Okay, everybody, the chapter many of you have been waiting for! I'll have the next one ready tomorrow, but until then, enjoy this one. Oh, and as of now, it won't be until next week (hopefully) that I start my new job; wish me luck!

But in any case, like I said, and always do, enjoy this exciting chapter and let me know what you think afterwards.

Disclaimer: I do not own anything from OUaT, LXG or FMAB.

Many years ago, in the Enchanted Forest, the Evil Queen, her father and her brother rode through the woods to their castle. As they did, Her Majesty saw something that made her blood boil so much, she wanted to intervene.

"Stop the carriage." she ordered. When they got out, they found a small group of people gathered for a small wedding in front of the palace; or rather, far beyond the palace but still within the royal borders.

"Good day, citizens." she greeted with a fake smile, "Enjoying the meadow?"

"Indeed. It seemed perfect for our wedding ceremony." the preacher said kindly.

"It is lovely." Regina agreed, "But see, the thing is, these are part of the royal lands, and I don't recall giving you permission to marry here."

"We didn't know." the groom explained nervously before Regina tore his heart out and created a panic.

"Your Majesty," Henry said gently to his daughter, "Could you be overreacting because of what day it is?"

"Don't talk to me about this day, Daddy." she warned.

"But you need the support of your citizens, Your Majesty." Flamel added, "To alienate them would be shortsighted and weak."

"I'm not weak, brother!" she screamed before calming herself and spoke to the groom, "I was going to spare you, but some people just made me angry."

With a strong clench of her fist, Regina rendered the heart to dust like she had done so many times before and watched as the man fell dead with everyone surrounding him in distraught.

"Next time there's a wedding, book the church." she suggested darkly to the preacher as she stormed off to the carriage. As her father and brother were about to climb in with her, she stopped them. "Make your way home. I have someplace to be."

"Father, she's getting worse by the day." Flamel said sadly.

"I know, son." Henry sighed, "But we just need to hope that one day, she will see the error of her ways."

"Hope?" Flamel asked, "Hope isn't going to stop her from tearing out people's hearts; if anything, it'll make her want to do that more. Father, she is making more and more people despise her and want to kill her with each passing moment. It won't be long before someone takes action against her."

As he said this, he caught a whiff of a familiar scent nearby, one Henry was not allowed to know the source of. "Father, head home; now."

Knowing better than to argue with either of his children when serious, Henry walked home as fast as he could while Flamel headed into the woods. Once he made it to the nearest clearing, he saw a familiar face widdle a branch with a hunting knife while sitting on a fallen tree.

"Hey, boss." Flamel greeted unhappily.

"Flamel." Quartermain sighed, "You know why I'm here, don't you?"

"I take it that it involves my sister?" he asked knowing the answer.

"Correct." Quartermain nodded as he put away his knife and threw the branch like a dart and watched it imbed itself deep within a tree, "Walk with me."

"Boss, I know Regina is getting out of hand, but I can handle her." Flamel assured as they walked through the woods.

"I can see that." Quartermain said sarcastically.

"Okay, she's-look, what is, is that-"

"What it is, is that the Director, and a large majority of other agents, are very unhappy with your sister's methods in ruling her kingdom and the way she treats her subjects." Quartermain cut off, "Tell me, when was the last time you saw her murder someone?"

"…Not five minutes ago." Flamel muttered.

"Exactly." he replied, "You can't keep protecting her from us forever."

"I'll call in every favor and make as many deals and promises it takes in order to keep Regina safe from the League, boss." Flamel snapped, "I'm not going to let her become another target. And in case you've forgotten, there are a lot of members in the League that have done far worse than Regina has; some of us in our branch in particular."

"True." Quartermain agreed, "But the more people she kills, the more attention your sister draws to herself and the more League agents who want to kill her."

"What do you want me to do? I can't warn her that there's a secret organization out there that I've secretly been a part of filled with people who want to, and are very much capable of killing her."

"I want you to do your damn job!" Quartermain barked as they came to a stop, "Now I understand that she's your family, I do. But unless you stop acting like your father and do nothing but coddle her before and after she kills someone, the situation will only get worse!"

