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Post by Mr.Gold/Rumpelstiltskin on Sept 29, 2015 16:30:51 GMT -5
T he festivities were under way there at the banquet table sat all the hero's of lore. He the manifestation of Emma could allow her mind to understand with out breaking stood in the shadows invisible to all even the new dark one. Waiting for the right time to strike. Sleeping was the first area darkness ripped from her. Mouth salivating over what would come next. The maids brought in the food the joyful chatter roared on . the light the savior sat happily sandwich between Henry and Killian. Lips curling into a frightening smiling dripping dread slinking closer till he stood behind Emma chair. Gripping the blonde shoulder tight. dearie what a lovely spread though I would say the pig is bit under cooked. the pig came to life as Arthur began to cut into the beast blood spraying on the faces of many around the King. but maybe your prefer other delectables with a sweep of his hand the bread , vegetables and others sides were covered in mold and bugs. The other didn't see this as ate and chopped on the food. Rumple bent over Swan's shoulder grabbing a cockroach from her plate . bending down so they were face to as he bite into it. aren't you hungry dark one? I'll break you and make you suffer till you give in to what the darkness desired . it will be here when you think your all alone.sweeping through the cracks . poisoning your bones...Rumple reaching out with the hand still holding the Roach. Swiping the dead creature and its hand over her pale tender flesh. I'm the heavy burden you can't bear ? Poor Dark one I'm already enjoying our time together.
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Post by Emma Swan on Sept 30, 2015 15:32:21 GMT -5
A huge banquet had been installed to celebrate the arrival of Emma and the others at Camelot. Apparently Merlin had foretold this arrival and made the former king of the kingdom glad to meet all of them and let him do the effort to show this in a typical Middle Age looking way. A banquet, some people dancing, music brought by the best artists of the land and laughter to be heard at the background from people who were enjoying themselves with the company they brought. Emma was well aware of her surroundings. Maybe more than she was before. She couldn’t stop thinking, nor couldn’t she stop focusing onto all of the different people that were here inside this same huge ballroom. The blonde started to understand that if she was near Killian or Henry, she would have to deal less with the previous Dark One that popped up at every possible moment. An understanding which seemed to be false when his hand gripped tightly onto her shoulder, making his presence known. Emma jumped in surprise when she felt the tight grip onto her shoulder, a shiver ran down her spine. Every time that he would appear she started to feel the need to use some form of magic or to listen to every single word he was saying. She fought with every inch in her body against that feeling. She didn’t want to end up hurting someone she loved, she didn’t want to be like him. His words made her frown, she didn’t understand why he was mentioning the pig to be a bit undercooked. That same frown disappeared immediately when blood flew through the room, covering the faces of all the people that were sitting near King Arthur. The cries of the living pig were horrible. It got slaughtered right in front of everyone and none were reacting. All were looking at the animal, desperate to get the taste of its meat inside their mouths. “oh god no” Emma brought her hands in front of her eyes, turning away her attention from the big that was getting slaughtered in the most brutal way by the hands of the king. Why weren’t they reacting to it? Why did no one see that it was brutal and that they were covered with blood? Slowly but careful Emma opened her eyes and brought her hands back at her side, revealing other sights of horror. The once inviting looking food had changed into the most disgusting pile she’d ever seen. The smell was horrible and everywhere she looked bugs were crawling out of tiny holes that were made into the pieces of fruit and vegetables. Mold grew on it like it was grass that had to get mowed soon. Emma’s stomach turned and formed a firm knot in her belly. For a moment she thought she had to throw up. Her eyes widened by the scene of absolute horror when Rumple bit off a piece of a cockroach before brushing the piece that was left of it against her pale cheek. “Enough!” Emma almost yelled out that one word, bringing the attention of the banquet to herself. People turned their faces at her, music seemed to be playing less in the center of the attention. The blonde stood up with fear clearly visible in her eyes. All of them were crazy. That was what they were, crazy. They ate and enjoyed all of the food that was covered with the most disgusting things together with the screams of a pig that got slaughtered in front of their eyes. Emma hurried herself away from the banquet, hiding at the dark parts of the huge ball room, behind one of the pillars that had a thin layer of gold at the top that reached the ceiling. “Go away!” she could feel the presence of Gold next to her. He was like a shadow, following her everywhere she would go. Mr.Gold/Rumpelstiltskin
