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Back at Emma's house, she examined her so-called sister, taking in all of their similarities. Turning away quickly, she started rummaging through her cabinets. A memory potion would be the only way.

A knock on her door brought Emma out of her thoughts. Walking towards the front of the house she was surprised when she saw Henry standing on the porch.

Ivy could hear footsteps walking away from her. She kept still and played dead until the door closed and she knew she was alone. Opening her eyes, she looked around the house, taking in her surroundings.

Her hands immediately went to where her knives should of been, but she quickly remembered throwing them at her sister. Had her sister knocked her out? Where the hell was she?

Reaching into her boot, she grabbed the dagger tucked into her sock. Ivy started to cautiously walk towards the front door, hoping to make some sort of an escape. When she touched the doorknob, some sort of force threw her into the bookshelf on the other side of the room.

The wind was knocked right out of her. How the hell could they have this high-tech of technology in such a small town? This makes absolutely no sense...

Ivy walked around the house and threw small household items towards all the doors and windows. Each one bounced right back off towards her. There was no way out.

Ivy sat on the couch, waiting and trying to figure out what was wrong with this town.

**-an hour or so later-**

"Henry's got her occupied." Ivy heard a woman's voice outside. It wasn't Emma's that much she knew.

She moved to a more advantageous spot, ready to pounce on whoever comes in.

BOOM. Ivy's eyes widened. She listened to the people outside her sister's home.

"You alright?"

"Protection spell."

Protection spell? The hell is wrong with these people... Ivy thought to herself. Her grip on the dagger tightened.

After a few more seconds she heard the doorknob move.

Ivy lunged going after the first person to walk through the door. She took the woman by the hair and held her dagger to her throat.

"Regina!" One of her companions yelled out. It was 4 against 1, but she had taken on more over the years in her work.

Ivy held the dagger closer to Regina's neck. "Who are you and why are you in this house?" She asked.

One of the men with them stepped forward. His love for the woman in Ivy's hands written all over his face. "We came to see what Emma is hiding downstairs... Please, let her go. We won't hurt you."

Ivy looked around at the group and laughed. "Please, as if you could even touch me." Her eyes lingered on the tall man with dark hair and chiseled features.

"My name is Killian... Why are you here...? Inside Emma's house?" He stepped forward. Ivy's eyes went straight to the hook attached to his left arm.

"I'm Ivy... Emma's sister." She rolled her eyes. "Even if she doesn't believe me."

Once again, everyone gasped.

"Seriously, why is everyone so surprised that this woman has a damn sister? We look just alike!" Ivy exclaimed.

"Ahem... If you could be a doll and let me go that'd be just fabulous." Regina said while tapping Ivy's hand on the dagger. Ivy tightened her grip on the woman's hair before letting go.

Regina rushed to the man who spoke for her earlier. He held her in his arms.

"You all go ahead and go downstairs. I'll stay with Ivy, here." Killian said.

Regina nodded her head and led the other three towards a giant wooden door.

"You don't have to babysit me. I need to find Emma." Ivy started towards the front door.

Killian caught her wrist with his hook, "I don't think thats such a good idea, love." Ivy grabbed his wrist above the hook and swung him around to the wall. Using her body weight she held him there and brought the dagger up to his throat.

"Why would you ever think you could touch me...?" Ivy asked with pure disdain.

"Usually women welcome my touch, love." Killian smirked.

She ran her dagger down his face. "I'd be happy to leave you something to remember me by... if you'd like."

"Don't tempt me..." Ivy looked up into the handsome man's eyes. They were the color of the sea, such a beautiful, cool blue. Ivy removed her dagger, but kept him pinned. She couldn't help but enjoy his body against hers.

"So, you all seem pretty familiar with my sister... Where could I find her?"

Killian looked away, hating the way his body was responding to this woman. "You don't want to find her. Not until we figure out a way to stop her." Ivy rolled her eyes.

"You make her sound like some super villain waiting to eat the souls of children in their sleep."

"You're actually pretty close, love." He said sarcastically.

Ivy stepped away and he sighed in relief. The raging hard on in his pants was beginning to become hard to conceal.

"You don't know me. You don't know what I can do. I can handle my sister. I can make her remember me." Ivy slowly started to walk away.

"Wait... Ivy." She turned back to him. "There's something you need to know, she's -"

Killian was cut off by Regina bursting through the wooden door. "She's on her way back, we need to get out of here now. She's trying to free excalibur." He looked back towards Ivy. Her face full of confusion.

Ivy had been through so much, seen so much. She had killed so many people. Yet, she has never seen the amount of fear in these people's eyes.

"What has she done...?" Ivy asked more to herself than to anyone else.

"Its alright, love. We will figure something out. We need to get out of here for now. Come with us." Killian took her arm and led her from the Dark One's home.

And the most surprising thing of all, Ivy let him.