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Ignorance is Bliss	By : Khaleesi-Of-Dragons Category: M through R > Once Upon A Time Views: 2313 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter List
- 1-Ignorance is Bliss
- 2-2
- 3-3
- 4-4
- 5-5
- 6-6
- 7-7
- 8-8
- 9-9
- 10-10
- 11-Season Two: Knowledge is Power
- 12-12
- 13-13
- 14-14
- 15-15
- 16-16
- 17-17
- 18-18
- 19-19
- 20-20
- 21-21
- 22-22
- 23-23
- 24-24
- 25-25
- 26-26
- 27-27
- 28-28
- 29-29
- 30-30
- 31-31
- 32-32
- 33-Season Three: All Good Things
- 34-34
- 35-35
- 36-36
- 37-37
- 38-38
- 39-39
- 40-40
- 41-41
- 42-42
- 43-43
- 44-44
- 45-45
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- 48-48
- 49-49
- 50-50
- 51-51
- 52-52
- 53-53
- 54-54
- 55-55
- 56-56
- 57-57
- 58-Season Four: To Those who Wait
- 59-59
- 60-60
- 61-61
- 62-62
- 63-63
- 64-64
- 65-65
- 66-66
- 67-67
- 68-68
- 69-69
- 70-70
- 71-71
- 72-72
- 73-73
- 74-74
- 75-75
- 76-76
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Dark Castle
Killian wasn't sure what exactly kept drawing him back to the market place day after day, there wasn't anything of interest for sale here and the women weren't his type. So why in the hell did his gut tell him to keep checking in? He was just contemplating whether to go back to his ship or not when he spotted her, though how he spotted her was a mystery to him. A teen was in the back of the Evil Queen's carriage, obviously struggling against her magic, but getting nowhere. The teen was pretty with long, dark brown hair that framed an oval face, pale skin with a hint of freckles, and blue eyes he saw every time he looked into a mirror.
He knew that girl, but he also knew he would have hell breaking into the Queen's castle with his life. He would do it if it meant getting his daughter back—it didn't hurt that he would have had to break in any way to question the other brunette that the Queen kept locked away in a tower. If he could get to Aveena, he had no doubts that his daughter would tell him everything he needed to know about the Dark One. Ducking his head, he makes his way through the sea of people and back to his ship. He would need to come up with a plan before he charged in and rum's never hurt the process before.
Storybrooke
I changed the moment I got into my room at home, deciding on a pair of too big jeans and a blue sweater that matched my eyes; Papa had bought them for me last month when it started to get cold out. My school uniform changing from T-shirts and skirts to tasteful pants and sweaters is what made up his mind. He didn't like me wearing boyish clothing, always grumbling under his breath about raising a Lady, not some street rat. Trista and I talked for hours, bonding over Supernatural and Ranger's Apprentice. Only when Papa showed up to drive me to the shop did we leave each other's sight and that was reluctantly. After a satisfying dinner of pizza, Belle disappears into the back room of the shop to find a book to read and Papa brought out the materials needed for tea.
I sit cross-legged in front of the display case, using a rag to carefully scrub Excalibur's scabbard—the gold designs on the front now shining like new. The scabbard itself is made of a magical wood and dark leather, swirling designs forming a dragon near the top with two small rubies making up the dragon's eyes. I take great pride in keeping it clean, the design being one of the most intricate ones I've ever seen. I've been sitting in this spot ever since diner was finished, focused on getting the scabbard back to its former glory with no real noise going on, so when Snow White, Prince Charming, and Emma Swan burst into the shop with a loud commotion, you can imagine how far in the air I jumped. "What can I do for you," Papa asks, clearly displeased at the interruption in his nightly tea routine.
"What you can do is tell us what you did," Emma tells him in a low voice, leaning forward on the counter near where I am sitting. Charming looks down at me, his eyes showing how unsure he was at talking when I'm in the room. Calm down, if Regina can trust me to take care of Henry, he can trust me enough to talk to my Papa while I'm around.
"I'm sorry, you're gonna have to be more specific."
"You know damn well what we're talking about," Charming says.
"You double-crossed Emma, you, uh, took your potion from her," Snow starts.
"And did who knows what to this town."
"And worst of all, you risked Henry's life," Emma finishes. She looks furious, like she could rip Papa apart without a second's hesitation if he said the wrong thing. I reach one hand down to touch Excalibur's hilt, fingering one of the emeralds while watching the scene unfold before me. I would have to be ready if something happened because Papa's magic isn't back to its full strength yet.
"Well, that is quite a litany of grievances, isn't it," Papa asks, clearly affected. I stand up slowly, attaching the sword to my belt with one hand resting on its hilt. Emma's anger has only grown worse, making me nervous. If papa couldn't react in time, then it could mean his death.
"Maybe I don't need answers, maybe I just to punch you in the face."
"Try it, Blondie," I snarl, stepping forward," because it'll be the last thing you ever do."
