A Fire Inside

Chapter 1 Gifted.

A/N: Heres chapter 1 I hope you guys like it. In the header is just a drawing I did of Sera. Her hair is supposed to be black but I wanted a contrast between the color and the line art so it looks kind of purple. :P I haven't really described her looks, but I will when I get to Killian's POV. 

I blinked my eyes open and raised my head slightly. The side of my face stuck to the leather material I was laying on and I groaned as I pulled away from it, and looked around the very dimly lit room. There was a large desk, with no one behind it, a couple bookshelves, and some candles lit around the room. I sat up and rubbed the sleep from my eyes and looked down at the red leather jacket draped over me and some of the fog in my head cleared.

"You're going to be okay."

The last thing I remembered before waking up here, was a yellow bug, and a blonde woman with a red leather jacket, telling me I was going to be okay.

That just left one huge question.

Where the hell was I now?

I pushed the jacket off of me and stood from the leather couch before I walked to the door. The second I put my hand on the knob, it twisted in my hand. I gasped and pulled my hand back and backed away as it opened slowly. I looked at the well dressed man, with tan hair, streaked with silver that fell just to his shoulders as he hobbled into the room.

"Good evening Miss Stark." He said and smiled at me and maybe it was because I woke up in a dark room and was a bit out of sorts, but it was unsettling.

I weighed my options, surely I could kick him, and then outrun him, but if my dad ever found out I kicked a crippled old man I'd be grounded until I was 40.

"I don't mean to startle you, You're probably incredibly confused." He said and walked past me, and around his desk and sat down, before leaning back in his chair watching me, curiously.

"You do speak, correct Miss Stark?" He asked after a few seconds of us staring at each other in silence.

"Wh..who are you?" I asked.

"Ah, I apologize I forget that there are those who know my name but not my face. I'm Mr. Gold. Headmaster of Storybrooke's school for the Gifted." he said, again giving me that creepy crocodile grin.

"I don't understand.. Why was I brought here? I'm sick, I should have been taken to a hospital." I said and shook my head.

Mr. Gold chuckled, but it wasn't so much of a chuckle as it was a giggle, Why was this man so unsettling?

"Surely, you've figured out by now that you are different." He said, and leaned forward lacing his fingers together on top of his desk, clearly amused.

"I'm not different. I've been sick. Doctors can't figure out what is wrong." I mumbled.

"Sick?" He laughed. "Seraphina Stark, you are not sick, you are gifted."

I narrowed my eyes at him and clenched my fists.

"Its Sera, and you are clearly mistaken. I am not gifted."

"Why don't you look down, Sera?" Mr. Gold challenged.

I looked down at my clenched fists that appeared to be smoking. I opened my hands and shook them trying to pretend that didn't just happen.

"This...This is kidnapping!" I accused.

" Where is the blonde lady?..the one who almost hit me with her car.."

"Ms. Swan is currently speaking with your parents, who were notified the moment you were placed in the back of Ms. Swan's car. No one here is trying to harm you. We are trying to help you."