Spade admired the diamond shape that started underneath her eye in a red dye like mark, as she stared into the cracked mirror she had stolen from a homeless old witch before ripping her heart out. It was a nice start, but Spade wanted a whole heart. After all, it was her birthright, and killing people mercilessly by tearing their hearts out of their chests and crushing them in front of their own eyes just want cutting it. What would?
"I can help dearie."
Spade turned startled to face a man, hiding under a cloak, who stood at the other side of the alley she had been earlier occupying alone.
"Who are you?" She asked and took a threatening step forward. The man chuckled a maniacal sound that shook Spade to her very blackened soul.
"Why dearie, you know who I am." He answered.
"Come into the light!" Spade ordered the man who silently obliged.
"Now take off your hood." She again ordered. He giggled, yes giggled. A horrible cackle that she could only identify as the sound of the doors of Hell creaking open.
"Lower your hood. If you wish to not be frightened you will do as your told!" Spade ordered with a quiver in her voice. He scoffed.
"I'm not afraid." He said. Spade sighed, holding in her anger. This man's help better be worth all this trouble.
"Then. Come. Out." She spat at him.
"Then you'll be afraid." He laughed again. Spade shook as she charged forward and tore the cloak away from him, only to shrink back in horror.
"Rumplestiltskin."A/n to those of you who got that Maleficent reference in there, you guys rock. Now I know anyone who watches OUAT has probably already figured this out but I am using components of that show in this book, but don't worry for those of you who haven't seen it, this book will still completely make sense to just regular old descendants lovers.
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The Pirate of Spades {a Harry Hook love story} **DISCONTINUED**
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