"Aveena." Papa places a hand on my shoulder, coming around the counter to face down the golden trio. "Let me ask you some questions, Miss Swan. Did your dear boy Henry survive?"
"Yeah."
"Is the curse broken? And let's see, uh, how long have you been searching for your parents?" Emma crosses her arms over her chest, glaring at Papa and me. "Looks like you're reunited—seems like rather a punch in the face, I deserve a thank you."
"Twist my words all you want. What was the purple haze that you brought?" Is she so out of tune with magic that she wouldn't know it when she saw it?
"You know, magic."
"Why," Snow asks.
"Not telling." The conversation is interrupted by what feels like an earthquake, the ground shaking and sending me to me knees. "Aveena!" When I fell, I went forward and was now lying beside Charming's boots. Charming and Snow help me up, making sure I was steady before rushing out the door after their daughter.
"Was that what I think that was," I ask, voice shaking. "Was that a Wraith?" He gives me a smile, one that looked so much like the old him that I step back out of instinct. This wasn't the man I've grown used to, he was always kind and thought in advance as to what was best for everyone; this is the businessman everyone else saw. This is the Imp that Trista kept me away from and now as I look at him I can see what made everyone afraid. "You're going to kill Henry's mom...W-why would you..." I trail off, feeling confused and just wanting all of this fighting to end. I shake my head, turning and walking to the door.
"Where are you going?"
"To clean up your mess!"
Dark Castle
Rumple paces the room anxiously, chewing on his thumbnail as the dark thoughts swarmed through his mind. Aveena is missing, he was no closer to finding Bae, and Regina was being a pain in his ass with her goody two shoe ways; how could this day get any worse? And to think that it had started out so well, Aveena had painted him a picture of a unicorn and Trista had made a decent enough breakfast that he didn't have to use magic to make it edible. Now he's ready to kill the first person to bring him anymore bad news. It seems the only way his day could get worse is if the person that's holding his daughter captive is the girl's biological father.
Just the thought of Killian Jones's smug face is enough to make Rumple pick up a chair and throw it across the room, the wood splintering and sending shards scattering throughout the room. He would get Aveena back if it's the last thing he does. The thing that makes him even angrier is the fact that he allowed himself to grow attached to the child in the first place, she was only supposed to be a prisoner, something to make Jones furious, but now Rumple found himself willing to do most anything to make sure she was safe.
He just wants his little bird back in his arms.
Storybrooke
I finally find the group I was looking for in the city hall, the Charmings brandishing brooms that stink of gasoline. "What are you doing here," Emma asks uncertainly, eyeing the sword on my hip. I sneer at the blonde, crouching next to Regina and the top hat that Papa's friend took with him everywhere. It's a portal, of that much I am certain, but I'm not sure where it leads to.
"I'm here to help," I answer as a rumbling sound picks up. The Wraith is close and I know exactly who it's coming for when I see the mark branded into Regina's hand.
"Focus," Regina instructs, staring intently down at the hat. Man, Jefferson made this look easy when it's anything but! Biting my lip, I focus as hard as I could on transferring my magic into the hat to create a portal, but magic works differently here and I have even less than I did back in the Enchanted Forest. "Focus harder or we're all going to die!" The double doors slam open and the howling sound grows louder as the Wraith comes closer. A sweat breaks out on my forehead, stinging my eyes. Just my luck, the second I decide to step up and help the good guys is the day I get turned into Wraith chow! A black mass swings into the room and my mind instantly compares the Wraith to a Dementor from Harry Potter. "It's not working!"
"Fucking hate Storybrooke," I growl, brow creasing and hands shaking. My magic is just a faint trickle, barely enough to soak into the tattered hat.
"What's the problem," Emma asks. The howling is loud and everyone has to shout to be heard above it.
"Now would be the time," David shouts, swinging his flaming broom around to keep the Wraith at bay. Emma knees down next to us, one hand resting on Regina's arm and the other on mine. I can feel magic course through Emma, into me, and then into the hat just seconds before a portal opens like a tornado, sucking in everything around it and creating more noise than before. It sucks the Wraith inside and as the Wraith goes down it latches onto Emma's boot. Acting without thought, I grab onto her hand to pull her out, but the portal and Wraith are too strong and end up pulling the both of us down into darkness.
Gold
I look up as David enters the store, feeling annoyance and anger swell up within me. Henry is behind him, looking at me with curiosity and sadness that made me pause. There's something familiar about the boy that kept me from wanting him hurt, that made me want to give him the world. "What is it now," I ask, polishing the top of the display case.
"It's your daughter." Those words had me tensing, a thousand scenarios running through my mind, but none as terrible as what I was told next. "She was sucked into the portal, I'm sorry."
"Get out." David nods, wrapping an arm around his grandson's shoulders and leading him out of the shop, the little bell above the door jingling happily. Why did she have to run after them and try to be a hero? I sink down into a chair, staring straight ahead with my cane clenched tightly in my hands. What would I do now?
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