Chapter 10: Hook's Revenge

(HOOK'S POV)

Well, this is it. I'm about to get my revenge on the dreaded Crocodile once and for all. I had just brought all the past Dark Ones to Storybrooke. The Crocodile followed me into the woods. He looked distressed, and was holding Excalibur.

"Well, did you come to enjoy the show?" I asked him. He didn't seem amused or intimidated.

"Do I look to be in the mood for gloating?" said the Crocodile.

Despite his bad temper, I gloated about taking the power of the dagger away from him. He decided he had enough, and lunged at me with Excalibur. It was amusing to see him for what he truly is, a man who craves power. He loves the power of the Darkness more than his wife: Belle, or his dead son: Baelfire.

"You've done nothing, but parlor tricks." the Crocodile hissed.

I smirked at him.

"I think you will really like what comes next. Here's the trick, in which I finally get my revenge." I said to him.

Just then, Nimue walked out from the brushes and gazed at the former Dark One. She walked over and grabbed him by his neck, choking him. Then, a mark in the shape of a Lotus appeared on his wrist. It was the Mark of Charon. According to the old myths, he was a ferryman from ancient Greece, and he navigated a boat to the Underworld. In order to get my revenge, I will have to send fifteen souls to the Underworld, when the moon reaches it's peak.

(JACK'S POV)

30 minutes later

We were scrounging around Regina's vault, looking for a way to stop Hook's plan. The Dark Ones had marked most of my friends, including: Emma, Henry, Rumple, Robin, David, and Snow. But they also marked Regina, the woman who had been like a mother to me for so many years. I kept scrambling through piles of books, until Snow broke the silence.

"Jack, I think we should give up. There is no way to stop this." she said.

"You are Snow White. You're supposed to be brave and have the most powerful thing in the world: Hope." I said to her.

Jeez, I sound like Bunny when I talk about hope. It made me feel like crying, but I needed to be strong for them. She looked at me in admiration. But then, she said that she doesn't want to spend her last hours looking through books. She wants to be with her family until the end.

"Dinner at Granny's." Henry broke the silence. David and Snow nodded in agreement. But then I asked who would take care of their little baby Neal. Snow turned towards me and placed Neal in my arms.

"You will take care of him, be his guardian Jack." she said.

I can't believe what I was hearing. I couldn't take care of Neal knowing that I am responsible for his family's demise.

Regina walked in as Snow and the others went out to go to Granny's. I stood motionless with Neal asleep in my arms. I told Regina about what Snow told me. She lowered her head in sadness. She and Henry would also be taken to the Underworld, and they would never see me again. Suddenly, an idea popped into my head.

"I am going to use Excalibur to destroy the Darkness, and you all will be spared."

Regina looked at me for a moment. I handed Neal to her. Gold has the sword, hopefully I won't have to make a deal for it. Regina looked over at me. She knew what was thinking and was hesitant to follow along with it. But gave in eventually. We walked to the pawn shop to Gold sitting in his chair crying. He wiped his tears the moment he saw us.

Regina told him about my plan and looked worried. He went to the back and returned with Excalibur. He gave it to me willingly. I guess I was right earlier. It's a bad time to make a deal, especially when they're facing death itself.

"You're a brave man, Jack Frost." he said.

I was about to walk away, when he grabbed my shoulder.

"Although, it might not work. That sword chooses who is worthy to wield it. Are you sure you are?"

"I don't know." I responded, before leaving with Regina.

Half hour later at Jack's house

It's time. Hook's madness must be stopped. I walk to the coat closet and pull Excalibur out from the doorway. It will soon be over after I kill myself with this.

"I'm afraid I cannot use that sword, mate." said a voice.

It was Hook. He just doesn't know when to give up. I wonder why he's here.

"Like it or not, I owe you." he said.

Owe me? I didn't do anything good for him.

"If it wasn't for you, I wouldn't remember the reason why I am truly still alive. To get my revenge. Hand me the sword, Jack. I don't want to hurt you."

What is wrong with him? Inside, I'm overjoyed that he doesn't want to hurt me. But I'm still intimidated by his presence here.

I swing at him with Excalibur, missing badly. As I turn around to swing again, I see a girl standing there.

"Please don't hurt me, mister." she weeped.

I stand there in shock. She looks very familiar. Who was she, and why did recognize her? In a moment of fear, I dropped Excalibur on the floor. The girl walked over and picked it up. Turns out, it was Hook using a glamour spell.

"Enjoy your time with your friends." he said sternly, and then puffed away.

What have I done?

REGINA'S POV

We are at the park, facing Hook and all the past Dark Ones. Somehow, he came into possession of Excalibur again. I feel a dark presence from the lake behind us. An old ferry boat with a mysterious figure was approaching. That must Charon, death is almost near.

I look over at Robin, and then to Henry. They are both trying to be brave. At least, I will have them with me. I embrace them both, and wait for the boat.

But then, it stopped. Why is it not moving? A gasp from Henry catches my attention. I turn around to see Hook absorbing the darkness into Excalibur. The blade turned from silver, to black with red engravings. He raised the sword and pointed the blades tip at himself.

Then, the sword puffed away from his hand. He turns to where it disappeared to. It was Jack. He was holding the sword. All of us are screaming for him.
His tearful eyes look over at us.

"Forgive me." he said.

He stabbed himself with the sword. Everyone, including Hook ran up to him. Jack looked up at me.

"Did you take care of Zelena?" he asked.

I nod 'yes'.

He smiled at that response.

"Enjoy all of your happy endings."

With that, the guardian Jack Frost had died. His body disintegrated when we tried to move him. Henry buried his face in my coat. I cry silently, while the others make funeral arrangements.

RIP: Jack Frost