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What was only a few weeks ago for Storybrooke, but was twenty-eight years for others, a sleeping baby boy cradled in a basket flew through the air and realms, courtesy of his abductor. From the moment the Blue Fairy took off into the sky, her presence was immediately made known to a certain dark force that was always watching. This particular force was known and feared as the Black Fairy.
As her name implied, she was fairy clad entirely in black and wielded the darkest of magics to achieve her ambitions. Every chance she had to take an infant from its home and family to add to her own, she took. It did not matter from which family or realm, they were all the same and would share the same fates as all those who came before. This particular child, however, was a different story. This child was her own grandson; Gideon.
As she flew into the realm she was banished to, what was originally only her prison now her own utopia, or dystopia whichever you prefer, she formulated her plans for this child with a malicious grin. Once inside the citadel she built up from the wasteland with her bare hands, she returned to her full size and gazed down at her grandson. As she did, several plumes of black magic smoke appeared in the chamber.
"Mother." they obediently greeted with bows of worship.
"I've brought someone new, my children." she said to men and women in black.
"Another child for the mines?" one asked with an arrogant grin towards the sleeping babe.
"No. Not this one. This child is different. He's…precious." she said in her own form of adoration, "He is my grandson. My own blood."
"Truly, Mother?" a young woman asked with a sadistic sense of glee.
"Yes." the Black Fairy said as she cooed at Gideon.
"Is he to be like us, then?" another asked, "One of your chosen?"
"No. He won't be like any of you, at all. He'll be something even greater. He is the key to finally free us all and bring about the end." she smiled happily, yet darkly.
"Of what, Mother? Of what?" they all asked in unison.
"Everything." she smiled before pulling away Belle's book and cooing at Gideon again, "You won't be needing this, anymore; my Gideon."
OUaT
During the time Regina spent dealing with the Evil Queen, and while Nicholas was celebrating their engagement with his friends, Emma found herself alone in their house, taking in the joy her new fiancé had brought her by gazing at her ring. She may have wanted to spent some quality time with him alone, but she knew just how eccentric the agents could be. However, her alone time was cut short.
"Such a lovely thing. Did the alchemist craft it himself?" Gideon asked as he appeared behind her, now wearing modern clothes instead of his robes.
"Gideon." Emma snarled as she sprang ready to defend herself.
"Hello, Emma." he arrogantly smiled.
"So, this is how you want to do round two? Huh? Try and kill me in my own house when no one's around? That's very brave."
"Oh, no. That's not why I'm here, Savior. I've come to offer you something." Gideon replied.
"Like what? A deal? Taking after your old man, are you?" Emma mocked.
"A truce." he corrected.
"You tried to kill me just so you could steal my powers and now you want a truce?" she skeptically asked, "Why?"
"Allow me to answer that question with a question. Why do you think I want your powers, Savior? If I just wanted power, I could've just killed my father and taken his when I had the dagger."
"So why do you want my powers?"
"To kill the Black Fairy." he curtly replied, "Surely you know what happened to me. Why I am the way I am. It's all because of her. I thought having your powers added to my own would be enough to defeat her. Perhaps I was wrong."
"What's the matter, cold feet?"
"I realized it's better to make friends than enemies. If I were to kill you and then go after the Black Fairy, I'd have far too many people trying to kill me. So instead, I've come to offer you an olive branch, so to speak. You agree to help me destroy the Black Fairy, and I'll stop trying to kill you."
"Why ask only for my help? Why not ask for the LXG's?"
"Because only the Savior can defeat her. Your fiancé and his friends may be extraordinary, but the Black Fairy is on another level. No matter how strong they may be, only a Savior's magic can finish her off. I'm the only person in this town who knows anything about her; what she's capable of. You are the only person who can harm her. It only makes sense that we work together."
"From what I gather, she's worlds away and can't get away long enough to do anything but kidnap babies. Why should I get myself involved in something that has nothing to do with me or my home?"
"Because soon enough, Savior, the Black Fairy will come to your home and raze it to the ground. Furthermore, there are hundreds of people suffering under her depravity, children that I swore to protect. You call yourself the Savior but refuse to help so many people in need when they don't live in your perfect little town? Perhaps I should kill you and steal your powers, after all."
In response to the threat, Emma used her magic to slam him against the wall and lightly choke him.