"So what? The Director's giving me a warning, now?" Flamel asked.

"No, dammit, I am!" he snapped, "But you best be ready for when he does, because he will. And when that time comes, your sister will face judgement for her crimes against this realm."

And with that, Allan Quartermain disappeared before Flamel's eyes leaving him to his thoughts and heavy heart.

OUaT

Once everyone returned to Storybrooke, things became a little bumpy. First, Regina locked Zelena up in the mental ward at the hospital and managed to snatch the Author away from a weakening Rumplestiltskin. As that happened, Emma's parents helped Maleficent look for Lily after she ditched her mother when she learned she didn't want to waste time with revenge against the Charmings; and thanks to Regina, who took some of Lily's blood to power the ink, the young woman turned into a dragon and nearly killed Snow. Thankfully, she was alright and Emma, who found her bleeding against a rock, finally decided to let go of her anger and forgive her parents before she risked losing them again.

Everything seemed to be going in the heroes' direction. That is until Isaac decided to go back to Gold's side and agreed to write for him the stories he had in mind for each and every character in Storybrooke. After gathering everyone at the mansion, Regina and the others searched through every single book they could find as they expected whatever Isaac was writing to appear in at least one of them. Nicholas and Robin were the only ones who didn't bother to look on account of being the only ones who could actually read them.

"Whatever the Author is writing, it's not appearing in any of these books." Regina sighed as she tossed aside one of the books.

"Easy." Robin soothed, "This is not your fault."

"Even so, tomorrow, thanks to Gold and the Author, I can wake up a talking frog."

"At least you'll wake up." Hook said dryly as he and Ariel looked through more books, "I don't doubt whatever the Dark One has in store for me is a far worse fate."

"You think you've got it bad?" Nicholas asked looking scared, "Imagine what's he gonna do to me. I'm the one who's kicked his ass almost ten times and he blames me for what happened to his son. It's obvious what my story's gonna be when their all finished. He's gonna make me a slave again!"

"No one is going to put you through that again, Nicholas." Regina assured her frightened brother as Emma tried to soothe him.

"There's no use speculating what he wants." David said hoping to change the subject, "If we can't find anything here, we might as well look someplace else."

"We don't need to." Robin informed, "Nicholas and I contacted someone we know who can help; the Apprentice."

"How do you know him?" Snow asked.

"We've done business before." Nicholas replied, "He'll help us. And after we've settled things with the Author and Gold, I'll tell you all about it, and everything else."

"Nicholas, are you sure?" Robin asked as everyone looked at the alchemist.

"If we wait any longer, things will only get more complicated." he replied, "Everyone's gathered. All that's left is to get everything ready."

"Ready for what?" Emma asked as the Apprentice entered the room.

"That, my dear, will have to wait." he said, "Isaac has abused his power for too long. He and the Dark One must be dealt with first. The time has come to set things right."

"How?" Regina asked.

"By putting the Author back where he can't harm anyone; in the book. I will need the page with the painted door and the key. We shall return him to his prison. And this time, I would wager, none of you will set him free again." he said, "Where is the page?"

"It's back at the loft." Henry replied.

"Mom, Dad, Nicholas, watch Henry." Emma ordered, "If Gold's smart, he'll go after the page, too."

While everyone split up to take care of their assignments, in Gold's shop, Isaac said two simple words that would change everything everyone knew in a matter of both seconds and years. "The End." In an indescribable magical event, the entire town of Storybrooke was turned into a complete ghost town with only one single person in it; Henry.

"Grandma?" he called as he searched for everyone in the loft, "Grandpa! Uncle?!"

But no one was there, not even his baby uncle. He did manage to find the page and key, but both were useless to him seeing as like everyone else, the Author was nowhere to be found. With no other option, he took his mother's car and decided to drive to wherever he could find people that could help him. When he tried his luck at a nearby diner, he found nothing. Nothing except a book titled "Heroes and Villains."

