Deserted Forest, Oz—Zelena's Throne Room:

"Now this is much more appealing," Zelena said admiring herself in the mirror with a black dress—fit for a Wicked Witch. Zelena then poofed the dress around her body, fitting her curves and lacing all through her body. She felt the fabrics touch and loved the feeling of being back. She then wrapped a green necklace around her neck that gave a look like her old pendant. "How wicked." She grinned.

"Now how should I rid of those nasty little pretties," Zelena spoke to herself, smiling with deviousness. She then struts over to a different hand-mirror and waved her hand gently over it, until it gave an image. The image was of Mulan, who was still guarding the territory of Dorothy's house.

Zelena smirked, "That's it." She turned around and grabbed a silk white scarf on the armoire. "Let's see how courageous you really are when it's stolen from you."

Deserted Forest, Oz—Dorothy's Farm House:

Mulan stood honorably before the house of Dorothy, not letting a thing phase her—or move her. She knew that a place like this, you were bound to find someone unexpected—eventually.

Suddenly a dark, evil and maniacal laugh crackled around the dark forest. Mulan obviously not phased by it, still kept her ears and eyes around her—making sure nobody tried to get her.

"Such a brave soul..." Zelena's voice echoed, letting out a wicked laugh.

Mulan pulled out her sword and suddenly a formation of fire was before her, showing Zelena to her.

"You don't frighten me, witch!" She threatened.

Zelena smirked, "Not my goal." She shrugged.

"Then what is it? Tell me where Toto is!" Mulan demanded.

"Darling, I don't have that mut with me now." Zelena moved back and fourth, "Anyhow... why would I tell you."

"Because we've defeated you before and I'm not afraid to do it again."

"Then how would you find sweet little Toto?" Zelena remarked with sarcasm in her voice.

"We know where you live," Mulan explained.

Zelena giggled, "Right and you don't think my guards would still stop you, knowing that I might still be alive—plus, I've cheated death before—I can do it again." She hissed.

Zelena threw a fireball behind Mulan, triggering Mulan to slash her sword. The fireball forced itself at a tree, burning the tree to oblivion. Suddenly the tree sprouted a life on itself, waving the branches around like a human. One branch actually smashing into Mulan's sword, that sliced it off.

"Take this!" Zelena shouted, throwing the white silk scarf towards Mulan. She then suddenly disappeared in a green smoke.

Walking along a narrow path, Dorothy with the poppy flower and her new friend Ruby appeared. Dorothy looked over at Ruby and smiled gratefully, for no apparent reason.

"What happened?" Ruby exclaimed.

Dorothy giggled, "Nothing Wolfie." She said. "Just smilin'"

Ruby did a slight blush, "So, is Kansas different than Oz?" She wondered.

Dorothy shrugged, "Yeah... I mean you don't get your witches, that's for sure."

"So, is there Magic there?" She asked.

"Definitely not—at least not that type of Magic," Dorothy explained.

Ruby listened intently to Dorothy, feeling that even though they were in grave danger—she wanted to know more about Dorothy and somehow get closer. She feels that every minute they spend together, the more they open up and lose all their walls.

Dorothy stopped in her tracks. "Ruby!" She exclaimed.

"Oh no! Mulan!" Ruby exclaimed herself, aiding her friend that was on the ground.

"What happened to you?" She asked.

Mulan looked into both of their eyes, showing sincerity and lost hope. "Z-Zelena..."

Dorothy growled, grasping her fist in anger. "That bitch!" She announced.

"It-it's fine..." Mulan said, raising her body back up.

Ruby grabbed Mulan's body, she was obviously in pain from being burned by the tree.

"You're in pain, let's get you inside," Ruby said.

Mulan was placed on top of Dorothy's bed as Ruby looked down at her friend with concern. Dorothy paced back and fourth with struggle.

"Kansas."

Dorothy never responded.

"Kansas."

Another silent moment passed.

"Kansas!" Ruby shouted.

Dorothy whipped her body around to Ruby, "She's taken this too far!"

"Just calm down..." Mulan tried to assure.

"Calm down?" Dorothy repeated, "How?" She asked.

"We need to think before any rash actions." Ruby tried to explain to the nervous farmgirl.

"You don't think I know that?" Dorothy said. "But, it's one thing to mess with a girl, it's another to mess with her companion...but, to mess with her famil-" Dorothy stopped at the sight of the two women.

Dorothy rushed out of the house in a hustle, not letting Ruby or Mulan see her.

"You go see her..." Mulan said.

"But, you're in pain," Ruby said.

Mulan smiled, "I'm fine—you handle your gal pal." She said. "Please."

Ruby nodded and headed out of the house, chasing her gal pal outside. When she got outside, she didn't see Dorothy around at all, she then started to wander towards the trees more. She then noticed herself getting further into the dark forests—away from home.

"Kansas?!" Ruby called.

