked in a worried tone. "We will find him."
I surveyed the place, "Looks like we have company." A male, hooded figure approached us, yielding a sword. I approached him but to only have Charming step in front of me. "I have this," I hiss through gritted teeth. Charming eyed me unsure but stepped away.
"Who are you?" I say boldly to the hooded figure. The man pulls off his hood to reveal an old bald guy. I turn to look at my parents, "Who's he?" Snow and Charming both looked at the man with hate, "George," Charming stated, hate practically rolling off his tongue.
"James. I see your still with," he paused and spat out, "Her." Charming placed his body in front of Snow, "Her name is Snow." He waved his hand dismissing the matter, "And who's this lovely girl?" He places the tip of his sword on my throat. I hit it away with the back of my hand, "Emma."
