Faith, Trust and Pixie Dust
Prologue: We Have Our Heading.
Together aboard The Jolly Roger Emma the Savior, Mary Margret Snow White, David Nolan Prince Charming, Captain Killian Jones 'Hook', Regina Mills the Evil Queen and Mr. Rumpelstiltskin Gold the Dark One, gathered around the white globe. As Gold pricked his finger at the tip of the orb to allow the magic that ran through his veins too produce a map, the others gathered in tighter.
A red silhouette of land appeared.
"Where is that?" Inquired Regina. "Where did they take Henry?"
Emma listened intently. "Neverland." Hook replied simply. Everyone exchanged glances. Emma and Hook proceeded to the helms wheel at the stern. Emma placed the silvery bean into Hook's hand. Only then did he throw it over the starboard bow, and into the blue mouth of Storybrooke's main bay. A massive whirlpool of blue mist opened just above the horizon. Each of them grabbed onto the aging ropes of the sturdy ship. Hook grabbed the wheel and turned the ship eight knots starboard. Towards the rapids of the portal.
"Who are we up against?" Shouted Prince Charming, over the sound of the accelerating tide as he clung to the ropes as well as his true love. "Who are Greg and Tamara?"
"They are merely pawns. Manipulated by far greater forces than they can conceive. They have no idea who they're truly working for." Replied Gold in the same raised tone.
"And who's that?" Emma questioned.
"Someone we all should fear." Gold stated nearly unintelligible to the others as The Jolly Roger's bow dipped into the abyss that became a portal to another world.
