Darkness Turned To Light

1. Darkness Meets Light

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It was a cloudy, rainy, Monday morning. There were tree branches flying across the road putting scratches on people's windshields. There was even a little boy's kickball flying around that he accidentally left outside the day before.

You could hear the amount of force the rain had behind it when it hit the ground. It was definitely a very unusual type of way for a Monday morning to be started in Storybrooke, Maine. Everyone was used to either super nice sunny and cloudless days, or maybe just a little drizzle of rain here and there.

Emma Swan didn't seem bothered by it at all though. She just went through her standard morning routine of getting ready for school. She stood in front of her bathroom mirror applying mascara to her eyelashes while humming the lyrics to "Fireflies" by Owl City.

Killian Jones on the other hand wasn't quite feeling as giddy. He hated rain, and he hated thunderstorms. He knew why he hated them so much, he just never told anybody why. The night that his mother died there was a crazy storm like today. He remembered it very vividly as he stood at his bathroom sink brushing his teeth that morning.

You could tell the rain was settling down a bit as you heard it dribbling on the asphalt as well as it draining through the grate on the nearby street. Killian was standing in an empty and abandoned parking lot, his clothes drenched from the flooding of rain that hit about ten minutes earlier. Jefferson, his so called "friend," called him and told him to go there because "they needed to talk."

Jefferson was the leader of the gang that Killian was in. Killian had been in a dark place at that time because his girlfriend, Milah, just broke up with him and moved to Ireland where her other relatives were. That is why he decided to join a gang, but after a few months he decided that it just wasn't for him. He had been trying to leave for some time, but he knew that if they found out, they would target him. They would track him down, and try to kill him.

"So Carson told me that you have been trying to leave the gang," Jefferson said. Killian's eyes widened in shock causing his forehead to crinkle up and his wet hair to stick to his face even more. How could Carson betray him like that? They were planning on leaving together.

"You're really going to believe something that Carson tells you?" Killian asked Jefferson. Carson wasn't exactly the most truthful person, so Killian figured it would be a good excuse.

"Yes I'm going to believe him, because I'm not just going by his word," Jefferson replied.

"What do you mean?" Killian asked as his eyebrows narrowed in confusion.

"I mean that I have physical evidence. I mean that Carson recorded one of your conversations and showed it to me. I mean that you are not getting out of this Jones," Jefferson said in a murderous tone. He pulled a little black pistol out of the back of his pants and pointed it at Killian's forehead. He opened up his mouth to speak, but he was interrupted.

"Don't you pull that trigger," said a loud feminine voice as a loud boom of thunder echoed trough the air. The wind picked up a little bit more, blowing the woman's drenched hair across her face. Jefferson quickly turned around to see the older woman, probably about 36 with dark brown hair and ocean blue eyes, standing nearly 20 feet behind him.

"Oh what is this?" Jefferson asked, "is your mommy coming to save the day?" He said in a mocking baby voice as a creepy smile crept upon his lips.