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Post by Mr.Gold/Rumpelstiltskin on Oct 1, 2015 17:34:29 GMT -5
L eaning against the pilar a hand braced on it and the other his hip . the darkness stared at the blonde. Oh she will be fun a fighter through and through. Those that came to Itwere willingly but she was so against the transition. Lifting up the hand from his hip up to brush against her cheek in gentle . why did you run Dark One ? I still had so much more to show you. Oh the sights you could see. pushing itself off the pilar and away from Emma. Moving through the dark shadows with ease blending of fast pace into almost extreme slowness. did you not enjoy the feast? I mean it was held in honor for the savior. Oh wait whirling about to gaze at the Emma with brooding expression. that's not you any more is it dearie no no your the Dark One now . no more light left for you snapping his fingers the light left the room then a woosh of magic fire lit the candles from the chandelier above them. Grabbing the dark one bring her into a waltz how did it feel being a puppet today? When Regina controlled you. You must like it see how I control you now? Our dance has just began twirling the blonde the feathers from her jacket flung out and spun. Dipping her darkness locked eyes with Emma give up let me in dearie you can't beat me I will win eventually. They all give up in the end. releasing her dropping Emma to the floor hard. Waving a hand at the mirror Snow, Charming, Henry, Killian and baby Neal appeared. lets play a game shall we ? Who ever I land on you kill won't that be fun or I know perhaps you would like to go after Regina? Get your dagger back stop them from controlling you . cupping his hand to his ear but didn't wait for a reply . inie minie mindie moe catch a tiger by the toe.. he had dug deep within her mind to find a nursery rhyme that could be twisted into something so much more. Darkness rose its hand spinning about the the images till it landed on the baby oh he was hoping for this . Making Neal appear in his arms , Darkness coo and cradled the baby as he walked toward Emma. he is beautiful dont you think ? So full of hopes and dreams much like you were. He is replacing you they threw you away and made another little spawn . doesn't that bother you? This brat has all the love and guidance you'll never have. No one held you when you cried , or caused away the the boogie man but here in my arms is your chance Emma destroy the child claim your birth right. You were always meant to be mine my little Swan .Tags ; Emma Swan omg this dark and twisted and I'm sorry but this a blast lol bring gauntlet thrown;
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Post by Emma Swan on Oct 2, 2015 10:06:10 GMT -5
Shivers ran down her spine when Gold placed a cold but gentle touch onto her cheek, brushing his hand down the skin of her jaw, only to let the coldness of the touch linger a bit longer. Emma felt so many emotions running through her that it was hard to get one centered to her attention and show it. Instead the look of fear reflected in her eyes and the sound of anger showed in her voice. Two forms of emotions that were chosen to keep the other ones hidden from the man that followed her like a shadow. Emma pressed her back against one of the pillars. At least he would be able to pop up right behind her when she did. She was utterly disgusted by what Rumple had done to her, what he’d made her see. She was so hungry and yet there was no way for her to eat as she got blinded from reality and only saw bugs and mold when she looked at food. The mocking words coming from Rumple were making her ball her hands into fists. “I’m still being the savior. I might be having my name onto that dagger, but I will never become like you. I will not hurt the ones that I love and I will never give in to the darkness. You can try as much as you like but I WON’T give up on the light.” Emma spoke through gritted teeth. The blonde blinked by the sound of his snapping fingers, only to feel nothing more than air right behind her where the pillar of the huge ball room had been standing at first. Darkness, that was all she saw, darkness that got broken by the little moving flames of candles that were being lit onto the chandelier above them. Her eyes wandered up, studying the dancing little flames before Gold took her into a waltz position. It was only a tiny part of her which wanted to push him away as it was a much bigger