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the captain and the savior

summary: 7. rival superheros who are trying to protect the same small city oh hey we make a pretty good team AU. requested by literatiruinedme.

word count: ~ 1,800

rating: t. (implied violence, fires, etc.)

a/n: just altered small city to small town.

Storybrooke is a small town, but the crime never stops (dark crimes, too). What frustrates her though, is that there’s another person stealing the spotlight of saving people and enforcing justice. She’s not the only superhero anymore, and damn, does that make her blood boil in a way.

But it’s weird, to have these powers that no one else has, or would you rarely meet someone who has powers. Emma has the ability of duplication and enhanced hearing, and she’s always been quite talented at using her duplicated selves to listen closely to her enemies. It’s a benefit, but sometimes she may accidentally listen in on less than pleasant conversations around her.

Back to the point, however, is that Emma does not appreciate the other man or woman in her town stealing away the crime with the justice he or she provides. This is her town. Rival superhero be damned, she’ll encounter him or her soon enough.

When the biggest house fire strikes, and she hears the beginning of it all, well, it’s her to the rescue.

(Savior of Storybrooke, and all.)

She duplicates herself and heads into the building before David and the others can see (David knows, he’s the only one that does), trying to hear for herself for anyone that hasn’t escaped. There’s one person outside, but she reckons there must be more. But the sound of the sirens and the creaking of burning wood is disrupting her ability to listen intently.

Each version of her is looking around, climbing up the stairs, in every possible room and portion of the house. Her leather attire doesn’t do too well against fire and she’s sweating like a madman who’s completed his crossfit training.

“Better be careful there, love.”

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A/N: An extra late gift (part two) for Charlotte.

It is set near Christmastime, so if you’d just maybe imagine lots of pretty lights and snowy weather in a San Francisco-like setting, that’d be just about right. Happy 2015 in advance :)


Just a little taste.

Emma Swan was well-known, famous, and even scorned for her often incredibly negative reviews on the top restaurants in town. Her short, snappy and delicately worded articles appeared every Sunday morning in The Sunday Chronicle, the city’s most read weekend paper.

It wasn’t that she didn’t like the food, or that she was internally pessimistic 120 per cent of the time. No, it wasn’t that at all. It was more like she didn’t quite find most of the food to have a balance of both creativity and familiarity.

(She didn’t really want to eat another escargot dish in spicy herb butter with parsley, only to find that its exotic taste was all there really was to comment about.)

It was a weekend near Christmas when her editor unbecomingly booked her into two restaurants, effectively making her work double her usual hours at a time so close to the holidays. She was going to object, until she realised that one of the restaurants was a new one, a new place that was apparently getting rave reviews from even the likes of Heston Blumenthal and Anthony Bourdain (not that she found their opinions valid enough to affect her initial impressions of this restaurant).

This new fine dining place was known as The Jolly Roger (what an abomination of a name, she thought – it sounded more like a kid’s play house) and it was opened by a completely unknown, self-taught, supposedly brilliant upcoming chef named Killian Jones.

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