the next savior | once upon a time

Nice to meet you

<< Dad?>> a voice called.

Killian slowly let go of Hope.

<< Hope, sweetie, this is your step sister, Alice. Alice, this is Hope.>> said he.

The two walked towards each other. They couldn't help to notice how alike they looked.

<< Hey, sis>> said Alice, lips curled in a shy smile.

She was a couple of years older than Hope.

<< Hey. It's so nice to meet you>>

<< Same.>> they exchanged a smile.

Killian looked happy, the two seemed to get along.

- -

<< So you like sailing?>> asked Alice

<< I do. Dad once taught me.>>

<< That looks cool. Dad taught me how to paint, but sailing it's so much cooler!>>

<< Paint? Oh my God, I love painting too! But my mom, Emma, taught me.>>

They had been chatting for several minutes, not knowing how Emma and Killian were quietly listening from downstairs.

<< They seem to like each other.>> Emma noticed.

<< Aye >> he agreed.

<< So, how are things going?>> asked Killian

<< Good...but she misses you.>> Killian's gaze lowered to the ground, as he nodded sadly.

<< I miss her too. But things had to change. We faught litterally everyday.>>

<< Yeah. It felt like... like one morning we woke up and things were compleatly different.>> said she.

<< Aye. Like some kind of spell... it was completely strange.>>

<< Yes... we were so close and then, out of nowhere...>>

<< Yeah...>>

This time, both of their gazes landed upon the floor.

- -

Upstairs, Hope and Alice were looking for something good to read.

Turns out, both of them had a thing for books.

<< Wait, I'll try here>> said Hope, heading to the closet.

Her mom kept several items in there.

A book probably was one of them.

She searched under huge amounts of old shirts and jackets.

And all of sudden, she found a box she had never noticed before.

<< What's that?>> asked Alice.

<< I don't know...>> she answered, whilst hesitantly opening the box.

A book was laying inside of it. "Once Upon A Time" was written upon its cover.

It felt familiar, as if she had already seen it, somewhere, somehow... but she didn't seem to remember.

They sat on bed, opening the book.

Illustrations seemed to be perfectly normal.

But all of sudden, Hope spotted a weird one.

It showed a blonde-haired girl, who was wearing a red dress.

She was dancing, whilst holding a black-haired man's hand.

Her fingers ran upon the page.

Her parents were in that book.

a/n
Hey! I know this is sooo short, pls forgive me.
Btw Merry Christmas to everyone who celebrates it!
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