part that wanted to embrace the dance and listen to his leading words. Emma followed his graceful movements, her feet lightly twirling onto the ground. “She wasn’t… controlling me. She protected me…” the blonde frowned. Till now she’d been absolutely sure that Regina only did this to protect her from king Arthur and possible future happenings. But now… why was she starting to doubt this? Emma got twirled around in their dance, the feathers of her jacket floating in the air, only to get landed onto the ground with quite some force. The blonde had to catch her breath when she sat onto the cold floor, the last words of Rumple still lingering in her mind. “I will not give up” Emma’s voice raised but there was only a few seconds of silence that followed right behind it. Emma’s eyes widened when a mirror popped up right in front of her. Her family portrayed upon it with smiles on their faces. Her parents embracing each other and holding tight onto her baby brother. Henry playing a game of cards with Killian who seemed to be enjoying his skills of giving the other one the impression he is winning and then there was Regina and Robin who were sharing a glass of red wine. All of them looked so happy and peaceful. Emma felt attracted to the scene she saw into the mirror, wanting to be a part of it. “No… no I don’t want to kill anyone. I’m not like you. I don’t kill the ones that I love” her voice was weak and her eyes glued upon the baby that laid into Rumple’s arms. Neal… her baby brother. “Give him! Give Neal!” both Emma’s hands reached out for the baby. She tried to ignore the words coming from Rumple. They were all lies. Neal was not going to replace her. Neal was just an adding to the family. He’s her brother. “I said, give me my brother!” her voice filled itself with desperation before gripping tight onto the baby, pulling him into her own arms. She looked down at the obvious scared looking child. “I wonder how it would have been. To be you. To know how it feels like when someone comforts you when you cry. To be hold when you’re scared.” She brushed a finger past the tiny cheek of her baby brother. “You are not replacing me are you?” Mr.Gold/Rumpelstiltskin
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Post by Mr.Gold/Rumpelstiltskin on Oct 4, 2015 18:03:31 GMT -5
W arching the scene watching salivating over the dark one holding the innocent victim. Flashing behind Emma slithering its arms around the woman's waist. Resting its bony chin on her shoulder. Beginning to sway the swan , leaning into further whispering into the blonde's ear. but dearie he has look at your life now..he will get their love and attention and affection. What do you get Dark One? the darkness snake like tongue slipped over the shell of ear. you get me dearie and I like the way you taste transporting over to the mirror the monster made the scene of when Emma was at the mommy and me class. yet deep down you knew didn't you , look at the mirror Emma! shouting out making the baby crying. Snarling out in a howl they are afraid of you there for they fear you. Poor little bird yet another nest that has kicked you from the group. Should we go further ? the mirror rippled and the scene changed to when a tiny little girl with bright blonde hair was being taken away from a home once again. they didn't want you either they didn't need a damaged little girl no they had a baby to love and cherish. So much like Snow and Charming now isn't it ? They don't need an exsavior not when they have a sweet precious Neal. Who loves you Emma ? Henry ha ha your second best please if you died do you think he would weep no he sat at a diner counter reading when you turned into the dark one . then Regina oh yes please lets examaine that twisted friendship shall we. She murder your grandfather , she took your childhood your child and now what makes you special slow clapping moving toward the woman and baby . your pirate so full of love and joy please how long till he betrays you like Baelfire ? Hmm in fact your track record for love isn't the best . men just died at your feet Emma. I give that relationship mm six weeks till he hurts you or you kill him. conjuring a dagger into its hands magic swirl of black clouds whirled about the hand. but I'm not like them dearie oh no I want you , Emma everything you desire could be at your fingertips. Just dream it and it will appear . flashing once more the darkness moved to be behind Emma . taking hold of Emma's hand placing the dagger into her palm. Brushing her long blonde cornsilk hair over to her left shoulder . pressing into her so to whisper kill the baby show me how much you want to please me Emma show me how willing you are to belong to Us
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Post by Emma Swan on Oct 6, 2015 17:13:56 GMT -5