But it wasn't just the title that caught his eye, or the interesting cover illustration. What made Henry interested in it so much was the name of the author, Isaac Heller. Trusting his gut, he grabbed the copy, turned it over and saw the face of the very man he had been searching for the last two months; the Author. With a little help from the internet, he found out that his foe was closer than he thought, in New York for a book signing.

"Thank you! Thank you!" he said over the massive crowd's cheering, "Please, I-I-I'm not worthy. You know? Someone once told me, I don't tell stories people want. But I say, write what you're passionate about. That's what matters most. 'Heroes and Villains' is close to my heart. It's been a passion project for longer than you would believe. I wrote it because I think folks are sick of heroes getting everything in these classic fairytales. Hence, the radically different endings for Snow White, Prince Charming, and all the rest. Something different for a modern audience. What happens when villains win the day? But an even better question, what happens when new characters enter the stories we think we know?"

After his speech, at the signing table, Henry confronted Isaac with the page in front of him. "What are you doing here?" he asked nervously.

"What did you do to my family?" Henry demanded, "Where are they?"

"I, uh, I have no idea what you're talking about." Isaac lied.

"Unh-unh, you're lying. Now you know what this does," Henry threatened as he showed the key, "So you either give me some answers or I open this door and you get a whole new ending."

Making the obvious choice, Isaac led Henry to a secure location away from the public. "Okay, you have my undivided attention."

"Where's my family?" Henry asked again.

"You really want to know? Look around you." he said indicating to the copies of his book, "They're all right here in my best-selling book."

"What does that mean? Are they still alive?" Henry asked holding up the page and key.

"Easy with the key, cowboy. Your family is fine. If you want to get technical, they're in here." Isaac informed as he pulled out the original copy of Heroes and Villains, "The original copy of my book, the one I always wanted to write. They all live in here now in kind of an alternate reality."

"You made them miserable." Henry hissed.

"I see that you've read some of my book. Good. Good. Then you know that everyone got the ending they deserve. Except Emma, of course. You won't find her in the book. There was no room for a Savior in my world. I hate to toot my own horn, though, but I am especially proud of what I did with your uncle. And before you ask, no, I did not make him a slave again. I may have done business with the Dark One, but even I wouldn't go so low as to make a man a slave. After all, I'm Jewish."

"What did you do to him?" Henry asked.

"Well, he was a tricky one to write about. With as many secrets as he has, or rather had, his character was hard to develop. In the end, I had no other choice but to make him more of a minor, supporting character." Isaac explained.

"What does that mean?" he asked.

"Hmph. It means he's not…Extraordinary anymore." Isaac smirked only to see the boy's confused face, "Oh. He never told any of you, did he?"

"Tell us what?" Henry snapped.

"Well, I guess it doesn't matter now, does it? Not while he and the others are all locked up tight within the pages of my masterpiece." Isaac said mysteriously.

"Bring them back, or I use this." he threatened with the page.

"I can't." Isaac replied, "I don't have the power. The cardinal rule of the Authors is, 'don't write your own happy ending.' And as you can see, I broke that rule. So this, it's just a pen now. And me? Well, I'm nothing more than a best-selling writer with legions of fans and a penthouse over Central Park."

"If you can't get them out, then give me the book and I will." Henry demanded as he tried to take the original copy.

"You?" Isaac scoffed as he took it back and laughed, "Do you know why you're still out here, kid? Because you're not from a magical world. So take it from me. You will never be a knight in shining armor. You're just a poor, innocent child who needs saving. So why don't you put the key away and, uh, stick to the role you're best at?"

But as soon as he started to walk away, Henry tackled the arrogant writer and snatched the book away.

"Now what? You're gonna tear up the book?" he asked as Henry flipped through the pages. When he found one that only had an illustration, he used the key to unlock it. "Wait! Don't be stupid!"

With a flash of yellow light, the two of them were sucked into the pages and spat out into the fake world created by the former Author.

"Feel like a read hero now?" Isaac asked as Henry took in the replica of his family's home world, "Don't get used to it."

Without any warning, he stuck the boy with a wooden shield and knocked him out. When Henry came to, he realized he was tied to a tipped over cart. "So now we're both trapped in the book. Congratulations." Isaac said sarcastically, "Let me tell you about this place. It's cold, there's no running water, and things are always trying to kill you."

