Before Cruella, was another tall looking man. He sported normal-Land Without Magic clothing, as usual with residence in Underbrooke. He wore a black hoodie that shrouded his face from the devilish woman.
"And who might you be, darling?" She asked.
He grew a large and mischief smile. "I'm surprised that a woman that wants to own this land-didn't even know her kingdom's residences?" He said.
Cruella was caught off guard by the rude comment towards her. She brushed her coat off and looked at the man. "I am too busy of a woman to know every puny soul that enters here. Now," She walked closer to the man. "Tell me your name, or you have no importance to me." She demanded.
"Well, Madame Mayor," He leaned into her face, pressing his chest into her own. "The name is Sir Kay."
Still cheek to cheek with the man, she pulled down his hood. She revealed his face to be a dashing young man. "Wow, you are indeed a handsome looking devil-and a nice mouth on you I may add, darling." She said melting into his eyes.
Cruella looked at the back of her and saw the Blind Witch, smiling intently. She then looked back at Kay. "I think we need a new sheriff in town." She smiled.
"I would gladly accept then." He smiled back, giving a twinkle to his eyes.
"Blind Witch!" She called fourth.
"Yes, madame." She smiled.
"Let's head down to my new office and see what fun toys we have to play with, with our new friend."
Underbrooke, Docks:
"So, how did you end up here?" Arthur asked politely.
Periwinkle smiled at him and then walked out into the town, with Arthur following closely.
"Well," She looked to him. "I came here by force." She smiled.
"Force?" He asked.
She nodded. "Hades,"
"The man I met in Storybrooke..." Arthur quietly stated to himself.
"He was an unhappy man who lost love in his heart. Being manipulated by power and greed." She explained. "After his love with a green witch named Zelena, he came back down and desperately wanted someone."
"To open his heart?" Arthur asked.
"Correct, the only way to do that, is to force a living soul to the dead."
"But how?" Arthur asked.
"With my heart..." She explained.
Arthur put some puzzle pieces together in his head, before asking her a simple question. "So, you're living?" He asked.
Periwinkle smiled again. "Let's just say, I may be alive-I might as well be dead, I have no heart inside my body."
"That's horrid!" Arthur exclaimed. "We must find your heart and get you back to the living!" He continued.
"Don't get in a fluster, Arthur." She tried to explain. "It's useless to find my heart, even if we try. We'll never get it with Cruella in town."
"Blah! She's not the devil!" Arthur retorted.
Periwinkle giggled a little.
"What?" Arthur asked.
Periwinkle found a small area with a slightly bruised bench and sat her tush right on it, with Arthur following.
"What was so funny?" He asked.
"It's ironic that you would say she's not the devil when her name is Cruella-De Vil."
Arthur's head spun in a circle by the irony, he even rolled his eyes. He now felt slightly disgusted even more by the repulsion of her name.
Underbrooke, Mr. Gold Pawn Shop:
"Why isn't it a surprise." An older man said, walking into the pawn shop. Slightly smiling, like he knew the person running the shop. He went over to the counter and saw the face of a younger man, who was built greatly and wore a white robe with a cross bearing on it. His face lit up with happiness.
"Well, Well, Well. Jonathan Maig," He greeted. "What a nice sight to see, on a slight morbid term."
The older gentleman chuckled a bit. "Looks like our legend has deteriorated." He joked.
"Yet, we will always live on by our legends."
"So, Merlin." He asked.
"Yes," He replied with his full attention.
"What brought you here in Mr. Gold's Pawn Shop, down under?" He asked.
Merlin used his magic and arranged different arrangements of items on the counter. He then waved his hand once more and light shimmered from his fingers, turning the old wood into a new marble kind. It was more of a Merlin-Esq taste in a sense.
"I now own this shop."
Jonathan felt the counter with his hands and looked up to Merlin with a smile. "Expensive taste as always."
"Of course." Merlin brought his attention to a certain item in the glass case. He pulled out a small antique, it was a white boat-like item that had blue flower designs around it.
"What's this?" Jonathan asked.
Merlin knelt down and looked at the item carefully. "Remember when I was training you as my apprentice and I told you stories of the Giramphiel?"
"Of course, master."
"This here. Is the Giramphiel itself." Merlin smiled.
Jonathan's eyes bloomed up and his mouth gave a slight awe effect. He then watched Merlin enchant the item with magic, making it glow a bit orange around it. "We need to leave this in the right hands."
"Right." Jonathan nodded.
"And I trust you with handling it," Merlin said, giving his consent to his apprentice.
"But, Merlin!"
Merlin held his hand out and closed his eyes. "Be quite, you know what has to be done. I trust you the most to carry out the most dangerous or precious tasks." He explained, slightly scolding the apprentice.
