Thread: The Girl With Silver Hands [OUAT] - {Temp x Greeneyed23}

Before I could strike the magic man again, I was interrupted, grabbed, and disarmed all before I could even really finish my sentence. Despite this, I knew this would happen. I knew I couldn't really kill Rumpelstiltskin. I could only injure her, and hope he wouldn't kill me. But I knew he wouldn't. Since the day he found out the truth, he could never kill me. He could never kill his only daughter. As I was thrown to the ground, I caught a quick glimpse of the man intervene. At first, I was indifferent. It was only the face of an ordinary stranger. Until the piercing of your blue-grey eyes suddenly struck a memory cord and it all came flooding back. I was down on the ground underneath you. And this was definitely not the first time, either. On the ground, I didn't put up much of a fight other than tensing my body. I started to laugh. It was the only thing I could fathom to do. It wasn't a joyous laugh, but one of amusement. It was almost evil. Similar to the chuckle Rumple often gave to ridicule his subjects. Despite my hands being tied, I stayed relatively calm, and allowed the infamous Sir Cai to help me up. Unaware of if you recognized me, I stayed silent. Though, I wondered if you even remember you were Cai, and not some random modern body in a world of no magic. Looking up at gold, I grinned at his bludgeoned face. It, of course, only lasted a few seconds before he magically healed himself and brought himself back to original health. Holding himself high with his cane in front of him, he smiled and looked down at me. Going to have to try harder than that, deary. I don't die easy. I let out a sudden outroar of laughter. Death? Whatever made you believe that's what I wanted for you, sir precious, magical, Mr. GOLD. I was clearly mocking. I just wanted you to feel pain. Even if it were momentary. It still stung. Even as Emma, Mary-Margaret Snow and David Charming entered to bust in the heroics, I never broke my stare with Rumple. He was looking at me. Giving me that look. The seemingly monotone look on his face that he gave when he was disturbed, but trying to hide it. All I could do was give a bit of an evil grin, but it was more sarcastic than authentic. As the shouting escalated, I cut everyone up. Everyone SHUT UP. I pulled myself up onto my feet, hands still behind my back. Giving a quick glance over to Emma who was holding out a gun at me - and the couple, my eyes turned to yours. It doesn't matter. The past is in the past. One can only look toward the future. My head swayed over to look at Mr. Gold. Oh, daddy dearest, I am oh so disappointed in you. You didn't even lift a finger of magic to stop me. Instantly, in a quick snap, I ripped the string right off like it was paper and waved my hand quickly. Suddenly, Emma's gun flung right out of her hands and into my own. The whole time, I didn't break my stare with Mr. Gold. I look forward to torturing you, Mr. Gold. Leaning in, I whispered to him and pressed the gun against his chest. And that's the only reason you're alive. I had truly become him but perhaps it was just an act. A way of showing off a way of proving that I was stronger than I really was. I have business to attend too. Perhaps one day, we can hold a conversation without any threats, my deary. Rumple spoke to me, but I had no intention to chummy up to him any time soon. He walked away, leaving the store without another word. Emma looked dumbfounded at the fact that I could sway magic so easily. I turned to her, and tossed the gun back towards her. She caught it, but I didn't have a care in talking to her. I wanted to talk to you. Turning my back to Emma, Snow, and Charming, my smile greeted you. I heard you make a killer cup of coffee... I paused, That is... when you're not pinning down pirates. There was a charming twinkle in my bright grey eyes.