"I don't know if I can do this, I'm not a very good liar." Aurora admitted.

"I'm not either." Evie added.

"It's not really a lie." Mary Margaret told the two. "Lancelot did die an honorable death and Cora did escape."

"It's all true." Mal said.

"Just leave all the details to us princess." Jay spoke up.

"There's no reason to cause unnecessary panic amongst your people." Emma continued.

"I'm not so sure it's unnecessary-" Aurora started,

"Quiet." I hissed. I looked up at the tower, "Where are the sentries?" I asked Mulan. "There supposed to be there." Mulan drew her sword as I loaded my bow,

"Stay close." Mulan told everyone. Mal appeared at my side and got her hands ready to cast a few spells. We made our way into the Safe Haven with caution.

"Oh my gods." Evie whispered. Bodies were thrown across the place, buildings were ruined and some were burning. There was blood on everybody's chests, their hearts had been ripped out. I placed my arrow back into my quiver and started to inspect the damage. The only building that was not ruined was mine, Mal and Evie's hut. I frowned, I know exactly who did this.

"This can't be."

"We were hidden here, protected." Carlos added, "How could the Ogres have found us?"

"It's because it wasn't Ogres." I said gravely.

"What do you mean?" Ben asked.

"Cora did this. Their hearts were ripped out. If this attack was caused by ogres there would be more blood. We need to stop her."

"Were too late." Mulan said, "She killed them, she killed them all."

"Then we need to stop her before she kills us."

"Hey! Hey, look!" Emma called. She and Evie started to pull some debris off something

"Someone's under here!" Evie added, "Whoever it is, there alive!" Mal ran over to the duo to help.

"Please." Someone begged, "Please help me." The person turned out to be a man with black hair and a beard.

"It's ok." Mary Margaret said as she approached the man, "Your safe now, we won't hurt you."

"Thank you, thank you." We sat the man down and gave him food and drink.

"Who is is he?" I asked Mal in a whisper, "We've been here for months and this is the first time I've seen him."

"He's a blacksmith." She told me, "He came a couple of months ago but always kept to himself. Lost his hand in an ogre attack. Pretty cool if you ask me."

"Why would your mother leave a survivor?" Evie muttered. "She seems like the kind of woman to make sure she doesn't make mistakes."

"I don't know what she's up to." I admitted, "She said she was doing this for me-I don't know."

"So you think that one hand's lying?" Mal confirmed.

"My mother has just been playing a huge trick on us, I can't trust her anymore." The three of us finished our conversation as Emma and Mulan approached the one-hand man,

"Here you go." Emma said, putting a cup in front of him. I turned to Mary Margaret who was trying to start a fire. I approached her with some caution. She spotted me and smiled grimly.

"Hi Hadley." She greeted,

"Hey." I responded before nodding to the fire. "Need help?"

"Just this once." I smiled softly and knelt next to the fire. I placed my hand on the wood and concentrated. A small flame appeared on the wood and I stepped back. "Thank you." Mary Margaret got to work starting to make some food and I just sat near her, watching her in her element. "So...about what Cora said in the nursery-"

"I told you that I'll tell you what she meant but not now." I stood and walked back over to the group assembled around the man.

"Slaughtered everyone in one fell swoop." He was explaining, "When she started ripping out people's hearts I hit under the bodies of those who had already been killed. Pretended to be dead myself." I felt a hand slip into mine and I looked up into Ben's kind eyes. I smiled and leant my head on his shoulder. "Mercifully, the ruse worked."

"So much for fortune favours the brave." Emma commented.

"It was all I could do to survive." Emma then lent on the table.

"I'm gonna let you in on a little secret. I'm pretty good at knowing when someone is lying to me."

"I'm telling you the truth."

"We should leave here." Mulan suggested. "In case Cora decides to come back."

"That would be a smart idea." Carlos agreed.

"We should start searching for a new portal back to Storybrooke." Mary Margaret added. "I only got about five minutes with my husband. Not to mention my grandson."

"You have a grandson?" One-hand asked.

"Long story."

"Well. I know this land well. I can guide you." A blade was then pressed up against one-hand's neck. Emma pulled his hair back.

"Your not gonna guide us anywhere until you tell us who you really are." Emma growled. Mal and I glanced at each other.

