My shadow holds me above the sea, as we fly back to the island. Everything dark, darker than it was when I first arrived. Everything about it is dark, you can hear crying, see the night sky in a way I have never seen it, fog, and the ocean surrounding it isn't bright and lively. I continue to look at the sea, than I see it. A all to familiar Joly Rodger.

"Take me to the ship," I say angrily to my shadow. My shadow takes me to the ship in a swift movement or two. I drop down on to a rope and swing around it, like the good old days. I laugh and everyone aboard jumps.

"Whose there," Charming says pulling out his sword. I laugh and drop on to the deck, silently.

Chill Charming." I say sternly. I walk up to the middle of the ship so everyone can see me.

"Hello Hook," I say with an angry expression facing him. He looks at me, he had jumped the most.

"Faith..., how?" He said backing away. I walk closer to him, intimidating him.

"I have my ways." I say angrily. I turning to the rest sighing. A fire ball is charged at me, but I set it out with a soft move of my hand. "Rumble," I mutter.

"Hello deary."

"Woah, the two people I hate the most. Who hat each other. Are working together. That I thought that never accrued to me." I laugh evilly. "No more talking rumble." I shut his mouth closed.

"What are you guys doing here? You'll get yourself killed." My voice changes to a concerned tone.

"We need to get Henry back Faith." Emma says trying to calm me down. "What are you doing here?"

"What am I doing here?" I laugh. "What are doing here on my island? This is my home! You guys never wondered where I was from. Here!"

"What!?" Everyone, beside Hook and Rumble says in unison.

"Welcome to my home. But thanks to that bastard and Rumble, this has happened! I know this place more than you guys now yourself." Hook charges at me, he sword to my neck. He pushes me against one of the poles.

"Charming take the wheel. I can hold her off long enough." He says angrily.

"Oh, now this is exactly like to old days, eh Father?" I say smirking kicking him, with both off my legs, sending on to the ground.

"Father!" Regina yells.

"Yup," I say extremely disappointed. "My mother was an alcoholic bitch, and my father is much worst. He killed one of my closes friends. Well bye." I say disappearing, To only really disappear and appear on the ropes so I could listen to this conversation.

"What was that!" Regina yelled. "I knew you had a daughter that you adopted, but Faith!"

"Yes, the girl I adopted her name is Jess."

"Jess?" Regina had said sadly.

"Yes, do you know her?"

"Oh sorry nothing." I knew she was hiding something. And time determined to find out. They begin to talk about other stuff as there conversation grew dule. I decided to teleport away, knowing the mermaid might come later.

I teleport to the island, not leaving any smoke like them. I sit on the beach. My back against a tree. I think off the day I left. I slowly sop my hands over my face. Does Mikayla know. Of course she must it's been twenty six years. Rufeo is dead because of me. I hear someone walk into the shore, from the water. I don't care to look up.

"No," the voice said sadly. "No, it's just a dream of hers again."

I look up, unable to speak. She walks back into the ocean angrily. She turns into a dolphin and swims away, most likely to her home under the sea.

"Mikayla..." I say softly. She was already under water. I get up and walk into the forest, whipping tears off of my face. I look around for a certain flower. I pull the best on from the patch and set it a drift on the sea. A single tiger lily. Hoping they will realize that it really is me. No just a stupid dream.

When we first met, she was looking at some flowers. She claimed she was just bored and that she usually does do that. I believe her and still do. She had said a tiger lily was her favorite. I always kept it as a secret, she didn't want people knowing she had a girly side.

I turn into the forest.

"What the!" The nightshade grew back. "No..." I cut down the plant and carefully take the poison. I put it into a small vile, right next to my pixie dust, just for safety. I might need it with what might have become of the island.

I get up and look at the trees, no pixie dust. I must conserve what I have than. Pan must still have a small amount. I walk threw the darkened island, towards the camp. Well, if it's there. I mean twenty six years of not being her has had a tole on my memory. I follow threw a trail, that I remember first walking threw. I look at the tree trunks for some direction to the camp I see something written on one. 'Welcome to Hell.' It read. It's written by the hook of a pirate. I'd know that scratch anywhere.

"So this is what the island has became now has it." I say to myself, hoping someone could hear me. However, I know no one will. "Time to look for Peter of Henry."

Pan's p.o.v.

I felt a nearly familiar presence on the island. I think only for the briefest second Faith. Who knows when she'll return, if she'll ever return. But I can't quite put my finger on it than. It may just be the horrid Hook. Oh no, it's probably the savor looking for her son. But they don't know that Pan never fails.

~~around fifteen years earlier in Storybrooke~~

~Faith's p.o.v.~

"Boy, why are you crying." I ask my little brother only the age of eight. I myself was crying.

"Haha, very funny Faith." He says. We where watching Hook and Rufeo had just died. This was Henry's first time watching it.

I cry more than anyone does watching this movie. I don't know why. Mom always says it's because I'm a sensitive person. But I know I'm not. It just feels real to I guess.

"At least he had an awfully big adventure." I smile, whipping tears from my face. I get up from my bed. "I'll be back."

"Okay..." Henry yawns. I walk go my closet and open the hatch. I jump up and climb into the attic, with no hassle. I sat up, and brush some dust off me. I walk to another secret door and climbs onto the roof. I stand up, and feel the cold breeze against my skin.

A chill is sent down my spin. I turn around and see nothing but my own shadow. I sigh. I sit down near the tip of the roof. A noise comes from the stress. I look around, nothing.

I look up to see a tiger lily fall into my hands, with a note attached.

'please come back, we need you. I hope you now who this is from.' It read. It was slightly small and messy, but it also seemed like a girl's writing. I look back up only to see a dark figure in the sky, fly into the night sky.