"You tried to kill me with that sword, and you failed, and now you think you can guilt trip me into fighting your battles because you're not strong enough to do it yourself and top it all off by threatening to kill me? You really are your father's son. I will never help you. You wanna save your people? Do it yourself, you brat!" Emma snapped as she hit him in the face hard enough to make his mouth bleed, "Now get out of my house."
"Yes, you bested me." Gideon admitted through the blood in his mouth, "But now we have a common cause, whether you know it or not. I will not give up my mission. So, either you help me willingly, or…well, you may want to consider planning your own funeral rather than your wedding; and perhaps your family's, as well."
With the conversation at its end, the son of the Dark One poofed away in orange smoke, leaving the Savior to consider his proposal. Although, she did not consider it the way he wanted. The following morning, after calling her mother to explain what happened, the two women barged into the pawn shop to run things by her attacker's dear old dad.
"Gold! Get out here; now." Emma demanded as she and Snow entered the shop, "I've got questions, and you better have answers."
"Well, if you want answers, I suggest you start by asking nicely." Rumple lectured as he joined them.
"I'm done with nice. Your son has a death wish, which, if he messes with me one more time, I'm happy to fulfill." Emma warned.
"And I'm happy to help. We've been looking for some mother/daughter bonding." Snow added.
"What did he do now?" Belle asked.
"In addition to several threats against my life? He's threatening to kill everyone I love if I don't help him destroy someone called the Black Fairy." Emma answered, "Now, I know nothing about this fairy, but I'm guessing you do."
"Yeah, she's my mother." Rumple casually replied earning looks of absolute shock from the two women, "She stole Gideon from the Blue Fairy, took him away to another realm where time moves differently, and tortured him for twenty-eight years."
"Why would she do that?" Snow asked.
"To hurt me."
"Her own son?" Snow asked.
"That tells you all you need to know about her." he curtly remarked.
"Emma, please don't hurt Gideon." Belle pleaded, "He was not born evil. She made him this way. If you help him, though, he will be on the side of good. I-I'm certain."
"Belle, I can only go with what I see and what I know." Emma retorted.
"Then know this: belief in good and hope isn't the only reason to spare my son and help him destroy the Black Fairy." Rumple countered, "Right now we have an opportunity to not only destroy her and save him, but to save all of us."
"She hasn't threatened anyone else." Emma said.
"That's because she's in another realm only able to break free long enough to steal other children before it pulls her back in. But if she should break free for good-"
"I think I can handle it. I handled you." Emma cut off, "I broke your curse, the one you gave to Regina that started this whole mess."
"Well, that's just the thing, Miss Swan, the curse, that dark curse. It and all the darkness you've ever faced was born out of one twisted soul; the Black Fairy. You think Nimue and the other Dark Ones, or Hades were difficult? Not even they could hold a candle to her. And unless we try and stop her, she is gonna bring far worse."
Over at the vault, Regina was continuing her attempts to break the sleeping curse on Snow and David's heat. Unfortunately, she was not getting any results. As she continued her work, Henry decided to stop by for a visit.
"How's it going, Mom?" he asked as he joined her.
"It's going…slowly." Regina replied as she hovered over her bubbling cauldron, "Casting a sleeping curse is one thing, but breaking it? Apparently, Snow and Charming have met their match; me."
"If there's anyone who can undo your work, it's you." Henry assured.
"Yeah. I've cleaned up almost all my evil half's messes. Town line protection spell; check. I freed that dragon from the mirror world; check. Got Doctor Doolittle out of that cage. Don't ask. I undid everything…except for the big one."
"I wish I could help."
"Maybe you can." she said, "There's a few ingredients in Emma's shed I haven't tried yet. Can you run over and grab them for me?"
"Of course. What do you need?" Henry asked as he pulled out a pencil and paper.
"Uh, tongue of newt. Not the eye; tongue." Regina stressed before noticing something was wrong with her son, "Henry?"
Upon closer inspection, she noticed he was unresponsive as he was scribbling erratically with milky-white eyes staring intensely at the paper. When she looked down, instead of words, she saw strange symbols unlike anything she had ever seen.
"Henry?!"
While their shared son was having his bizarre experience, Emma was meeting up with her would-be-usurper inside the clock tower. When she finished climbing the stairs, she saw Gideon reading the same book Belle had given him the day he was born.
