Chapter 18: Frozen to Death

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The crowd's chatter dulled as Mary Margaret stepped up to the podium. "People of Storybrooke, as we always do, it turns out we have a crisis on our hands," she stated bluntly. Regina, Robin, and Marian walked in quietly, the door clicking shut behind them. There were no seats left so they stood in the back next to Emma and her pirate lover. "Right, uh... well as I was sayi-" she was cut off by a booming feminine voice. "Why hello, everybody, miss me?" Emma turned along with every towns person to see a woman dressed in green jewels of such. It wasn't Zelena though. Emma had never seen this woman. "Really!? You too?!" Regina shouted. "Who else is there?" Emma turned to Regina confused. "Who is that?" Emma whispered gesturing at the bejeweled woman. "It's the sea goddess... Ursula," Emma closed her eyes and rubbed her forehead. "I can only process so much of this before I go insane," she turned to the sea goddess as Regina spoke. "Ursula lets just get to it.. What the hell do you want and why are you here?" Regina stated annoyed. "Alright, well you know me..." Ursula stated moving closer to Regina. "I like my... men," she looked at Robin and smirked looking him up and down. Regina and Marian both glared at the sea witch. "Yes we know, Ursula. You have man problems. What's new? Get on with it," Regina rolled her eyes. "Why.. I don't know there's just so much I want at the moment... but the Dark One insists on a particular specimen," she stopped in front of Emma looking her up and down as if she was superior. She smirked and took yet another step, stopping in front of Killian. "Why aren't you the catch of the day," she stated biting her lip for control. Killian raised an eyebrow. "Yes I know I'm irresistibly dashing. I get that a lot.. what is it you desire, sea wench." He stated bluntly with quite a tone. She raised her eyebrows in shock. "Feisty... I like it," she turned to Emma. "How do you manage to put up with this one?" She snickered not giving Emma a chance to answer. "Anyways, enough chit-chat. It's you the Dark One summons," she said plunging her hand into Killian's chest. Emma screamed in horror as the Evil Sea Witch, she had once read about in stories, the ripped out her boyfriend's heart. Regina, Emma, and a few townspeople made an effort to run towards her. Ursula snapped her fingers, and everyone stopped frozen where they were, unable to move. Killian let out a small scream as she ripped out his heart. He held his chest catching his breath. "Wow, the funny part is, while you all were standing around trying to find your kids and warning the town... You forgot one thing... The Dark One always wins. He has made a potion that can break any light magic... even if the magic is protecting one's heart," she smirked looking at the frozen Emma, "It's time that villains got their happy endings," she said to the frozen bodies as they watched her twirling his bright red glowing heart in her hands examining it like an autopsy. Killian turned his head to Emma. Her body was frozen, but her eyes and soul were as free as ever. She watched him intensely, wholeheartedly, and terrified along with the whole frozen town. "I love you, Emma Swan... I love you so much," he whispered in her direction. "Find Henry... Find Neal. This won't be for nothing," he stated never leaving Emma's eyes. They were screaming at him telling him to do something. But he couldn't. Ursula had his heart. "The Dark One said I needed the ashes, not the actual beating heart" she pulled out a plastic sac and held the glowing red heart above it. "Such a waste of a pretty face..." She said stroking the side of Killian's clenched jawline before he let out a piercing scream. Ursula tightened her grip on Hook's heart. The glowing red heart of Emma's love was no longer existent. The remaining existence of the organ was a handful of ashes that filled the plastic bag. Emma's head pounded and everything went fuzzy. She could no longer see anything. The color reflected to her iris was replaced with only blackness as she faded into a lonely abyss of unconsciousness.

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