"Let me go!" Henry grunted.

"Not a chance. This book we're in, it's worked out quite nicely for me. I don't need you running around changing things. This is my story. And no hero gets a happy ending."

"Why?" he asked, "Would that somehow destroy the book? That's what you're afraid of. Isn't it?"

"Doesn't matter. You brought us into the final chapter."

"How do you know?"

"I know because I wrote it. And I know how it ends, with the loud tolling of bells at sunset. When you hear that sound, it'll mean we've reached the last page. The book will end, and everything will remain exactly how I wrote it." Isaac explained before an ogre suddenly appeared with a terrifying roar, "There we are. Right on time."

"What is that?" Henry asked.

"Oh, the inciting incident of this chapter, an ogre attack." he smirked, "And you know what they say, you don't have to be faster than the ogre. You just have to be faster than the next guy."

"Wait!" Henry yelled as the ogre roared in his face. When all hope seemed lost, a lone knight in gold armor on a white stallion rode up behind the cart and stopped the ogre with a blast of light magic.

"The monster is dead!" a villager cheered as they all came out of hiding, "The ogre slayer saved us! Thank you. If there's anything my family and I can do to repay you…"

"Good deeds," the knight said as he lifted his helm to reveal the face of Rumplestiltskin, "Have their own reward. This comes with no price."

With a wave of his hand, Henry watched as his grandfather released him of his bonds. "Are you alright, boy?" he asked kindly and nobly, "What's your name?"

"Uh, Henry." he stuttered.

"I am Rumplestiltskin, a knight at your service. Do you have any family around here?" he asked.

"Uh, yeah. I think so. Yeah." he replied.

"Then I suggest you run home for your supper, Henry, because I have another village to save." Rumple smirked before riding off like the gallant hero he now was. After wrapping his mind around what he just saw, Henry decided to look for his family, and as luck would have it, two of them were nearby in the woods. With the help of the copy he had, he maneuvered his way past a series of traps before coming to a hollow log that was meant to be "home."

"Hello?" he called, "Is anyone here?"

"Turn around slowly." a woman's voice threatened as he felt something long and harp press against the back of his neck. When he turned around, Henry saw the two people he was looking for, his mother, Regina dressed in the same clothes Snow actually wore as a bandit with an arrow aimed at him. And his uncle dressed in black leather boots, pants, and a matching vest underneath a long, crimson red coat with a hood with white gloves as his sword was pointed at him.

"Who are you?" Regina asked.

"My name's Henry. I'm your son and his nephew." he greeted.

"…Bull shit." his uncle bluntly denied as he lowered his sword. Seeing that the boy was no threat, the siblings allowed him into their home and gave him something hot to eat. Given the chance, Henry tried to explain everything only to see the people who raised him shrug him off.

"But I'm telling you-"

"That we're all trapped in a book?" Regina asked.

"Yeah." he nodded only to see her scoff while his uncle watched them as he ate his soup.

"And we're supposed to live in a place called Maine? Where we became you're adopted mother and uncle after someone named Emma gave you up? And that I'm in love with her?" he asked.

"Come on, Mom. You and Uncle Nicholas can rem-"

As soon as Henry said that name, his uncle threw a knife from his boot at him and watched as it struck the table between the boy's fingers.

"Don't ever call me that name." he hissed, "My name is Abba, kid. Even think about calling me anything else, and I won't aim so low next time."

"This does make me wonder one thing." Regina said as she looked closely at Henry, got up from her seat, yanked out the knife and held it against his throat, "Who sent you?"

"Mom, please." he begged, "Nobody sent me."

"Stop calling me that!" she snapped.

"He may be working for the queen." Abba suggested.

"No. I'm trying to help you."

"Help us what?" Regina asked.

"Find your happy endings. In my world, we called it Operation Mongoose." Henry explained. It took her a moment, but Regina chuckled lightly and tossed the knife back to her brother.

"That is a very silly name." she laughed.

"Well, it was your idea." he replied.

