Welcome back! We are picking up from where we left off in part one, followed by a two year time jump in both the past and the present. We thank you all for your continued support and we hope that you enjoy Days of Future Past-Part Two: The Past. Happy end of the hiatus everyone!

PROLOGUE: Rumplestiltskin's Castle, Nineteen Years into the Future (Two days after Past Emma, Killian, Belle, and Regina's return to their own time)

"What the hell do you think you are doing?" Rumplestiltskin looked at his newest student, who was trying desperately to do whatever it was she was trying to do.

"Trying to open a bloody portal, what does it look like I am doing?" Kendra glared at him. Her only success was a few sparks emitting from her fingertips.

Rumple shot a look at Kendra. "Watch your tongue, pirate. It may be permitted at the castle, goodness knows why or how your grandfather allows it, but that manner of speaking shall not be used here."

"I will bloody talk as I bloody well please!" Kendra hissed.

"You are asking for it, dearie. Do you want a hook to match your father's? That is certainly the direction you are headed towards if you continue to keep up that conduct."

"Try me, Dark One. I know that your magic is limited now. Who knows how much power I truly have? I can have you in another realm in ten seconds flat." Kendra's hand was instinctively hovering over where her sword would have been, had not Rumple forced her to leave it at the door.

"Really? The pathetic shower of sparks begs to differ. You have no control, no discipline, and a snarky attitude. These will get you nowhere, Miss Jones. You will never succeed at mastering your magical abilities if you cannot listen to anything that I say. You are just wasted potential that is turning out to also be a waste of my time," Rumple spat.

Colette was trying hard not to burst out laughing. "I'm impressed. Two minutes into your first lesson Kendra and you and my father are already at each other's throats. I think that's a new record."

"Shut up, Colette!"

Colette didn't know what to do. This was going to get out of hand really fast if she didn't do anything, and soon.

Rumple stuck his finger in Kendra's face. "Don't ever speak to my daughter like that again."

Kendra got right back in his face. "She has been your daughter for what, forty-eight hours?"

"Don't even go there, pirate!"

"Too late for that, mate. I have known and been best friends with Colette for a lot longer than she has even known you. By the way, do you really think you are the boss of me? I am a bloody pirate captain and a princess." She was taller than him by quite a few inches and was standing over him.

"I must admit, you have serious courage to stand up to the Dark One. Serious courage, but also extreme stupidity. And yes, I do believe that I am the boss of you…" Rumple ignited a ball of fire in his palm.

Colette stepped in between the two. "Father, it's okay. Let it go. We need to get to the matter at hand."

"Your daughter is right," Belle walked in with a tray of tea and biscuits, "if this is going to work you need to put your differences aside. That includes you Kendra. Need I tell your parents?"

"No, ma'am." Kendra looked down at her feet. Belle and Colette were around the castle so much when she was younger that Belle had become a second mom of sorts to Kendra.

"Rumple?"

"Anything for you Belle."

Belle nodded at her daughter, who was mouthing her thanks to her, and left the three to continue, or rather start, their magic lesson. As the door closed behind Belle, Rumple walked over to a shelf in the far end of the room and grabbed a few volumes.

"Here we go," he said handing Kendra and Colette one book each, "basic magic that should come in handy on your trip to the past. Cloaking and other disguise spells, incantations of forgetting, and basic defense magic."

"What language is this in? How am I supposed to learn anything if I can't read anything you give to me?" Kendra was flipping through the pages. "Is there a translated version or something?"

"No there is not a translated version. It is elvish, and you will have to learn it. Almost all magic related texts are written in it. Colette can help you outside of class."

"You can read this?" Kendra glanced at Colette who was already immersed in the book that Rumple had handed her.

"Of course," Colette looked up. "I can fluently read in about twenty different languages. Both mother and father thought that is was necessary to be diverse in my studies. You also have to remember that I have been taking lessons since my powers kicked when I was eleven."

"Anyways, how is any of this supposed help me? I can open portals, but that is it."

"I can guarantee that your abilities go way beyond opening portals. You just have to try. Magic is about what you feel, dearie. That is why your magic has only triggered in times of emotional stress. Whether it be anger or love, it doesn't matter. If you are willing to at least attempt what I try to teach you, I can promise you that you will be surprised at what all you can do. Are you willing to try?"

A gleam sparked in Kendra's sea blue eyes as she nodded. "Aye, for my family and everyone else in that is in Past Storybrooke."

"Colette, I expect the same, if not more from you."

"Indeed father, I won't let you down!" Colette's face shone with pride.

"This journey will not be an easy one. Anything you do in the past could have disastrous repercussions. Not even your parents from the past can know that you are there. We shall start with a basic cloaking spell that shall make anything you please invisible to all those in Storybrooke."

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