Finding You Always

Fate and Destiny, Pt 1

Chapter 119: Fate and Destiny, Pt. 1

Clayton and James led them out of the mansion and down to the docks.

"What did you do to my father?" David repeated.

"Like I told you, he's been taken care of," Clayton replied.

"Yes...he foolishly thought we could talk and found himself to be very wrong," James added.

"Dammit...if you've hurt him..." David growled, but his words were cut off, as Clayton grabbed Snow and pressed the barrel of his gun to her temple.

"When will you learn, Charming?" he hissed.

"You're not in charge here, as you can clearly see. It seems threatening her is the only way to make you listen," Clayton growled.

"Get your filthy hands off her," David demanded.

"Did you not just hear what I said? You're going to do as I say...or things will not end well for your fair wife," he warned.

"You won't kill me like this...it's not part of Hades' plan," Snow interjected.

"You're right...but who says I'm going to put a bullet in your head?" he growled, as he let her feel the coldness of the metal on her skin and let it slide down her face. She shuddered.

"Shall we put a bullet in your arm or perhaps your knee cap? I hear that's excruciating," he hissed.

"You Son of Bitch...let her go!" David screamed, as he knocked his brother away, despite his hands being cuffed in front of him. They could only watch, as brothers traded blows and fought each other. Clayton clenched his teeth and nodded to Claude. The man grabbed Emma by the arm.

"You'll stop your struggle, Charming or your precious daughter goes into these waters, which flow from the River of Lost Souls," Clayton threatened. Emma struggled, but the man was strong and there was no use in getting the cuff off, as they had confiscated Killian's hook as well. David stopped and James gave him one more punch to the gut, doubling him over.

"Stop!" Snow cried, as they pulled David to his feet.

"Keep moving," James growled.

"You want to hear the sordid details about what happened to your dear papa? I'd be happy to regale that tale while we take you to Hades," Clayton said, as they continued marching them past the docks and in the direction of the mining tunnels that would take them to the depths below.

An hour earlier

Xander made his way through town in search of James and Clayton, if he had to go that route. But he wouldn't have to search long, as the latter seemed to be waiting for him near the square.

"Looking for the son you sold to an evil King?" Clayton goaded. Xander glared at him.

"You know, there was more to it than that and how impossible that choice was," Xander countered.

"Not that it matters much to James," Clayton quipped.

"That's why I need to talk to him. He doesn't remember that night on Pleasure Island...the night I found him, only to have him stolen from me again," Xander said.

"Oh, you mean the night you ran off to that dangerous island and I saved your worthless skin again from George's soldiers," Clayton reminded.

"Oh, don't act like you did it out of the goodness of your black heart! I know now why you saved my life that night. Why you saved Cassim and I from Sa'luk. Why you bothered with me at all," Xander spat. Clayton smirked smugly.