"Now that I can believe." Abba joked causing his sister to smack him playfully, "He's telling us the truth, though. Or he thinks he is. Must be crazy."

"I'm not, and I can prove it." Henry argued as he pulled out the book, "This is a copy of the book we're trapped in."

"Ha! This," Regina began to say as she read it with Abba reading over her shoulder who looked just as surprised as she did, "This says we're…going to rob a royal tax carriage today to buy passage out of the kingdom."

"How did the book know all that?" Abba asked as Regina slammed it shut, "It can see our future?"

"Something like that." Henry nodded.

"Then neither of us want any part of it." Regina said as she tossed it into the fire pit as Henry went after it only to get a page while the siblings went outside.

"Don't follow us!" Abba said in annoyance, "Whatever world you think you're from, go back there."

"I can't, not until you two find true love." Henry argued.

"Ha! Then you're stuck." Regina laughed, "Never gonna happen for us. Unless Abba tries his luck with another werewolf."

"Don't even joke about that!" he exclaimed, "That ended in all kinds of bad."

"Look, we just need to find my other mom and Robin Hood. Then you'll see." Henry stressed, "If we find them both, or at least one of them and you kiss one of them, we might get out of here. True Love's Kiss, it can fix anything."

"Kid," Abba said while Regina laughed again, "Do you have any idea how weird it sounds when you say that me, you're supposed uncle, is supposed to kiss your mother and that she's his true love? I don't know how it works in…wherever you come from, but I'm not really into the whole incest thing."

"Maybe he's an inbred?" Regina asked under her breath causing Henry to blush.

"Either that or just plain crazy." Abba muttered back, "Besides, if Regina ever did meet Robin Hood, the poor bastard would probably end up with a broken nose."

"Wait, what are you talking about?" Henry asked as he continued to follow them.

"He's our competition. Every robbery we plan, he beats us to it." Regina replied bitterly, "He's the reason we're stuck in this kingdom. Why are we even talking to you?"

"Cause we're family." Henry said sincerely.

"Look, kid." Abba said gently, "If you read about us in that book, you know that Regina and I got to go. The queen wants us dead. She thinks I failed her."

"And that I ruined her life." Regina added.

"Did you?" he asked.

"…Yes, we did." Regina nodded in guilt, "So if it's happy endings you're after, look someplace else."

After ditching Henry, the bandit siblings readied themselves for their robbery of the tax carriage. Hidden in the bushes, Regina used her slingshot to knock out the driver while Abba hurried over to unlock the carriage. But when he did and Regina joined him, they found something, or rather, someone besides tax money.

"Snow White." Regina whispered in fear. Dressed in a red, royal dress with an evil look on her face, the alternate Snow stepped out of the carriage with Charming dressed in black ready to do her dark bidding behind them.

"Surprised to see me?" she asked, "Charming, disarm them."

He complied and smacked Abba's sword out of his hand before grabbing Regina's knife. Snow then gently caressed their cheeks even though they knew she'd rather have her hands around their throats.

"I've waited so long for this moment." she said in her soft, evil voice, "Your heads are going to look so lovely in my trophy room."

"Please, Snow," Regina begged, "How many times do we have to say we're sorry?"

"Once more. From your graves." she replied.

"Let her go and take me instead." Abba bargained, "I was the one who killed James the second time. We just wanted to help you."

"Your sister broke a promise." Snow gently reminded, "And you failed to keep yours. Because of her poor, poor judgement, and your incompetence, my true love died twice."

With a thrust of her hands, Snow White clenched the siblings' hearts in their chests causing them to gasp in pain and fear. It was then that Charming intervened.

"Your Majesty, before you rip their hearts out, perhaps you should ask them about the boy." he suggested.

"So you do have a brain somewhere in that pretty head." Snow jabbed before releasing her captives, "Where's the boy? Where, is, he?"

"When does this end, Snow?" Regina asked, "This blood feud, when does it stop?"

"When I've killed you both and every one of your followers." she said darkly.

"You lost one happy ending, and we're sorry for that," Abba apologized, "But all this killing will only bring more hatred into your life, and all you'll be left with is a hole in your heart and no hope of ever finding true happiness."