"When I first came to this town, that clock didn't even move. Now look at it, ticking away, marking every magical second since my arrival." she said trying to make small talk.
"Are you here for nostalgia, or have you come to give me an answer to my proposal?" Gideon asked, not even bothering to look up from his book.
"I saw your parents." she replied, "It made me realize something, something I saw the last time that we chatted. The look of someone who needs hope. Henry had it all those years ago when he found me and told me I'm the Savior. Now you have it."
"Are you saying you will help me to defeat the Black Fairy?" he asked.
"First things first." Emma sharply exhaled, "You came here to kill me, which, call me crazy, doesn't exactly inspire trust. So, I need a sign of good faith."
"Hmm. And why?" he asked as he stood face to face to her, "It's not like I could defeat you anyway, even with the sword."
"Then hand it over." she demanded curtly, "That's what I want. I may not trust you, but I'll at least know you won't be able to use it like you wanted."
"Hmm…fair enough." Gideon relented before unsheathing the sword and giving it to her, "We have a deal."
"Now then, why is the Black Fairy planning on coming to Storybrooke?" Emma asked after taking the sword.
"There's something here she desperately wants; something with unbelievable power. She knows it's here in Storybrooke, sealed away somewhere. She expected me to unleash it for her after I killed you. That way, when I would use your powers to permanently free her, she would find it and bind its power to her; much like how the spirit of the Dark One is tethered to my father."
"What does killing me have to do with this thing?" Emma asked.
"I don't know." Gideon shrugged, "She never told me anything aside from for some reason, your death will break its seal and unleash it. My guess is that a past Savior sealed it away and her killing you would break it. As for how it got brought to Storybrooke, that remains a mystery."
"So, how were you going to handle that in addition to everyone else going after you after you killed me?" Emma asked with a raised eyebrow.
"I'll admit, I hadn't thought that far ahead." he confessed sheepishly, "But as long as you remain alive, the seal with remain unbroken. One less catastrophe to worry about."
"Fine by me." she muttered, "Alright then, how do we stop her if she's trapped in another realm?"
"Normally, in order to summon the Black Fairy, a summoning ritual must be used. However, she'll know it's a trap if we use that method. What we need to do is summon her without alerting her. Then we trap her with squid ink and finish her off. After that, liberating my people will be a breeze."
"So, how do we summon her without her knowing?"
"With this." he replied as he held up his book.
"Your mom's old book?" Emma skeptically asked.
"It spent as much time in the presence of the Black Fairy as I did. And, for a time, it was kept close to her dark magical possessions. We can use it as a conduit to bring her here long enough to immobilize and kill her." Gideon explained.
"And in the event that doesn't work and she gets the upper hand against us?" Emma asked only to receive a fearful expression that said it all, "Right. Well then, Mr. Gold, it's your plan, so lead the way."
"Gladly." he smirked before poofing them away to their destination. When the smoke cleared, Emma looked around in both confusion and concern.
"The League's mansion?" she asked, "What are we doing here?"
"It's at the nexus of the most powerful magic in Storybrooke. We can create the portal inside there." Gideon explained.
"And you think the agents who live in there are just going to let us conduct our little experiment in there, no questions asked?" she skeptically asked.
"No need to worry about that. I've been keeping tabs on them all and know for a fact all seven of your fiancé's team are currently incapacitated from their celebration last night. We have the house to ourselves." Gideon informed with a look in his eyes Emma did not care for.
After they entered the mansion and made their way into the foyer, Gideon arranged the necessary ingredients in the center of the room. Though the set up looked simple, Emma could already sense the magic in their air channeling into them.
"Now what?" she asked.
"You must focus your power at the book and pull on the remnants of the Black Fairy's magical presence. Trust me, you'll know her power when you feel it." he said. However, before Emma could begin, the book began to shake erratically on its own. Then, before they could do anything to stop it, the book snapped open to an illustration of a giant, terrifying spider that began to tear its way through the page.
"I didn't do anything." Emma said in fear.
"No. She's figured out what we're doing." Gideon corrected as the spider tore through and roared at them.
"What the hell is that?!" Emma cried.
"That is a message." Gideon claimed before they through their magic at the beast. Unfortunately, it did nothing to stop it.
"Gideon, run!" she yelled before they broke away and ran upstairs.
