Dark Swan

Magical Hair Emma's P.O.V.

Always seeing Gold as the Dark One made me think that you have to be dark and serious all the time, but it is actually extremely funny. By now, everyone throughout the realm heard that I was the new Dark One and of course I took on the responsibilities of it. People come to me when the are in trouble, and I offer them a deal to always benefit me of course. I love seeing the look on their faces once they realize that they have failed and now owe me something in return. I also get to transport to new places if someone calls my name when they need help. "Oh Dark One, you have a visitor here to see you," said Peter. "Bring them in," I said. In walked a teenage girl with long brown hair. She was wearing a purple and pink dress. "Hello, my name is Rapunzel," said the girl. "I know who you are, but the question is why are you here?" I asked. "I came in search of a potion to help my mom, she has grown ill and I am in search for a potion to help her get better," said Rapunzel. "I may have just the thing, but magic always comes with a price, dearie," I said. "Of course, I will pay whatever the price is," she said. "I don't want money, I want some of your hair," I said. "My hair?" asked Rapunzel. "Yes, your hair," I said. "Are you sure it will help my mother?" she asked. "Of course," I answered back. "Deal!" she said. I smiled satisfied with my deal. I walked forward and cut her hair and watched it fall to the ground. Her hair was short now, but it was the price she was willing to pay. I handed her a small bottle with a potion in it. "Take this and make sure your mother drinks it all," I said. She felt her hair feeling how short it stopped on her head unfamiliar with the shortness of it, but smiled at me. "Thank you!" she said and hurried out the castle. Peter walked into the room. "Why did you want her hair?" he asked. "Because, her hair has magical powers that can heal people, that she must not know about," I said. I picked up her hair and put it into a jar. "You mean it can heal people, like when the are injured?" asked Peter. "Yes and when they are getting older it can turn them young again. All you have to do is brush the hair and then sing part of a spell and then it heals the person," I said. "That is cool!" said Peter. "And useful, it may come in handy in the future," I said.