A/N: Thanks for all the love, guys! Means a lot to me, so much that even I can't understand ;D Please review, fav or follow if you loved this chapter, guys! Even one review can make my heart sing! (I'm a cheesy dork, I know)

Disclaimer: Mine? Nopity nope nope. I also don't profit from where I based this story on, including the Magic Tree House series/musical (yes, there IS a musical. My childhood exists!) and The Princess Bride book/movie. Thanks, ladies and gents, now here's the story you've been waitin' for!

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Everyone turned to see who it was, to see a manly figure all in blue, excluding the black masquerade mask on his face which was decorated with blue and green sea-like spirals around its curvy frame. This person certainly couldn't be from Camelot, or any other realm than where Henry had come from. It didn't seem like people in that age really frequented on zoos.

"Who the heck are you supposed to be?" Jack sneered at the tall man in distaste.

"Shouldn't be of any use to you to know my name," the mask muffled his voice quite the bit, but it was still audible and clear enough for the people to hear. "And if you are so, how did you put it? 'Full of wit'? I believe it would be no challenge to compete against me in exchange for the release of these poor prisoners, am I right?"

Inside the cage…

"Seems legit-"

"Not another protagonist!"

"Why would someone want to free us, especially someone we don't even know-"

"Foolishness!"

"Shut up, we have something to deal with already," Annie turns her head sharply to aim a glare at the four of them before turning back to the Blue-Guy. "Why, I wonder, would you want to free the annoying little beasts we have to slay tomorrow?"

Blue-Guy shrugs, and for some reason Emma can sense a smirk on his face. "So that's a 'no' to being witty, though? Shame."

"Oh, really? Then I guess you wouldn't give up on a duel between you and my best knight, right?" Jack challenges, and with a twist of yellow and white smoke when Annie raises her hand, conjuring a ghostly spirit in front of them from the ground, an Elizabethan knight with a complete set of armour and sword. From his boot, Blue-Dude retrieved a golden sword with the initials 'KJ' welded on its blade as he ran in through the knight's side effortlessly in front of them. "That was your best knight?" he asked mockingly.

The knight dissipated, sinking back into the ground and the two gritted their teeth in fury.

"I'm the fighter here," Jack took off his glasses, handing them to Annie confidently. "But I don't use weapons. Hand-to-hand combat is my deal. I took karate anyways." He held out his fists readily.

"For like two days," muttered Annie behind him.

Jack took the first attack with a kick, which was easily deflected by the man's right hand, as his left hand was shoved in his pocket. He growled and went for a punch. That one got disarmed as well. This went on and on until little Jack got tired and Annie got too impatient and so the boy passed out.

The group in the cage laughed so hard that their sides hurt.

"Stupid. And I thought I was the younger one." She shook her head in disappointment at her brother on the floor, and conjured a wooden bed with her hands full of magic and set him down upon the mattress carefully. "Huh," she turned to Blue-Dude. "No matter. I still have to deal with you, idiot."

"Right. And what shall this challenge be, milady?"

"A game of poisons, as you did indeed say something about wit." The girl says simply, and a table of bottles appeared in front of her and the man, with quaint chairs to go with it as she sat. "No man of your age should deny some fine liquor, am I right? Of course, I look too young to drink, but, you know, Neverland."

He nods stiffly and looks among the bottles. He finally spots a canteen full of rum, and drinks it heartily, just as Annie laughs in humourless deception. "Did you really think I was talking about some useless drinking? I meant actual poison, you fool." She smiles maliciously into his eyes, to which the prisoners cry out in anguish and desperation, as they thought this 'hero' would come to save the day.

The blonde pigtailed girl smiled triumphantly as she grabbed a random bottle made out of pink glass. "This is the correct bottle, simple liquor. The drink you just put down your throat, along with all these other poisons? It carries a sleeping curse that goes on seemingly forever unless you inject yourself with a needle of sea-slug juice, carried only in Atlantis, which you shall never get to in time on your own, you stupid git. Oh how smart am I!"

She took a sip from the bottle, mockingly holding her bottle up for the 'cheers', which was sure to emit from her, but Annie just stared off into spaced, frowned slightly and fell to the ground in horror filled eyes.

The caged cheered in happiness as the blue-dressed man retrieved a key from Jack's necklace which he took without effort, and used it to unlock to four of them. They each gave their 'thank you's' to the man in turn before he asked the group a question. "Who among you can wield magic?" Emma and Regina raised their hands slowly. "Brilliant,"

He threw the ex-Evil Queen a silver locket and a scroll made of golden parchment. "You place the locket around the magician you want to strip of their powers and say this incantation on the parchment in your minds, focusing on the sole feeling of love or hatred, or both I suppose. I got this from Merlin when I helped him retrieve his wand while in another dimension." He explains. "Here's another one for you, lass." Emma caught a golden version of the identical locket in mid-air and nodded towards the man.

She walked over to the lifeless-seeming body of Jack on the bed, and placed the necklace around the boy's neck and read the incantation in her head, closing her eyes in concentration. A bright blue-green light shone, and all she had to do was…

…Think about the strongest emotions in the world.

Think, Emma, think.

Got it.

Killian.

Hatred at whoever took him away from her.

Love to the man she thought of most every single day.

Hatred to the situation.

Love to the memories she still had of him.

Hatred to why, why the world had brought this upon her.

Love to what a hero the pirate was before she'd never see him again.

Emma had thought of both emotions.

With a flash of magical light, a small seam of yellow connecting to the boy was being sucked into the locket slowly, and once it stopped, it shut tightly with a snap, locking his magic in tightly and it seemed Regina was doing the same.

"Well done, ladies. Now let's get out of here before any of them wakes up. The sleeping curse only works when whoever cast the spell-" Blue-Dude pointed to Annie. "-is still intact with their magical capabilities. And all that is in the locket, so…"

"We have to get the hell out of here before they wake up because they can now?" asked Emma.

"Indeed."

They began to walk out of the treehouse, when they heard a croaky voice behind then.

"Too late."

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Being chased by little kids was definitely not the plan, and if somebody had told her that this was her future, she would have laughed her head off.

It was also surprising to see that they were pretty fast for their age.

The treehouse had expanded over the years, apparently, and there were so many rooms, hallways, torches alight with fire and celestial bronze swords hung on display that, while running with Blue-Dude and the rest of her associates, Emma didn't exactly have to ogle them like she had earlier.

The only thing that could possibly make it worse would be more magic involved.

The odds.

Balls aflame which were bomb-like in looks, came hurling towards the group at a click of a finger behind them, causing them to duck down which slowed down their pace. Regina and Emma attempted to arrange some sort of forcefield between the weapons and the people they wished to protect for now, while every time Robin flew an arrow at the weird defence system, it would explode with a sharp bang and more of those strange contraptions would appear out of nowhere.

Finally, the team of people escaping from the 7 and 8-year-old siblings of terror made it away from the attacks, and crossed swiftly to the left corridor next. Apparently, the children didn't see them pass, so they kept running, past them straight ahead.

The two who had previously been struggling to deteriorate the attacks on the other side of the forcefield using their magic were quite plainly tired, and in the heat of the moment, with heavy hearts, continued walking with heavy breathing as if they'd run a mile.

Oh wait, they did.

After the heat had died down and the search for any enemies lurking about had returned to a tinge of suspicion, someone finally began to talk.

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I guess this is just a filler chapter ;p; Oh well. Anyhow, hope you guys are doing well, as I feel really tired after camp and all. xD please give this story some love if you will, and fav/follow!

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