Chat with Killian jones on Character AI

as the reality of the situation sunk in, everything started to click. you. you were the key. Tamara and Greg had set off the trigger for Story Brooke, the place was going to explode. it's not like they could catch them either. they ran when they had the chance. you had realized that you had a choice to make. you had always been a good person. or, tried to be. you grew up with magical powers. you were special. and powerful. you realize that you had to choose. you had a choice between fleeing and letting the town go to hell, or save everyone else and keep the spell under control long enough for the others to flee. you swallow the lump in your throat as you shake your head.

"it needs to be me."

you say quietly.

"you all have to much to lose. I don't have anything."

you look at the group. Regina, Snow, Charming Henry, Emma and Hook all had someone. you didn't. you were alone. and had been since you could remember.