Rather than waste its time and effort chasing after them, the spider stayed downstairs to coat the mansion in its webs, its traps to catch its prey. Looking down from the floor above the creature, Emma and Gideon tried to formulate a plan of attack.
"After we kill this thing, then what?" she asked in a hushed voice.
"Then we turn our sights to my grandmother." he replied.
"I thought she was trapped in another realm."
"That's where you come in." he said, "You're the Savior. Your magic is the only thing strong enough to not only slice into her realm, but to allow me to at last defeat her."
"So, you tried to kill me because you didn't believe that I would help you get to another realm to get back to her?" she asked.
"Seemed like a good plan at the time." Gideon awkwardly nodded, "In retrospect, perhaps not. I thought I could channel your powers via the sword to open a portal between worlds. I'm sorry, Emma. After everything I've done to you, you should just walk away." he suggested before shots of the spider's webbing flew between them.
"Move!" Emma cried.
While Emma and Gideon were trying to stay alive, Regina and Henry were trying to figure just what in the hell happened to the teenager. As they sat on one of Regina's loveseats, Henry just stared at the images he drew in confusion.
"What is this?" he asked.
"You tell me. You wrote it; before you passed out." Regina informed.
"I-I have no idea." he said, "M-Maybe it's my Author powers? But I didn't use the pen, and I didn't write this in my book. Mom, why did this happen?"
"I-I-I really don't know. But lucky for us, I know someone who might." Regina informed. After poofing them away, the mother and son found themselves walking through the mental ward/prison of the hospital.
"I don't think he's ever had visitors." the desk nurse informed as she led them to a specific cell.
"Shocking." Regina sarcastically scoffed.
"Do you really think he'll be able to help us?" Henry asked, "I mean, he's not exactly our biggest fan."
"Well, it's worth a shot." she defended as the nurse unlocked the cell, "Henry, if your problem is being the Author, why not ask the last one? Hello, Isaac. We need to talk."
"Oh," the former Author mischievously chuckled, "This ought to be good."
After explaining the situation, and presenting the mysterious symbols to the mediocre author, Isaac silently analyzed the images while his captors loomed over his shoulders.
"Well?" Regina asked.
"Shh, shh." he shushed with a raised finger, "I've heard of this sort of thing happening, but it never happened to me. Not that I'm complaining. Well, actually, yes, I am complaining. You've had me locked up for how long now, and what did I really do to you that was so bad?"
"Tried to kill us all." Regina replied without missing a beat, "So, if you want to earn your way back, maybe you can start by telling us what this means. Or maybe I should give my brother a call and he and his extraordinary friends can come over and start asking you questions?"
"Oh, no, no, no, no! That won't be necessary." Isaac fearfully assured. He may have been locked up during the Promised Day, but as the Author, he knew better than most never to cross the LXG.
"Then tell us what's going on. Why did Henry write this?" she demanded.
"I propose a trade." Isaac offered, "I'll tell you what you want to know, and in exchange…"
"What?"
"I want out of here; for good. I wanna go back to New York. I'm gonna need a car; something sporty. Ooh! Maybe a Porsche."
"You got to be kidding me." Regina scoffed.
"Lamborghini will do." he smirked.
"Henry, call your uncle." she said without breaking eye contact with the weasel.
"With pleasure." Henry muttered as he pulled out his phone.
"You wanna know what's going on? You want answers?" Isaac hotly asked, "Then freedom, sports car, Big Apple. And, since you're making this so difficult, 'Hamilton' tickets."
"Hey, Uncle. What would you say to beating up that washed up Author we've got locked up in the hospital?" Henry asked as he pretended to speak with Nicholas over the phone.
"His Author powers are taking over!" Isaac exclaimed in panic gaining their attention, "He thinks he controls them, but he doesn't. They are more powerful than you know."
"Well, what's going to happen to him?" Regina asked in concern.
"Those trances; they'll become more frequent, more intense. He might even end up in a cell right next to me." the man smirked.
"Well, what can I do to help?"
"You can start by giving me what I want." he demanded.
While those negotiations were underway, Emma and Gideon were continuing their struggle to avoid the spider's attacks. Having enough of spinning around trying to shoot them, the beat leapt up to the second floor to charge at them. Thankfully, they were able to escape it by running through the halls and managed to get downstairs. Unfortunately, all the doors and windows were completely covered with the thick webs.
