Chapter 70: I Can See For Miles
"We need to get out of here," Persephone cried, as she pulled at the cuff on her wrist. But she heard the cocking of a gun behind her.
"There's no getting that off," Tamara said, as the lights of the clashing blue magic were almost blinding. Tamara squinted and closed her eyes for a split second. David seized on her distraction and lunged at her, as they struggled with the gun. A gunshot rang out and Snow's scream echoed through the building. A bullet grazed David's neck, breaking the skin and the wound burned, but he did not let that deter him, as he shoved Tamara into the wall and got the gun away from her. But he cried out in pain and dropped to the floor, writhing from the after effects of Circe's weapon.
"DAVID!" Snow screamed, as she tried to go to her, but the witch leveled the weapon at the Princess. Persephone and Emma pulled her back and held her there, as Circe threatened them with them weapon. Tamara glared at the Prince and recovered the gun, but not without kicking him in the gut.
"Stop it!" Snow cried, as she wrenched away from them and knelt beside David. She pulled him into her arms and cradled him against her, as he tried to pull himself up.
"Baby...careful," she chided.
"I'm okay..." he promised, as he huddled her close and her eyes were focused on the wound on his neck. She took her scarf off and put it to the wound.
"Snow...I'm okay," he promised.
"But not for long," Tamara said, as she pointed it the gun at them.
"Please...not her. She's pregnant. Shoot me if you have to...but please don't kill Snow and Emma," he begged. Snow's knuckles were white, as she clutched his jacket.
"You really think that's going to stop me from putting a bullet in her?" Tamara questioned.
"I'm trying to cleanse this world of magic and one more magical baby is the last thing this world needs," she hissed.
"I never...really knew you, did I?" Neal interjected, as he looked her in the eyes. She was silent for a moment.
"No...but you should understand my mission better than anyone, Neal. You know how evil magic is...it ruined your life," she reminded.
"It did...but it also saved it. Because Emma is born of magic, true love's magic. I didn't get the distinction either before, but I do now," he said, as he looked at her.
"I met her and we had Henry...magic had a hand in that so it can't all be bad," he realized, finally accepting what Snow and Charming had always known. Not all magic was bad and true love's magic was an incredible thing. They were proof, as was Emma and their unborn baby. And their hearts broke, as they faced the possibility that they might not make it out of this alive.
Hades carefully stepped toward her, but she she cocked the gun. Snow cried out and buried her face in David's chest.
"One spark and I'll do it without batting an eye," she warned. Hades held up his hands in surrender.
"Okay...but you need to realize what you're doing. What I said earlier was true...Circe isn't going to destroy magic. When this town blows, she'll absorb the magic and then unleash it on the entire world," Hades warned. Tamara pursed her lips.
"Is what he's saying true? Is all that equipment we brought...is that going to allow you to absorb the magic in this town?" she asked. Circe smirked at the God of the Underworld and her eyes flashed indigo.
"As a matter of fact...it is," she stated. Tamara frowned and looked at her.
"The mission is to destroy magic...that's what we've always done," she said.
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