Chapter 2 Broken Well Kind of.
A powerful wave of Light Magic is unleashed onto Storybrooke, it comes and goes in seconds hitting every resident. Over at Granny's Diner, Dylan Lucas age 14, a boy who inherited blue eyes from his father and short dark brown hair from his mother. Dylan is wearing dark jeans, black boots and a red t-shirt. Dylan was holding onto two white coffee mugs when the Light Magic hits town. Upon the curse being broken, Dylan drops the mugs and turns to face Granny.
"What the hell was that?" Dylan asks.
"The Curse it's finally broken," Granny answered, there was no words to describe how she felt.
"Then why is it, I don't remember a thing?" Dylan asked it wasn't that he was oblivious to the great of magic that occurred a few minutes ago. He felt the magic there was no way to tell someone exactly what it felt like. But whatever the curse did to his memories clearly wasn't broken or at least not completely.
"The Saviour was supposed to break the curse and we'll be free," Granny says.
"Then she clearly isn't as good as we were led to believe," Dylan responds.
"Clean the smashed mugs up, I'm going to try and call Red and find out where she is," Granny instructed.
Meanwhile, over in the forest at the wishing well, Gideon is standing a few steps behind Mr Gold. The Dark One is standing directly in front of wishing well.
"Why are we here?" Gideon asks.
"The curse is broken, I can now follow through on my plan," Mr Gold answered cryptically.
"If I may ask what your plan is?" Gideon asked.
"One complicated, but worthwhile in the long run and that's all that you need to know," Mr Gold answers, He then drops the potion bottle into the wishing well. A minute or two later purple mist and smoke beings to rise from the wishing well. The mist and smoke quickly overflow from the wishing well and starts to expand in all directions
"Your plan involves magic, doesn't it? Sir, whatever you put in there has something to do with magic," Gideon assumes.
"This is merely a precaution," Mr Gold replies.
"Against what? Regina?" Gideon asks.
"Amongst other things, I can assure you, this is only for protection, this world is dangerous," Mr Gold answered.
"As was the Enchanted Forest, I heard stories of you, was there truth in those stories?" Gideon questions.
"I was mortal to once a man who sacrificed his reputation and the respect from all his peers. Just to have the chance to raise Baelfire," Mr Gold replied.
"Baelfire?" Gideon asks.
"My son, born many, many years before your conception. While, I was mortal and a solider in a war, one that claimed many lives," Mr Gold answers.
"What happened to him?" Gideon asked, "Did he die?"
"Worse forever lost or at least he has been for now," Mr Gold explained.
"So, you're in fact, a loving immortal father an ex-solider. Who wants to find said firstborn," Gideon says.
"That's the basic premise, Gideon, now that's magic should have returned. How about I introduce you to some of this world's finest cuisine?" Mr Gold suggested.
"As of right now, I would prefer anything but gruel," Gideon replies.
End of chapter 2.