As she wandered more out, she looked back and noticed that she might have gotten too far away—she had no scent of the house—or of Dorothy. She spun around trying to find the golden path, which was in no sight as well.

"Great." She huffed. "I'm lost—in Oz."

Unexpectedly a shiver of breeze went blew through her hair, feeling cold air brush against her cheeks. "Brrr."

"Feeling lonesome?" An old woman's voice asked.

Ruby twirled around instantly, seeing an old crone before her. She backed away slightly as the crone grinned at her.

"Stay away," Ruby warned, feeling something wrong with the crone.

The crone moved forward, "Pish posh, darling."

"Wh-who are you?" She asked.

"The names—Momby."

Ruby tried to remember the name from something she had seen from Storybrooke, yet nothing compiled to her brain. "Momby?" She asked.

"That's right sweetie pie."

The woman spoke calmly, peaking a high pitch in her last word of her sentences. Whistling through her brittle teeth.

"So, tell Grammy Momby where you're headed?" She insisted, sniffing the frightened Ruby.

Ruby didn't trust the crone enough to tell where she was, but she had no other choice of getting her away, so she gave an honest, but vague answer. "I'm trying to find a friend."

"So, you wandered off the yellow brick road a little too far, am I correct?" The crone asked, twiddling her fingers around Ruby.

Ruby nodded, "That's right." She looked out to the forest, "You wouldn't happen to have seen a girl around her, have you?" She asked.

"Hm." The crone thought. Her one green eye started to twinkle towards the empty air, "A girl named Dorothy Gale?" She asked.

"Right, wait?" Ruby looked at the crone confused. "How the hell did you now that?" She asked.

Momby grinned wickedly, showing her brittle toothed smile. She grabbed ahold of Ruby's shoulder and brought her down towards her level; leading her eyes towards a small opening towards the blue heaven's skies. A light brisked down, trickling like a waterfall falling down a tiny well's hole.

She grabbed ahold of Ruby's cheek, feeling her wrinkled palms. "Oz is a funny place, it's nothing like over the rainbow my dear." She whispered in her ear.

Ruby pulled herself away from the crone's hold on her. "I have to go." She explained, picking herself up to reality and scurrying off towards the forest.

"But, dearie." The crone waved her hand in the air, "You'll never find happiness with feelings like that."

Ruby stopped in her tracks, "Like what?" She turned her head back around.

Momby smirked, "Like a cowardly lion, hiding from its true forest."

Ruby didn't understand the metaphor behind what Moby was saying... what did she mean like a cowardly lion? Hiding from its true forest? She knew she should've been on her way, the second the crone opened her mouth...of course, she didn't.

Ruby walked back to the old crone. "Wise child indeed." She said.

"So, if you know so much about me and my feelings... then tell me—will I ever find home?" She asked.

"Hmm." Momby walked closer, swaying her body left and right, "Home? Such a petty word." She said. "Petty, petty, petty word."

"Answer my question." Ruby snapped, losing patience with the crone.

Momby nodded, "Home will never be fulfilled in your small hole-you'll try, but I find that your future is forever unfulfilled." She explained.

"So... I'll never be happy..." Ruby lowered her head.

Momby rubbed the poor girls back, "Not with that creature on your tail."

"Creature? What creature?"

"Oh, don't act dumb, my baby pup," Momby said.

Ruby didn't say a word with only silence filling the air between the two women. Momby started to pat her back again, "Cheer up, I'm sure Dorothy can still love a monster."

"Your right... I'm a monster... how could anyone open up to a monster... I even killed my own ex-love."

"Righty-o." Momby smiled, "That's why you must rid of it."

"Rid of it?!" Ruby exclaimed, "How?!"

"By never letting it out again, kill it." Momby started to grit her teeth, "Repress the monster inside of you... instead of trying to find other's like you, try finding yourself."

"Be gone witch!" A woman shouted.

Ruby and Momby turned their heads to see Dorothy with her crossbow in hand.

"Ruby, you must get rid of this witch." She insisted.

Momby grinned, "She doesn't mean me of course." She whispered in Ruby's ear.

"Wolfie."

"See how she calls you by the name of the beast, instead of the name of who you really are. She's afraid of you."

"Come one, get away from her..."

"But... she..." Ruby fell to her feet, "She tells of my life, my messed up life-I lived." Ruby's eyes turned to an empty shallowness; eyes starting to gloss over with depression.

Dorothy ran over to the fallen Ruby, embracing her inside a tight warm hug. The feel reminded Ruby of her Granny... but she still felt emptiness. The crone named Momby started to strut herself towards the dark path of the forests, Dorothy looked to the side, watching the long robe breeze by her.

Momby turned back at the two women and bowed, "I think we all learned some valuable lessons today." She winked, disappearing a smoke of turquoise.

Suddenly, Ruby's vision blurred and she passed out in Dorothy's arms.