Chapter 4

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6 MONTHS LATER
Emma was an expert with a sword, bow and arrow now that she's had more time to practice. She still tried to find the mysterious man she danced with at her birthday ball. Captain Hook was back in the Enchanted Forest so her father was busy trying to make an attack plan on them before they made on us. She wanted to help but her father wouldn't let her...that didn't stop her.

Emma was getting tired of being in the castle so she walked to the stables and got on her horse. She had her hood on so no one would see recognize her.

"Hey boy..haven't seen you in a while" she told her horse climbing on. "Come on. Let's go" and they were off.

After an hour of riding she took a rest and practiced her aim with her bow and arrow. She hit the bullseye every time expect when she heard her horse snap a branch. It scared Emma and she released the arrow. All the sudden she heard a "bloody hell" come from the distance and a handsome man with Raven black hair and deep blue eyes came out.

He was all dressed in leather and got Emma's attention. "I'm so sorry. My horse it uh.." She stumbled on her words.

"It's alright lass" he nodded.

Thank god he didn't recognize her then again she had her hood up. Just then Emma got a glimpse of something he was hiding behind his back. A hook. Within a blink of an eye she had an arrow up against his throat and him pinned to the tree.

"Captain Hook" she stated.

"Ah so you've heard of me" he smiled.

"Yes and I'm in no mood for your games"

"You won't hurt me" he stated

"And how do you know that?" She questioned.

"Don't seem like the type who would hurt someone" he responded.

"True but you are a pirate" she said. She was as well but wasn't going to admit it. Especially not to him.

"Now you gonna let me go or keep wasting both of our times?" He asked with a smirk.

She sighed and let him go. "If I ever see you again I will kill you"

He smirked. "Trust me I don't want to see you again either" and he walked away without another word.

Emma got back on her horse and they were back at the stables in no time. She put away her horse and went upstairs. She didn't say anything to her mother who questioned her. She went to her room and locked the door.

She walked over to the window bench and sat down staring at the Jolly Roger. She was definitely going to see him again.

This wasn't over.

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