"Allow us." Mal said. We waved our hands and ropes flew from the rubble, binding the man's hands against a tree a little ways away.

"I already told you! I'm just a blacksmith!" One-Hand insisted.

"Sure you are." Emma said before turning and putting her fingers to her lips, letting out a loud whistle. A roar sounded a little ways away from us. My eyes widened. "You won't talk to us? Maybe you'll talk to the Ogres while they rip you limb from limb." The growls of the Ogres came closer and I grabbed Ben's arm.

"Let's go. Please." I said.

"Yeah." Ben muttered, leading me away from the one-hand man.

"You can't just leave me here like this!" One-hand called out.

"We can and we will." Jay told him, following behind us.

"What if he's telling the truth?" Aurora questioned.

"He's not." Emma told her.

"Good for you." One-hand called. "You bested me. I can count the amount of people who've done that on one hand."

"That supposed to be a joke?" Mal asked. Emma approached one-hand again, "Who are you?"

"Killian Jones. But most people have taken to call me by my more colourful moniker-Hook."

"Hook?" Evie asked.

"Check my satchel." I let go of Ben's arm and picked 'Hook's' bag. I rifled through it, trying to find evidence of this man.

"As in Captain Hook?"

"Ah, so you've heard of me." I pulled out a silver hook and showed it to everyone.

"Oh, wow." I said, "You know, he and Harry do look alike."

"They kinda do." Carlos agreed. There was a crash closer than I would have liked.

"You better hurry up. There getting closer." Emma said to Hook. "So unless you wanna be dinner you better start talking."

"Cora wanted me to gain your trust so I could learn everything there is to know about your Storybrooke." Hook started to explain. "She didn't want any surprises when she finally got over there."

"She can't get there, we destroyed the wardrobe." Mary Margaret argued.

"Ahh, but the enchantment remains. Cora gathered the ashes, she's gonna use them to open up a portal." The sounds of ogres drew closer. "Now if you'd kindly cut me loose."

"No." Mulan protested, "We should leave him here to die, to pay for the lives that he took."

"I second that." Mal said, raising her hand.

"That was Cora, not me." Hook told us.

"Let's go." Emma said. We started to walk away.

"Wait. Wait! You need me alive." We turned back to Hook,

"Why?"

"Because we both want the same thing. To get back to your land."

"You'd say anything to save your skin, so why should we trust you?" I asked.

"I arranged transport with Cora. But, seeing how resourceful you all are, I'll offer you the same deal. I'll help you, if you promise to take me along."

"How are you going to help us get home?" Mary Margaret questioned.

"The ashes will open a portal, but to find your land, she needs more. There's an enchanted compass, Cora seeks it. I'll help you obtain it before she does."

"So Cora won't make it to Storybrooke and we'll be one step closer to getting home." Emma clarified. She looked back at Mary Margaret,

"Sounds too good to be true." She stated.

"There's only one way to find out." Hook said. There was another roar that was louder and closer than the others. Emma drew a dagger and held it to Hook's neck.

"You tell me one thing." Emma started, "And whatever you say, I better believe it. Why does Captain Hook want to go to Storybrooke?" There was a pause,

"To exact revenge on the man who took my hand. Rumpelstiltskin."

TIMESKIP

"Up ahead." Hook announced. "We'll find the compass just over the ridge." I walked beside Mary Margaret as we followed Hook. In front of me was Evie and Mal, discussing who knows what, Jay, Ben and Carlos were in front of them discussing Tourney.

"Do you get the feeling he's leading us exactly where Cora wants us?" Mary Margaret asked Emma and I. "That this whole thing's a trap?"

"Of course it's a trap!" I hissed. "For all we know she could have his heart and is whispering orders into it."

"As long as we know they're trying to play us we can…" Emma trailed off.

"Stay one step ahead?" Mary Margaret guessed.

"Exactly." We eventually caught up to the rest of the group who were gazing at a large beanstalk that rose high into the clouds. "Let me guess. The compass is up there?"

"Oh yeah." Hook agreed.

"So how do we get it?" Ben asked.

"It's not the climb you need to worry about mate, it's the giant at the top." We started to make our way to the large beanstalk, fearful of what was to come.