"Neither of you," Snow softly said as she formed a ball of fire in her hand, "Know nothing of my happiness."

"Then you leave us no choice." Abba said before kicking her in the stomach and punching Charming across the face; both strikes, to the alter egos, felt like metal struck them. Just then, an arrow struck the carriage as a man on a horse rode towards them.

Regina grabbed the money in the carriage as the man scooped her onto the horse while Abba freed the carriage horse and rode towards them.

"We had the situation under control." Regina said stubbornly.

"A simple thank you would suffice." the stranger retorted as they rode away. Once they were far enough out of danger, the man led the siblings to the nearest pub.

"I believe my sister already told you, we didn't need rescuing." Abba said as they entered the pub and he ordered them some drinks.

"Believe me, I'm already questioning helping the competition." he scoffed.

"…Robin Hood?" Regina asked as she took a good look at the man.

"Well, I'm not Friar Tuck." he smirked as he held Regina's hand to bandage it from the cut Charming gave her, "Hold still."

"Why?" she asked.

"Cause this may sting a little." he replied as he poured some grog on her hand, "Here. Sit down before you pass out."

While he may have been joking, Regina was still too stubborn to thank the man who helped her and her brother escape. So instead, she slammed a gold coin on the table as they sat down.

"What's this?" Robin asked.

"Your cut." she stiffly replied.

"You still can't say thank you, can you?" he teased as he tightened the bandage.

"Thank you." she said glaring at him as their drinks came.

"So, to new friends and old rivals." Robin said as they clinked their mugs together in a toast. He then noticed Regina stare at him, "What?"

"Just thought you'd be…dirtier." she said causing him to laugh.

"Well, thank you. I'll choose to take that as a compliment." he smirked, "Regina, while we may have never have met, I always admired you and your brother's skills. I'm getting out of this game, and I have a proposition for you both. I'm in search of someone to take my place as leader of the Merry Men."

"We just cheated death and now we're offered a step up in the bandit community. Ain't that a kick in the head?" Abba joked.

"We're flattered, but we can't accept." Regina denied, "This forest isn't the place for either of us anymore."

"Well, that's a shame." Robin said in polite disappointment.

"So, what's driving you out of the business?" Abba asked.

"Have you ever met someone that you would change your entire world for?" Robin asked them, "Someone whose eyes you just knew you were born to gaze into?"

Regina paused for a second as she did just that into Robin's eyes. Abba noticed this and smirked into his mug. "Looks like you do now, sister dear." he thought.

"Because I have." Robin continued, "And that's why I can't be a thief anymore. It wouldn't be fair to my new bride."

"Bride?" Regina asked as Abba choked in his mug.

"Well, she will be when we marry later today." Robin said as a happy redhead in pink practically skipped towards him.

"Hello, darling." she said happily as she pulled him in for a kiss, "So who's this?"

"Regina, Abba, I'd like you to meet my fiancé." Robin said kindly, "This is Zelena."

"Well, so much for that." Abba bluntly thought as he continued to drink.

"I just can't believe I'm finally meeting the Bandit Siblings, Regina and Abba." Zelena said happily as she joined them.

"Thank you, but we should go." Regina said as something new stirred in her heart.

"Oh, w-well, why don't you stay for the ceremony?" Zelena offered sweetly, "I mean, it'll be a simple affair, but we'd love to have you two there, wouldn't we, darling?"

"Of course." Robin nodded, "It would be our honor."

"Oh, uh, we should try to get a head start on Snow White. She's gonna be even more angry after Abba beat her Charming. I'm sure she has the entire black guard on duty." Regina said with an excuse before awkwardly shaking Robin's hand, "Thank you, for saving our lives."

"Congratulations again." Abba said kindly as they left. When they exited the pub, Abba put his hand on his sister's should in sympathy just as Henry showed up again.

"Mom! Uncle!" he said.

"You have to stop calling us that." Regina sighed, "How do you keep following us, anyway?"

"I figured if my plan worked, you'd be in Sherwood Forest with Robin Hood." he replied.

