Chapter 5: Emma Swan

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Hannah

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Hannah

I stood there next to dad who seemed just as upset and angry and unrational as when Milah died I could just see it in his body language and how he was standing I wasn't really listening as I was panicking I was thinking about the fact I hadn't gotten to apologize for how I acted tords her recently I watched as Henry ran up. where has she gone? Robin asked. it doesn't bloody matter. dad snapped lowly while walking tords the dagger. mate. Robin started as he ran up reaching for dad's arm and grabbing. don't. dad hit Robin's arm/ had and pointed at him. get out of my way. he snapped then walking the rest of the way to the dagger and then trying to summon her. put that thing down before you hurt yourself Guyliner. Regina snapped I would have laughed on a normal day but I couldn't I felt sick to my stomach, everything dad did after Milah died came flooding back and I knew I couldn't live through that again, and I'm not talking about the killing the, heavy alcohol abuse, the hangovers ect I was talking about him forgetting I was there, not considering the out come for me, not caring about me. we then came to the horrible conclusion of, she wasn't in this realm. my stomach dropped even more my breathing became shaky and panicked Snow frowned. Hannah? Charming and Robin turned. she's going pale. everyone then turned dad stared at the dagger

I looked around I was in a wooded opening and there stood Merlin. Hannah- why the hell would you do that? I'm sorry? why would you tether the darkness to someone and then have a hat that is just worthless?!? Hannah I understand you are angry about Emma but- I am more than angry about Emma, she was my- I stopped looking down. point being, she's gone, and I saw it! well, I can talk to you more later, but next time we talk, it'll hopefully be in person.

I woke up in my room on the Jolly Roger I sat up and sighed I wanted it to be a dream but I knew it wasn't a dream I got up and stumbled across the room and looked out the window it was light out I sighed and looked down getting dressed *image above* and doing a bit of punk make up, dark eyes shadow lot of eyeliner dark red lipstick and my cover up made me even paler then normal, I sighed looking down at my arms and the scars and all the new cuts as well. I felt my stomach roll I grabbed a black and white checked gloves that went up my arm I then walked out and down stairs dad was already gone I grabbed my jacket and I headed out the whole time my stomach rolled, it was a tad windy outside I couldn't get the image of the dagger out of my head. I went into Granny's and sat down by Henry. he sighed. hey how you feeling? I frowned and looked at him. you passed out, mom had to poof you back to the Jolly Roger. what did dad do? just stood there looking like he wanted to use the dagger to kill someone. I looked down. normal. I muttered as Granny gave me a glass of coke. I sighed and took a drink of it when dad walked in he all but leaned on me. Henry you're the author now, use the quill right the darkness out of Emma and bring her back. I looked at Henry. I broke it. you what? dad asked in a tone that I had gotten before Henry explained why he broke it and dad faced palmed like he did when he was stressing out I sighed moving on the other side of Henry because dad was in my personal space and before I knew it we were going to break Zelena out. they walked out and I went running out. so what's the plan? the plan is you stay put. dad snapped I stopped frowning Henry kept going. BOYS! I yelled while using magic to back them up and turn them around. excuse you?!? dad snapped. I'm going, for this reason, you can only lie so much, Henry. I snapped looking at Henry and then looking at dad. and you, are, I don't know you just aren't ok, and I understand why, but you doing everything you can to get Emma back is going to blow up in your face, like revenge did, hint when you worked for pan for fifty years. he looked down. now I'm coming or I'm going to keep poofing you back until you say I can. I'm good with her going, I mean she's kinda always been there for operations I run that could get me caught, I mean how else do you think I got out of Storybrooke with out anyone finding out till, ten hours after I left. I smirked. and how I got my Grandma's credit card. we're having a chat when we get home. dad said as we walked down the side walk. thanks Henry. i-is he no longer proud when you're a pirate? I don't think so, no.

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