"It's a dead end." Emma exhaled when they ran into the sun room.
"Yes, so it is." Gideon nodded as he panted before shoving her into the webs.
"What the hell are you doing?!" she shrieked as he took back the sword.
"I already told you." he wickedly smiled, "Once you're dead, I'll be able to channel your powers and use this sword to open a portal to my home."
"I was helping you."
"Yes, like a naïve fool." he madly chuckled.
"The spider…you brought it here." she realized, "You knew you couldn't kill me on your own."
"Alas, you were far stronger than I anticipated. But, no. That's not the only reason why."
"What else, then?!" Emma shouted as she struggled to get free.
"Algmata Tier." he smoothly answered with a dark grin, freezing her in shock.
"How do you know that name?" Emma asked.
"Did you really think I came all this way just so I could steal your powers and betray the only family I've ever known?" Gideon scoffed, "No, Savior. Killing you will allow me to free my mistress from her prison, but it will also unleash the power Her Holiness will need to achieve her destiny. Your death will finally unleash it, and when the Black Fairy arrives, she will dominate it and bring all of existence to its knees. It will be glorious!"
"So-so, it-it was never about destroying her? You want her to get ahold of this thing?" Emma asked.
"I owe everything to her. It's like I told you, I am who I am because of her; because of her love. You're merely an obstacle in her way. One I am more than happy to dispose of." he said with pure adoration in his voice.
"What does Algmata Tier have to do with me?!" she shouted.
"Don't know, don't care." Gideon shrugged, "You shouldn't, either. You'll be dead soon. It is such a pity, though. Such a waste of such…lovely potential." he smirked as raised some of her hair and deeply inhaled its scent.
Having enough of the arrogant creep, Emma was able to head-butt the brat's nose hard enough to make him stagger away.
"Such a pity." he laughed, "But no matter. It's worth it. Oh. I think I sense it coming this way. Soon Algmata Tier will belong to Her Holiness. The age of the Black Fairy begins tonight! Adieu, Savior."
With his own evil laughter, Gideon poofed himself away. As soon as he left, the spider crawled its way towards the immobile Savior, eager to make a meal out of her.
"Where's a 40-foot can of Raid when you need it?" she asked herself as she struggled to get free. Once she was, she readied her magic to finish the monster. "Okay, Charlotte, let's do this."
Even though Emma put all she had into her next attack, it still wasn't enough to squash the massive bug. In its anger at being attacked by its food, the spider threw its webs and proceeded to wrap Emma in its suffocating stands like an ordinary house fly. As this happened, Gideon was in the clock tower, eagerly awaiting his pet to finish her off. As she drew closer and closer to death, the sword destined to kill her began to glow with the magic Gideon needed.
"It is time." he said in excitement before slicing open a portal, "The era of light is over. Now begins the era of darkness! Hahaha!"
As the spider slowly reeled the unconscious Emma closer to its maw, the sound of gunfire rang through the air as one of its multiple eyes erupted in blood. Hissing in pain and fury, the giant arachnid jerked its head to see its attacker from the floor above.
Looking down at his new prey, Allan Quartermain coolly glared down past the muzzle of his riffle and readied his next shot. Accepting the challenge, the spider fired another shot of webbing at the old man, only to see it burn away in violet cinders when it reached his proximity. Quartermain then took the chance to shoot the monster again in another of its eyes. Once it let go of Emma's line, that was when the Gentleman changed his attack.
Jumping down to the spider's level, not once breaking eye contact, Quartermain pulled out his bayonet knife and topped his weapon with it, assuming his bizarre fighting stance. When the spider screeched at him, Quartermain responded with a roar like that of a tiger's. Had Emma been conscious to witness the standoff, she would have noticed Quartermain was fighting like a spearman would during a hunt.
Hoping to make quick work of this stranger, the spider launched a strong strand of webbing that wrapped around one of Quartermain's wrists. However, before it could do to him what it did to Emma, Quartermain grunted and lit the chain-like webs on fire with purple flames. Since they were still connected, the spider's mouth was horribly burned from the mysterious flames. Taking the chance, the old man rushed in close and stabbed the spider's lower jaw with his weapon and fired the gun's loaded shot. In its pain, the spider tried to smack the man away with its larger front limb. However, Quartermain caught it with ease and stopped it from moving him more than just a few feet. With an angry grunt, Quartermain crushed the monster's limb with his mighty grip, broke it off from the rest of it, and tossed it aside where it burned away in more of the strange flames.