"I know, I know..." Jonathan took hold of the precious item in his hands and hid it in his robe. "Who shall I hand it too?" He asked.
"That is up to you to find out," Merlin explained. "You have my best judgment on hand."
With the wise master's words enchanting the apprentice with the item, he headed out of the store and out into the dingey hellish Storybrooke.
As Merlin tended to his new duties as the new Pawn Shop owner, a mystery guest entered forward, ringing the bell of the shop.
"May I help you?" Merlin asked.
The man, which stood at the same height as Merlin, but was more built. His muscles bulged out so much that it was a bit intimidating. Of course, Merlin wasn't frightened as he knew he was still more authoritative than most in Underbrooke. The man looked at Merlin with a sudden fearful face. "I need your help."
Merlin looked into the man twinkling green eyes, one scar hovering over the left one.
Merlin leaned in over his desk. "How may I help?" He asked.
"I need to find a certain item...that's from the living." He explained. "Your one of the most wisest and powerful here, you must have an idea to get it?"
Merlin nodded. "Indeed, I am powerful..but, I can't help beyond the dead..."
The man threw his fists on the marble desk, rumbling the floor. Merlin was in shock of the strength. "Such a Hercules, I see."
"Uck!" The man spat, disgust obviously was in his face. "Don't compare me to that intolerable punk." He shouted.
"Alright. I see your not a fan." Merlin said. "Who are you?" He asked.
"I'd rather not say-at least yet anyways." The man explained.
"Fair enough."
Underbrooke, Underworld-Hades' Lair:
Cruella laughed maniacally as she was looking through a glass ball of Hades'. She saw the conversation that Merlin was having with both the apprentice and the odd muscle man.
"So, Merlin died, darlings," Cruella explained.
"I've never liked that Merlin." The Blind Witch expressed.
"Get over it. What does he have over us, we're all dead." Kay explained.
"True," Cruella agreed. "But, Darling... he's still more powerful than ME!" She ferociously barked at the man.
"How powerful are you anyways?" Kay asked, looking through some weapons of Hades.
"Enough to have a dragon eat you ali- you know what I mean."
"But, you are a witch," Kay said. "Right?"
Cruella fluffed her coat and gave him a domineering and flirting like pose. "Yes, darling."
"Than show us some magic then."
Cruella was caught off guard. She didn't think that anyone would challenge her authority like that, at least not of yet.
"She doesn't need to prove her worth to you, sheriff!" Blind Witch retorted, trying to stand up for her fellow witch.
Cruella held her hand out to the witch. "Down girl. It's alright, he wants to see my awesome powers-that's what he'll get." Cruella winked.
The Blind Witch was intrigued by what she meant, seeing as she didn't have magic besides controlling animals and couldn't even harm a fly if she tried. So, what Cruella had planned, was really up for grabs. She was slightly blessed to be blind and not being able to see the embarrassment of her friend.
"Well?" Kay insisted.
"Right." Cruella walked over to the throne of Hades' and dropped her coat on Kay's lap as he sat on a chest. She focused her sight on one of the rivers in front of them and started to raise both her arms up. Kay looked intently at the river and then at Cruella, he knew she was stalling a bit by "trying to call upon her powers."
"I command thee," Cruella recited. "Almighty powers..."
"Lame." Kay coughed under his breath.
"Quite!" Cruella demanded, suddenly her voice echoed throughout the cave, giving a shake and tumble around them. Blind Witch tumbled over a chest and knocked it over.
Both Cruella and Kay focused their full attention to the chest knocked over by the witch. Cruella was sort of glad her friend was clumsy, so she didn't have to make a fool of herself.
"I am so sorry, Cruella..." The Blind Witch apologized.
"No need babe," Cruella said, she knelt down and saw a shiny tiara. She picked up slowly and looked at its beautiful glowing appearance. "It's gorgeous." She said.
"Hey, what's this hope chest?" Kay curiously asked, picking it up. It was a shiny golden color with a red heart design where the lock was. It had a name inscribed on it with white. "Persephone." He read out loud.
"Keep it!" Cruella ordered. "I don't have a need for a box that was inside a damn box."
"You sure?" Kay asked.
"Witchy!" Cruella called over.
"Yes." The Blind Witch smiled.
"Take this man out of my beautiful lair, I have to have some private time with my beautiful tiara." She ordered.
The Blind Witch bowed and took orders correctly, escorting Sir Kay out of the lair to his dismay. Cruella sat heavenly on her throne, putting her coat back on and looking at the tiara with glossed eyes. She beamed a little smile. She then raised it into the air and placed it perfectly on her head, she felt a weird sensation she had never felt before-even when she had alone time with James. The sensation surged through her bones.
She opened her eyes and they turned a silver-green color.
"I feel oh so bad." She grinned.