A/N- song for this chapter is loving someone by the 1975
morality-| principles concerning the distinction between right and wrong or good and bad behavior.
Crystals POV
Will we ever be free from this prison that is evil?
Those were the words commonly replaying in my mind. Will we ever not be in constant fear for ourselves or our loved ones? Will I ever find a home? Will I ever truly belong somewhere where I can settle down and feel jocular. It feels impossibly irrelevant at this time with all these villains and issues. I feel stuck in the middle between helping and ignoring them, I did have involvement and I did care, but at the end of the day it was never truly my battle.
Evil is everywhere, there isn't much avoiding it, so long as there is altruistic people out there, evil will always exist.
This town will NEVER be in peace. It'll always be brought down upon by someone that screwed up in the past. I know we all make mistakes but this seems continuous. All of the villains had a past with Rumplestiltskin. He angered them, killed somebody they loved, stole from them or all of the above. Emma may call this home but it is far from it.
It appears to be more of a trap. Something you can't really escape, but where all your loved ones are
One day they won't be able to hold off the villains. Snow White's "good always wins" theory will not work. We need to cut off the source of these problems.
Rumple is the reason most of them are angry. They want something more then what they got and they take it out on the whole town. Which led back to finding a home. How do you know you've had one?
Peter and I walked beside each other without saying a word. I treasured moments like these because there seemed to be no talking, but actions are louder than words and just walking beside each other made me happy, because he was safe beside me and that was all I wished for. We stopped at the beginning of the forest. We didn't dare go inside. Just waited for a sign of some sort.
Emma's POV
I ran through the forest, honestly I wish I stayed back in New York. How could I explain all this to Henry? What if he doesn't remember? He was probably so lost and confused, I was in shock, it isn't easy finding out all you thought you knew was a lie, my boyfriend was a flying monkey, how can you be calm about that? Who can you trust? I heard a muffled noise. I glanced up quickly pointing my gun, I wouldn't be taking any chances if it was the witch.
It was Gold himself in the flesh. I was stunned but adjusted quickly. He instantly fell on the ground and had his hands covering his head. "All the voices in my head, will not stop until I'm dead"
I was shocked. I knew he was a little preposterous and mad, but what the hell is this?
"G-gold? Are you okay?" I said cautiously, in case he decided to snap up and attack, I had to be ready at any given moment.
He just looked at me with a perplexed expression on his face.
Suddenly I remembered despite everything, I kneeled beside him, I needed answers.
"Hey gold I need you to help. Who's the witch" I said frantically silently hoping he was sane enough to answer and comprehend my question.
He barked back making me stumble backwards.
"NO ROOM NO ROOM"
"What the hell?" I whispered. "No room for what? Can you just tell me who the witch is?"
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Fanfiction"There's a place they speak of, it is called Neverland. Where you don't have to grow up, no adults, responsibilities or worries, only fun." Crystal Waters has grown up abused by her malicious father. She finally left when he came home drunk, her mot...