Emma felt his hands grip onto her waist but her attention didn’t fade from the baby that laid in her arms. Her body didn’t refuse his touch and gentle swaying. If felt as it slowly became something familiar. Something she wanted to push away less every time that it occurred. His whispery words got processed by every second that passed by. Emma looked up from her baby brother, staring into nothingness while Rumple’s words tried to poison her mind, her thoughts, her actions. “I...” Emma wanted to answer his question with defending words, but it became quite hard to find any. “They…” Her eyes closed in disgust when she felt his tongue slip over her ear shell. This was not real. This was a trick. Rumple wasn’t there, he couldn’t be. He was in Storybrooke. Emma slightly jumped when his voice yelled and commanded to look into the mirror that showed that one particular moment during the mommy and me class. The beating of her heart raised while those images got combined with a crying baby in her arms, yet unable to look away. His words started to feed on her like tiny little demons who tried to get rid of all the light that was still inside of her. Moments she thought she’d forgot got shown inside that mirror. Moments that had caused a lot of emotion that she kept to herself when it happened. Emotions that weren’t supposed to show nor exist. She remembered all those times that people brought her back to the orphanage. Bringing her back like she was a dog that wasn’t needed anymore. Like garbage that you put outside. Several reasons had been the cause for those times, but yet all of them had broken down a part of her. “You’re lying….” She whispered “Killian won’t hurt me and I will never kill him. I love him.” The blonde looked away from the mirror but the whispers of the darkness were still there, lingering in the air while the sound of music filled the background. Music coming from the ball. “Everything….” Emma slowly rolled her fingers around the handle of the dagger that Rumple gave her. The metal of the blade shining into the moonlight that lit through the darkness. “…. I just have to dream it…” The blonde hovered the dagger above the crying baby. Following the motion of it with her eyes while her grip on the handle tightened. If this baby would be gone, she would get accepted. She would get loved. No one would push her aside, not anymore… Her eyes closed while she took a deep breath but it were the cries of her baby brother that made her able to hear more than just commanding whispers. “No…. this is wrong….” Emma sank onto her knees while she made the dagger disappear. “… I won’t be a part of you, of all of you. I won’t…” the blonde used her magic to make the baby go back into its crib that stood in the room next to where Doc was reacting to the crying sounds that appeared. “I will not give in to darkness” she spoke through gritted teeth as her eyes wandered towards Killian who was searching for her. “…. Killian” she whispered as her eyes pleaded for him to notice her. She needed him to make Rumple go away. Killian "Hook" JonesMr.Gold/Rumpelstiltskin
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Post by Killian "Hook" Jones on Oct 7, 2015 1:27:43 GMT -5
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Killian had been but a few minutes behind Emma. He had to reassure Henry that his mother was alright and that she was merely tired from the ordeal. In truth he feared something all together more sinister was going on. He had been walking through the corridor but his steps went to full blown run when he heard Emma voice.
Going about through the door there she was still a vision in white but she was crying and crumbled on to the floor. Briskly moving toward her kneeling beside the broken woman. His hand cradled the back of her head and the hooked arm around her waist.
Aye love I'm here , its alright it alright. Shh I'm here kiss the side of her forehead. She was in pain and he didn't know why Swan what happen ? She seem fragile in his arms rocking her slowly he sung a lullaby his mother sang to him as a child when he a woke from a bad dream . May your dreams bring you peace in the darkness, May you always rise over the rain. May the light from above always lead you to love, May you stay in the arms of the angels. May you always be brave in the shadows till the sun shines upon you again. Hear this prayer in my heart and will ne'er be apart, May you stay in the arms of the angels. May you hear every song in the forest and if ever you lose your own way; Hear my voice like a breeze whisper soft through the trees. May you stay in the arms of the angels May you grow up to stand as a man, love with the pride of your family and name. When you lay down your head for to rest in your bed, May you stay in the arms of the angels....Swan you can defeat this your stronger then you can even begin to comprehend. kissing her forehead once more leaning back to gaze into her hazel eyes. Brushing away downy soft blonde curls from her face smiling brightly at her.