Having enough of the fight, Quartermain coated his entire weapon in the purple flames and proceeded to spin it and attack in a fashion that even the Red Viper of Dorne would have been impressed with. In both pain and fear, the spider cowered from the powerful old man it tried to make a meal out of. It had to have been more than twenty-feet between them after the spider cowered against the wall. Showing no mercy, Quartermain simply kept firing his blazoned weapon as he walked towards the monster.
Once he was close enough, with his eyes shining as purple as his flames, Quartermain ignited his hand, grabbed the shrieking arachnid by its pincer and said, "Hush."
And with that, and a crushing clench of his hand, the spider erupted into purple flames and disintegrated entirely; not even leaving a trace of ashes.
Taking a moment to compose himself, Quartermain set the floor on fire with his flames and willed them to only burn away the webs that covered his home and the unconscious Savior. Once that was all cleared, he tried to wake her.
"Savior, wake up." he said as he gently shook her, "Ms. Swan? Emma!"
Gasping back to life, Emma looked around in panic as the old man gently raised her up.
"Easy. Easy." he soothed to the frantic woman.
"Wha-what? Q-Quartermain?" she asked in shock and confusion.
"It's alright. It's gone." he assured her gently.
"But so's Gideon." she gasped as she tried to jolt up only to get a head rush.
"Easy." he urged as he caught her and led her to the room's sofa, "Take a breath. You'll get him next time."
"No, no. You don't understand!" Emma cried, "He's going to open a portal to free the Black Fairy! And-and-and she's after Algmata Tier, and-"
"Algmata Tier?" he interrupted.
"It's-it's a-"
"I know what it is, Emma." Quartermain gently halted with a raised hand.
"Then you know I can't just sit around waiting for her to get here and take it!"
"Trust me." Quartermain lightly chuckled, "Algmata Tier isn't going anywhere, anytime soon. Especially not with the Black Fairy."
"Wait, I don't understand." Emma said, thinking she was still trying to wake up, "You know about Algmata Tier?"
"Of course I do." Quartermain calmly stated as he patted his chest, "He's sealed away…in me."
"…What?" Emma gasped in shock. Before she could ask any further questions about the atomic bombshell that had just been dropped, the door flew open with Gold rushing in.
"Ms. Swan?" he asked as he barged in, "What happened? Where's Gideon?"
"Your son tried to kill me; again." Emma spat, "I'm sorry, but your son cannot be saved. He's evil."
"Emma!" Snow called out with Belle at her heels. As soon as she saw her, she rushed to her side and threw her arms around her.
"Are you okay?" her mother asked in concern.
"Yeah. I'll never look at Spider-Man the same way again, but I'm fine." she dryly said.
"Rumple, where's our boy?" Belle asked her husband.
"Your boy ran off to open a portal to free the Black Fairy. After he created a giant spider to kill me." Emma snapped.
"I thought you were helping him?" Snow asked.
"I was, but Dark One Junior had different plans. He played me." Emma replied.
"He came to you for help, though." Belle defended.
"Belle, I know you want to believe the best in him, but it's like you said; evil is not born, it is made, and that is what the Black Fairy did to him." Emma snapped.
"Careful with your accusations, Ms. Swan." Rumple warned.
"It's not an accusation. He told me so, himself, before he left me to die. And from the way he made it sound, he cares a hell of a lot more about her than either of you. Worships her, more like it."
"He needs help." Rumple defended, "You're a hero, Ms. Swan. Gideon is my son."
"You can't keep cleaning up his messes, Gold. He needs to take responsibility for his actions."
"Are you threatening my child?" he asked in a dark tone.
"I don't have a choice. He's tried to kill me twice. I'm not gonna give him a third chance." Emma warned.
"Alright, Savior. If you cross my son, I will do what I must to stop you." Rumple countered.
"We didn't start this fight." Snow reminded matching her daughter's glare to the Dark One's, "Let's go home."
"Whatever business you lot need to settle, do it elsewhere." Quartermain gruffly snapped, dropping the disposition he showed Emma, "All of you, out."