"I hate to break it to you, but Robin's already found his true love. And they're getting married; today." Regina emphasized as she showed him the happy couple through the window before storming off with Abba.

"No, no, no. This is all wrong. That's Zelena, your sister." Henry said as he caught up with them, "Wait. You have to listen to me."

"Oh, we've heard enough." Abba said, "The only sibling either of us has is each other. Regina is my only sister. Our mother abandoned us when Regina was four and I was a baby until I was…captured and sold off as a slave in Xerxes."

"No, your mother abandoned Zelena." Henry stressed, "Yes, you were a slave in Xerxes, but that's where you became the Immortal Alchemist."

"Puh!" Abba scoffed, "Immortal? Please. The only one who's immortal around here is the Light One, Rumplestiltskin. I'm just a regular alchemist, who learned too much after playing God."

"No, you became the Immortal Alchemist when you got your Philosopher's Stone." Henry stressed.

"No one's made a Philosopher's Stone, kid." Abba said unamused, "It's an old alchemist pipe dream. A fantasy, nothing more."

"It isn't." Henry stressed, "It's what allows you to heal instantly. You'd lose a limb, and it'd grow back; I've seen it!"

"Well, then explain to me why it didn't work and why I had to build these." Abba said as he rolled up left pants sleeve and took off his right glove to show Henry a metal hand and leg.

"…What happened to you?" he asked feeling sorry for his uncle.

"I told you." he said bitterly as he put the glove back on and fixed his pants, "I played God."

"Look, we've gotta go." Regina said bringing the attention off of her brother, "And you should, too. Snow White's looking for you."

"Wait. You can't tell me that you didn't feel anything when you met Robin Hood." Henry said which caused Regina to hesitate, "See? That's proof. He's your true love."

"No. It's proof that I'm not the kind of person that gets a happy ending." Regina argued, "The only love in my life is Abba."

"And Regina is the only love in mine." Abba added sadly, "But you gave us the worst thing you can give anyone. Hope. Now, if you don't mind, my sister and I would like to get far enough away so that Regina doesn't have to be reminded of the pain hope brings by Robin and Zelena's wedding bells proclaim their love."

"Wait, did you say wedding bells?" Henry asked.

"Yes, now please leave us be." Regina sighed.

"The bells, from the end of the book. That's what he was talking about. Those bells, this wedding, it's our last chance to stop this from becoming real forever!"

"It already is real." Regina said sadly.

"Not yet." Henry denied vigorously, "We have to stop this wedding."

"Look," Abba sighed, "You seem like a nice boy. And clearly, you believe all this nonsense. But didn't you say we were your adopted family? That you have another mother out there, name, uh, Emma? Who I'm supposedly in love with? If you want help, maybe you should start by finding her."

"I tried. She wasn't in the book. And if she were, believe me, you'd know. She's the most powerful sorceress there is."

"The only sorceress in this land is Snow White." Regina replied in distaste.

"She's more powerful than her." he argued, "She has, uh, special magic. In our world, she was called the Savior."

"…Never heard of her." Regina lied as two looks crossed their faces.

"Mom, Uncle, I know that face. What aren't you telling me?" Henry asked. Regina sighed and gave her explanation.

"There were rumors of a woman who called herself that. The Savior."

"Isaac lied." Henry whispered, "He couldn't write her out of the story. Where can I find her?"

"You can't." Abba replied, "Snow White locked her up years ago. No one has set eyes on her since. The prison she's in is impenetrable."

In the farthest region of the sea, on a small island rested a single tower. In the very top of it, a woman with blonde curls in a dark blue dress struggled in her chains as she tried to break free, screaming hysterically.

Juicy stuff, huh? One thing I will admit is that I had forgotten that it was in this episode that the Apprentice was released, so...yeah, I messed that up earlier. Also, the reason why I didn't do "Mother" was because it was difficult for me to include Nicholas in that seeing as it really bounced around the other characters. That being said, I know I included the beginning flashback scene from it, but I have my reasons, which you'll see soon enough.

Hope you enjoyed! Until next time!