Emma
"Mr. Gold? How fitting." Emma said as she looked around the pawn shop, it was filled with trinkets from the Enchanted Forest.
"What do you want, Miss Swan?" Gold said.
"To learn to use my power."
"So you finally figured it out. Why do you want to learn to use your magic?"
"Killian. Hades has him."
"And you want to safe him. Romantic."
"I didn't come here for your smart remarks, I came here to learn." Emma said. Gold sighed, and waved her toward the back room.
"Magic is all about asking yourself, 'Who am I protecting?', for you that's Hook. Now try to pick up that bottle." he asked. Emma focused on the bottle and tried to make it move even for a second, but nothing happened. Gold sighed and rolled his eyes.
"This is useless. Hooks might as well give up all hope now. He must be hurting, and that all because of you, Emma, because you can't pick up a bottle to save him. How many times has he gone to great lengths to save you, but you can't-" the sound of glass breaking all around them. Emma opened her eyes to see all the glass shards floating in the air.
"Quite impressive. Although all I wanted you to make one bottle move." Gold said touching one of the floating glass shards.
"Emma!"someone yelled outside, the voice made Emma's heart flutter. "Swan!"
"Killian." Emma whispered as she ran out of the room, making the glass shards disappear. She ran outside and looked around, searching for his voice until her eyes landed on a shadow at the very end of the street. She sprinted toward the end of the street but she stopped.
"Hades." Emma said. "Where is he? Where's Killian?" Emma's phone buzzed in her pocket.
"You might want to answer that." Hades said. She looked at her phone and her dad was calling her.
"Dad, I'm kind of busy."
"Emma, he's here." Emma's eyes met Hades', a smirk flashed across his face.
"Who?" She almost felt dumb for asking.
"Killian." She hung up the phone immediately.
"I think you have somewhere to be right now." Hades said before vanishing in a cloud of blue flames. Emma sprinted toward her parents' loft. Finally she reached the loft and barged in, to see Killian.
"Oh, Killian." Emma whispered, he was bloody, battered, and burned, he had gashes on his face. She walked up to him, there eyes met, blue on green.
"Emma-" her father started but she rushed forward, and hugged him.
"Um, hello?." He said. How romanti-,wait, Emma pulled away from him. Emma felt her father's arm around her pulling her away.
"Emma, Hades took his memory away. He doesn't remember anything. He doesn't remember you, sweetheart."