"He's ripping us apart." Belle scoffed after she and the others left, "Gideon has been here a matter of days, and look at all the destruction he's caused."
"Don't listen to them. They only see the world in black and white. We can still bring him back to us, Belle."
"How?" his wife asked.
"Look, the Black Fairy isn't here with him now. We are. Whatever damage that woman did to him in the past, it's over. I promise. We will save our son." Rumple vowed as he took her hand in his.
As the estranged couple tried to comfort themselves, their wayward son was located deep in the woods with an unbreakable, malicious smirk on his face. As he strode up to the cliff that oversaw all of Storybrooke he spoke to the lone figure already gazing out into the night's darkness.
"You have done well, Gideon." the figure said as he kneeled before them. When they turned, the Black Fairy looked down at her grandson with dark smile of her own. "Very well."
"All that I do is for you, Grandmother." he said as though he were speaking to a god, "But the Savior still lives. And Algmata Tier has not been unleashed."
"All in due time, my sweet. All in due time." she softly said as she gently caressed his cheek, which he absorbed with adoration.
"Algmata Tier will be unleashed soon enough. We just need to give its host a little…incentive to set it free."
"By killing the Savior." Gideon nodded.
"Yes. But, this needs to be handled delicately. Otherwise, we may be here in the putrid realm of light longer than anticipated." the Black Fairy spat in disgust, "You have played your part well, my dark, handsome hero. But now it's time for me to step in and play the game."
"As you command, my dark mistress." Gideon humbly bowed even further.
"We must not hesitate. We must act now if we are to extinguish the hope from these pitiful denizens of the light. And you, my children, shall be my instruments of darkness." she said to the large crowd of black-clad men and women wearing the same robes Gideon wore when he arrived.
"By the Black Fairy's will, it shall be done." they all recited in unison as they kneeled before their mistress.
"Soon," she said as she gleamed out to the town she would tear to shreds, "Very soon, the Final Battle will commence. And then…all shall fall into darkness and rejoice. Hehe!" she insanely giggled.
I told you there would be twists~!
Be honest, what do you think about what I'm doing with Quartermain and Algmata Tier? I know it's early, but just based off of what you read in this chapter? There's gonna be plenty more about those two in the upcoming chapters, though maybe not the next one, so any questions you have WILL be answered before this season is finished. That being said, the next THREE, count them, THREE chapters will not primarily focus on Algmata Tier and Quartermain; maybe just a little, but not too much to shift the focus of the story. Just be patient It's gonna be GOOD!
Now, about Gideon and these newcomers. This is a change based on the lazy writing of the original plot from the show. I don't understand how those children and people could act like they were prisoners and taken from a happy life they grew up in. From what I understand, Fiona only took babies and raised them herself. So, it stands to reason, the life she gave them was the only thing they ever knew, but some of them acted like it wasn't. They should have been more devoted to her like her portrayal indicated. Especially Gideon.
Also, I don't understand why she had him call her mother when she was his biological grandmother. I get she was kinda screwed up in the head, but you'd think she would have embraced that and used it to her advantage in Gideon's upbringing and training.
Also, in case you didn't notice, I didn't until not too long ago, but all those people Fiona left behind in her realm? Yeah, no one ever went back to rescue them. Emma and the others just did nothing after Gideon turned back into a baby.
Think about it. They just left them there to die as they waited for Fiona to return.
So, with that in mind, I'm doing something different to cover up that little loose end Eddie and Adam left behind. Plus, they rushed things with Fiona. She was a great character with a great actress, but they rushed things with her and lessened the impact she could have made. I'm fixing that.
As for the lack of Nicholas, there's a reason for that. This season is not meant to focus on him as much as all the others did. He's still the main character, but this saga is not all about him, and you'll see why once we get to the Final Battle. We'll shift back into gear once that's over, but this one's meant to be about Emma, not just him.
The good news is that I got an extended spring break because my university is concerned about the corona virus, so I should be able to squeeze in a few more chapters before next week. No promises, but chances are good I can get at least started on the Song in Your Heart by this weekend.
So, until then, as always, Like/Follow me/the story if you haven't already and review, review, REVIEW. Especially about the changes I've made. This is kinda a test run for the Algmata Tier I'm using for the book series I'm writing and I would like feedback. I know it's early, but every little bit helps.
Bye!
