Once Upon A Time: The Princess and the Huntsman

Chapter 11

"Emily! Emily please! Wake up!" A voice cried, the buzzing filled my ears as the voice spoke, a piece of fabric was dabbed on my forehead

My eyes slowly opened, adjusting from the fuzzy images to focused ones

"Emily, please wake up," Henry cried, I groaned as I tried to sit up

"Woah hey, take it easy, you hit your head pretty hard," A new voice spoke, Archie

"Archie? What are you doing down here?" I asked

"I came when the mines started to shake, found Henry as he came crying for my help. Then I found you unconscious, and had to drag you out from that pile of rocks. One hit your head pretty hard, you might have a concussion," Archie explained, he then placed my own hand over the rag he held on my head, I felt the stickiness of blood seep through it, "And a slight bump in you ankle, it might be fractured."

"Henry, are you alright?" I asked him, Archie helping me sit up against the caverns wall

"A little scraped up from the fall, luckily Archie fixed me up," Henry spoke, showing his fabric rapped hands

"Do you believe me now?" Henry suddenly asked Archie

"What? Henry nows not the time for that, we have to get out of here. Emily's really hurt and you need some real medical attention, come on," Archie encouraged

"So your still against me," Henry sighed

"Henry, nows not the time. Let's go, Henry! Come on!" Archie ordered

"You'll see, you'll see," Henry called, rushing down a different way

"Henry! Henry!" Archie yelled, wanting him to come back, but he ran farther down

Archie looked to me and then at Henry, debating his options

"Go find Henry, I'll be fine here," I coughed, laying my head against the rough cavern wall

"I can't do that, you might fall asleep and injury yourself. And I can't make you stand," Archie muttered, then he lifted me up bridal style

"Keep the rag on your head okay? And don't close your eyes, we'll get you out of here," Archie spoke

He had his umbrella on his wrist and started his long journey down the mine trails
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It was late at night, crickets chirped and Jiminy and his parents walked out from their cart, to a brick and straw house, their next victims

As they walked to the door Jiminy turned to face them, "Look, can't we skip this tonight?"

"Oh," his father sighed

"I mean, we don't need the money," Jiminy added

"Everything isn't about money, Jiminy. It's about the principle," His mother sighed

"A commitment to excellence," his father added, holding a vile in his hands, one that was similar as the one Jiminy took from the Dark One

"Excellence at stealing money," his mother concluded in a hushed voice

"Now, go ahead and take the 'Elf Tonic' Jiminy," His father laughed, his mother joining in

Jiminy sighed, holding the vile in his hands and then turned towards the door as his mother knocked, the laughter becoming silent

The door creaked as it opened, revealing a lovely couple behind it

"Ooh! Such beautiful young people," his mother gasped as the couple revealed themselves