Prologue

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A/n: (Yn)-your name
(Hc)-hair color
(Ec)-eye color
More added later
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Locked in a room. Unaware of the outside world. Powers I can't control, it's for the good of the world. I can't hurt anyone. I don't know where I got the powers. All I know is that my dad is Killian Jones, aka Captain Hook. That's right, I'm (Yn) Jones. I'm often knows as "Hookette", at least that's what people call me when I hear my dad talking about me to whoever comes into our house. They sometimes say "So why don't we ever get to see "Hookette"?" My dad would always reply "She's keeping the world safe." I wish I knew who my mom was. I don't know why he doesn't tell who my mom is, maybe waiting 'til I'm old enough, or can control my powers. They tend to come out with emotion... I-I don't know why. I've been locked in this room for years. I could get around the room for an entire day with my eyes closed, and I have... More than once. The most contact I have with the outside world is Regina, My dad, and Henry. Aside from people the window, and music is more. I wish I could feel what summer feels like, what... What snow feels like. Maybe someday... All I know is the older I get the stronger the gold, white, and brown glow from my powers gets. Every year on my birthday Regina puts a spell on my room because of my getting older and my powers getting stronger, they go haywire. That is... Until I turned 15... I was too strong for her. No one got hurt... But they may not be as lucky next year. Yes... Today is my birthday... I've heard stories about my Dad's enemy.... He just sounds like someone who needs love... Like The Beast/Rumplestiltskin, but I'm only 15 what do I know about love, but maybe I'll find out. I get to meet mom today, as my fathers gift to me. "You ready?" He asks. "Yes Dad." I said and stood up. I put in the power proof gloves, specially made by Mr.Gold or Rumple, as protection for anytime I was actually allowed outside of my room. We walk up to a door on a small wooden lodge a few miles away from my home. Mom has been living separately, for my safety and her safety. Then a lady with blonde hair opens up... "Emma?"

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