Villains Don't Get Happy Endings

[Killian Jones]

Tag: Regina

I tried

THE HERO THING ... DIDN'T TAKE

So this is what it had all come down to. They were back in the Enchanted Forest, full memories in tact which . . . was more painful than the alternative. Part of Killian wished his memories could have been erased just as Emma's were. And then on the other hand, how could he want to rid himself of memories about the woman he loved? It was a difficult dilemma, but it also was a useless one to consider. For nothing could be done. Emma and Henry had left Storybrooke and were on their way to a city to make lives for themselves. Ones that did not involve any of them. He was uncaring if was selfish of him to be bitter and frustrated by this.

He also was not planning on staying with any of them. He didn't belong in this life with castles, kings and queens. He belonged aboard his ship. On the open sea. He was a pirate after all and no matter how much he tried to be a better man, it was pointless. He was and always would be, Captain Hook, a villainous pirate that sailed the open seas and took what he pleased. He had made his way from the crowd who had set up camp for the night, as it was late and they were in the middle of the forest. But sleep evaded him in all his bitter loneliness. Instead, he sat against a tree, his back against the trunk and he reached into his pocket for his best friend. "Cheers," he said in a low voice to no one in particular as he opened the cover to his flask. Rum. The one thing that would never let him down. And with that thought in mind, he took a particularly large swig of the beverage that he hoped would start to ease away his sorrows and with any luck, assist him in passing out for being awake was far too painful right now.

[regina77]

How to be brave?

How can I love when I'm afraid to fall? But watching you stand alone, all of my doubt suddenly goes away somehow.

"Oh please..." Regina muttered, approaching the rather dismal man. "I know you pirates like a drink every now and then but this is ridiculous."

Regina never was particularly close to the pirate. Sure, they had a little history here and there, but he was never really a man that occupied her attention. However in this dreaded moment of heartbreak, the two shared quite a lot in common. Both of them were forced to say goodbye to the people that their hearts desired the most, seemingly forever, as they wallow in their own self-pity. After fighting so hard to be the woman that Henry needs in his life, within the blink of an eye her efforts were destroyed and now? Now Henry resided in another world with absolutely no knowledge of Regina's existence or the harrowing pain she was enduring.

Though despite their rather null relationship, Regina knew she couldn't just leave him here to rot. She knew it wouldn't be what Henry wanted. Instead, she offered the man a sympathetic sigh, glancing down towards him as he slouched at the base of the tree.

"Look, I know how you're feeling right now, trust me. Fate has had its way with me more times than anyone in this grisly forest combined and believe me when I say that this won't help."

tag: captain hook

ooc: sorry for the late reply, it's been a rough week

[Killian Jones]

Tag: Regina

I tried

THE HERO THING ... DIDN'T TAKE

The silence was broken by a familiar voice, one that Hook instantly recognized without having to turn to look at the source. Regina Mills. His past with her was . . . well, interesting to say the least. From being hired by her to kill her mother, to working with Cora, to working with the two of them, to betrayal, to being left in the caves as dragon fodder, to assisting in Regina getting kidnapped . . . yes. The two of them did indeed have a complex history. But at the same time, he supposed they had a fair bit in common as well. The ones they loved both had their hearts crushed in front of their eyes, and they were both on the path of reformation, to prove that they were no longer villains as well as having a shared incentive: love.

Hook's love was for Emma, while Regina's was for her son. And alas, they had both lost such loves . . . a final commonality to add to the list. She spoke of how this was ridiculous and continued to say that she understood what he was going through, speaking of how fate had its way with her and finished by saying that this wouldn't help. The pirate's gaze raised to meet hers, eyes resting on her face. "Have you ever tried before, love?" He asked with a slight smirk on his face as he extended the flask to her in offering. "Because if you hadn't, then I highly recommend you do. You may find the numbing affect to be more helpful than you assume." And yet, he of course knew she was right. The numbness would not last, and when the effects of the alcohol wore off, left only was the heartache and pain. "Besides, what have you got to lose?" He finished, knowing it was a sting toward both of them for . . . they had already seemed to lose a great deal. And they certainly weren't the only ones who had in this forest.