Cliffhanger over. Got held up by a lot of work at school. I shall write the story now and give little kids nightmares about my writing.

Part 3, chapter 9, the after picture

The few just stood there for a moment, taking a second to realize the truth. Elsa was more focused on her child, but nonetheless was a bit surprised to discover Abigail's skin was a pale green. It came as a shock not much of fear, but surprise that Abigail was here, let alone green. It had to have been a trick of the eye but Elsa could tell from the other's expressions, it was true. Abigail was green. She also had shape-shifted her dress in a matter of seconds. Elsa felt a little jealous considering that was what she liked to do, but watched it anyway. Her dress was still better.

Anna was still trying to process this. Abigail was green? Okay, she understood that, it was pretty obvious. Rumple was trying to protect the child? From what? What could be so danger-ohhh...Did Anna seriously fall for that again? Had she seriously fallen for the old "I'm your friend" trick again? She really needed to watch her mouth! Really! Now it was going to cost her sister for good. This isn't Hans, this is a lady with powers! Ohh...no.

Rumple stared at Abigail cautiously. The witch stared at him before glancing at the baby. The witch curled a wicked smirk and with a curly voice said, "I'll have to be taking that."

"Not going to happen." Rumple said, a bolt of lightning flying through the glass of the window to his beckoning call. The creature cracked it like a whip across the witch, singe marks emerging from where the sparks flew. Abigail waved the bolt away like it was a feather, a blue ball of fire colliding with Rumple's whip. Rumple slashed again from the other side, a sky blue trail of electricity in his steady grasp. Abigail grabbed the lighting, literally, and pulled the whip from the old man's grasp. Rumple fell forward, tumbling backward from the sudden jolt. The blue coiled around his throat, sparks popping out of his head as the witch pulled him to the ground. The man held the rope at his throat, tearing the rope in two and letting the lightning twirl between his fingertips like snakes.

Rumple sung the two at her, leaving scorch marks in the carpet. Abigail jumped back each time, holding her hands out behind her. Two tables flew at Rumple, knocking the elder up against the window. He winced, gritting his teeth as he tried to move. With a flick of her wrist, Abigail opened the window, letting Rumplestiltskin fall.

"Ta Ta!" Abigail said with a farewell kiss. The others stood watching for a moment when Abigail whipped around suddenly, blue fireballs curling up in whisp-like flames.

"Give me the-AGH!" Abigail was interrupted by a lightning bolt. Rumple rose again, a full tempest brewing behind him.

"You will not touch him." Rumple growled, pointing a finger. Abigail was startled by his endurance, but recovered to her original snarky self. The witch toss a fireball, liquid-like flames jetting at Rumple. The reptilian freak blew it back at her with a gust of wind, just for the witch to knock it to the ground. Tiles from the floor flew up like shattered glass, falling back down in bursts of chalk. Abigail stopped a few of them before the fell with a hand, whipping her wrist at Rumple and letting the tiles fly. They burst against rumple, knocking him backward. The white chalk pushed him down, making sure he stayed dead this time.

Abigail glared down out the window with deep, angry, breaths. She finally lowered her arm and slowly turned to where the others had been. She cursed after seeing they had vanished. The witch slammed the window shut and took a deep breath.

"Why can't they ever just stay in one place?" Abigail complained, walking down after them.

ICE

Elsa, Anna, and Kristoff steadily made it to the sleigh. Elsa held her child tight, trying to block him out from the noise. Anna and Kristoff were a little annoyed by the fact they had to move at a snail's pace to keep the baby pleased, but, Anna was more pleased by the fact she and Elsa were at last reunited. Kristoff was still annoyed. The, four if you count the baby crept down the stairs.

"The sled's around the front, we should be able to escape if we make it in time." Anna whispered, stopping herself before she turned a corner. She stopped and turned around to face her sister. Elsa was more focused on her child than her own well being. It had been only a few hours in and she had already fallen for the little guy. Elsa shushed Anna with a quiet finger as she looked at the little babe. Anna sighed and stared. They had to go but...

"Elsa, if we get out of here, then he'll be safe." Anna said, trying to reach out to her sister. Elsa looked down at the baby then at her sister with a nod.

"Alright." she said softly, praying she didn't wake the baby. The trio made their way back down into the entrance hall, hiding behind something every so often. Abigail could be anywhere, and frankly, it was risky. The sleigh was just outside the door, waiting for the others. Sven was busy eating grass, occasionally spitting it out when he realized a bug was included in the package. Anna made a sprint for the door, only to be stopped by a swirl of green fire. Abigail stepped out of the flames without a scratch on her.

"Oh please, did you really think it would be that easy?" Abigail remarked with a sneer. The three backed away, trying to run back into the castle. Abigail stopped them in their path, letting her flames spread around them like a trap.

"Love that look. Pure terror and anger. What a shot!" Abigail remarked, walking towards them, judging them like a director. Elsa held her child in one arm, spraying a beam of ice at the witch. Abigail met it with fire, gritting her teeth as the beams met. Slowly and steadily, water began to trickle down. Abigail focused her beam, using two hands as she stepped forward. Elsa grew a look of fear, still trying to accentuate her beam, despite the fact she could only use one arm. Then the impossible happened. Abigail stepped in the water and jumped away with a shriek.

The tip of Abigail's shoe was singed, as if she had been burned with a hot poker. Abigail worryingly stepped backward away from the water in fear. Elsa ceased fire to rest, watching the witch. Abigail crept away, trying not to be touched by her kryptonite. It spilled a little towards her before it simply evaporated from the dying flames. Abigail finally exhaled, looking up at the other four. They were still trying to process it. Abigail tried her best to cover up her tracks with another director imitation.

"Hold that pose, and, FREEZE!" Abigail yelled, opening her hand up. Time itself, stopped. The witch laughed, walking up to the four casually. She stuck her tongue out for a second at them before slipping the baby into her arms delicately.

"Hello there. You're going to be abandoned in the woods like I was. Isn't that right?" Abigail asked, puckering her lips into a fake kiss at the child. She could practically feel Elsa's anger through the spell. Abigail smirked at them one last time before walking away into a circle of green fire. With a flash, they vanished, and time started up again.

Elsa fell forward into a run, feeling where Abigail had left with her child. No...Elsa fell down crying. No...that was her life. That was the one thing she hadn't destroyed before. It was her start. It was her proof that she wasn't a monster. That little baby was her child. No...

Sorry for the short chapter, I was busy this week and likely next week. I will add another chapter when I can. Also, I have reached a decision for what I should do with the story. I will continue the series. I want to know however, whether I should make a new story as a sequel to this trilogy, ala Lord of the Rings, or should I keep writing on this story. I will finish part three no matter what, this isn't the end.