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Post by Mr.Gold/Rumpelstiltskin on Oct 12, 2015 13:36:25 GMT -5
The darkness stayed in the room. Watching the scene unfold with snarl. So the dark one thinks to vanish us with love and songs? Precious, titling its head creeping closer crawling, slithering over cobble stone floor . Brushing golden blonde locks away from Emma's ear.
you may think I've gone..that I've died. That this pirate can save you that your love is strong enough to withstand the lurk of darkness. But I ensure my little swan...we have just began to play. I will have you soon once you discover lover boy is nothing but ghost.
Scaled hand crept along her jaw caressing her smooth skin. I can promise you so much more then he. I can promise you freedom from fear. No pain nor suffering you can have it all . Just reach out and accept your destiny.
Leaning back growling at the sweet words of the captain. If his powers would allow it he would rip killians tongue out. its just matter of time till everyone here lets you down even the captain. Then you will beg me then you take my hand you know why? Because your to Nobel not to save them, and you will have to succumb to the darkness to take your full power. You'll crave it how easy things can be with the right power how delicious the ones you love suffering can be. yellow eyes bored into the side of her face . Leaning closer till his hot breath bathed her skin you've tasted power and liked it ...say it Emma tell him the monster your becoming. Can't you hear it the rhythmic beating of his heart? Take it Emma it Belongs to you any way...take it and crush it.
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Post by Emma Swan on Oct 24, 2015 11:54:52 GMT -5
The moment the door opened and Killian walked in, a rush of relief ran through her, both her arms reaching out for him. He sank through his knees and came to the same level as she was, holding her close to him. The relief of him being there was this big that Emma couldn’t hold in some tears. That voice in her head almost made her kill her own brother, a baby, an innocent life. She’d almost killed Merida and who knows who was going to come next as a possible victim. Emma brought both her arms around Killian, holding him as close as she could so she could almost feel his heartbeat against her own chest, burying her face into the crook of his neck. Killian asked her what had happened but the truth was too horrible to mention. She felt numb, ashamed, horrible for what she’d been planning to do. Words were unable to form and leave her mouth. No answer was able to be given, only more tears that rolled down her cheeks. The lullaby that Killian was singing made her heart calm down and close her eyes, looking for the mental rest she was seeking for a few days now. Not being able to dream during the nights slowly started to take its toll. The touch of his lips on the skin of her forehead made her open her eyes once more, meeting his dark ones who gazed with worry. No…. no it couldn’t be…. Rumple was still there, he didn’t leave… why didn’t he leave?! Instead of him leaving he came closer and made all the comfort that Killian just gave her melt like snow for the sun. Rumple made it impossible for Emma to find any mental peace and rest, he was always there. He was not leaving. The beat of her heart raised by the words he whispered in her ear, together with his cold touch over her jaw line made it impossible for the blonde to keep her attention onto the man she loved and hold her. Emma wasn’t able to ignore Rumple’s words, they echoed through her mind until she would react to them. Everywhere she looked, he stood there, waiting for her to notice him and to accept her destiny. A destiny filled with darkness and away from loved ones. A destiny that was impossible to run from and impossible to get rid of once you’d accepted it. “No… stop it… GET OUT OF MY HEAD.” She pleaded. “I don’t want to listen to you…” Killian "Hook" JonesMr.Gold/Rumpelstiltskin
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Post by Killian "Hook" Jones on Oct 28, 2015 7:47:26 GMT -5
The tension rolled off swan in waves and still the pirate held her. Emma had been more distance as of late and only he could expect it was because of the darkness. The song had done its purpose , deep steady breaths of the savior raked over the skin at the base of his neck. Hook gently brushing through blonde soft waves. She was settling so when he kissed her the reaction he received was not what he had expected.
Emma practically jumped out of her skin only making Killian hold on tighter. The darkness was torturing Emma and it only sicken him to see her in such a state. Emma love it's just us no one else is here. We are alone. then when said get out of her head . Then he knew it was toying with her trying to isolate the blonde.
you need to ignore the demon trying to feast on your soul . a task easier said then done. But the captain was for once grateful for his time in Neverland. Love leaning down so to whisper in her ear. When you see this demon when it taunts or tempts you simply close your eyes and think a happy thought. Count to ten and say it out loud tell the darkness my light in my darkness is stronger then you are. And it will go away Swan.
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