the asking was me being a gentleman

Oh no, he lost his memories or that’s what she was thinking because Killian thought that she was the dark one “You think that I’m the dark one?” She muttered looking at him, crossing her arms, a small sigh escaped from her lips and approaching to him now placing one of her hands on his cheeks “Don’t worry about that anymore, everything is a bit different now, maybe you just don’t remember but we can always find a way for you to remember what happened, all of it, I’m not longer the dark one or you want me to be the dark one again?”

“aren’t you the dark one? of course i don’t want you to be the dark one, swan! if it was my choice you would’t have bloody sacrificed yourself in the first place.” hook shook his head, imagining emma as anything other than light and happiness was hard because she was so full of goodness. whereas he had always been the one who’s soul was black and full of hate. unworthy of emma. “what do you mean i’ve forgotten? are you okay now?” 

“Storybrooke? That’s a weird name for a place but I guess Auradon is not much better. I know we are in New York but I haven’t heard of this place before”

“i’ve heard weirder than auradon. try neverland. i’ve been here once but my visit was brief and i had a mission at hand.”

“Kilian you are in a place called New York City  how do you not know this oh that’s right you have never been here before.”

“ah new york. i was here once before actually. when i had to try and get emma back, did’t fancy it then and i don’t fancy it now. especially if i start having to hide my hook.”

“This is my first time in New York but even I managed to figure out where I was. It’s not hard, just look around, says it all. I’m not much of a drinker, you’ll have to figure that one out for yourself.”

“Are you serious? It’s New fucking York, look the fuck around, read a damn sign.”

“ Happens all the time I take it ? Like the GREAT Frank Sinatra used to sing, New York. Sadly, I wouldn’t know where any rum is, sorry man.”

a relaxed smirk laid on the features of the silver-haired female. her eyes skimmed the area around her. new york. this was new. good. great. kai, her brother, was nowhere in sight. whatever fear he put in her was lifted away. she didn’t have to listen to him anymore, she didn’t have to follow him. MAYBE— maybe she could be the leader now. - but, who would she lead? she’d already known how to do it.  grey orbs flickered, looking for her target. someone to befriend, to observe, to analyze, then, to trap.

after a few, across the way in central park, winter had chosen her mark. she walked in their direction, just around a foot away, the girl  ‘tripped’.  now, she was to hope the other had a shred of compassion, she called for the others attention while grumbling out a “shit.” the palm of her hands leaking thick scarlet liquid from the cuts the pavement left, running down her arm, tainting her victorian style blouse. “fuck” she mumbled AGAIN. still remaining on the dirty park path.

hook couldn’t help but laugh when he saw the girl’s predicament, he found it less funny that she tripped and more so over the choice curse words that left her lips. “you okay there love? need some help?” in the past he probably would have used that line for some sort of twisted plan or maybe even to try and bed her. but now he said it because he wanted to help. because every moment was spent trying to be the better version of himself to make emma proud, henry proud, snow, charming and everyone who believed in him proud.

“What the hell is this place?” She muttered to herself stopping her motorcycle, now pulling some paper that was on the wall and looked at it, New York it says, the purple haired girl looked around for a second and then just a sigh escaped from her lips “Oh, good, something went wrong, again”

“it’d be helpful if i knew, but i don’t. this land is all still so knew to me,considering we don’t get out of storybrooke very often. sounds like we’re in the same predicament here.” 

Emma turned around and Killian was there, a sigh of relief escaped from her lips “I’m so glad that you are here” She said approaching to him “I’m not really sure but…if this is a curse, then, have you forgot something? That always happens in any of our curses so…” Except to her because she was the saviour, after all.

hook shrugged his shoulders. “i don’t remember forgetting anything but then again it’s always hard to remember what we’ve forgot.” he shrugged his shoulders. “you do look more full of light that i thought you’d be though. becoming the dark one and all.”