TemperanceTales: I do not own Once Upon a Time in anyway shape or form and I give full credit to the creators. I don't own any fairytales not done in the show either and give credit to respectful owners. I give credit to Bizzarieve for all the help he has given me in this story!

Chapter Forty Two: Child of the Moon

"Please tell me you know what you're doing."

Charming glanced over at Archie, who was sitting in the chair at the sheriff's desk. The moon was setting as the dawn was slowly beginning to break. Charming looked tired as he tended to the papers on the desk saying, "I don't know whether it's a good sign that the conscious is asking if I know what I'm doing."

"David," Archie started, pausing before he continued, "You are a good man, and you have been through a lot. But I think you really need to analyze what you are feeling inside before continuing onward."

"Please, it's been a long night of hunting a- a shadow rabbit," Charming said, pointing the folded-up paper at him before putting it in a drawer, "Just… be blunt."

"You're letting your anger getting the better of you," Archie said, quickly, "In a way you don't want it to. If you start going against the Mage's now, it will be far more harmful than you can ever imagine!"

"Then why won't they tell us anything!?" Charming argued, his voice having a tint of heat to it, "I have a right to know how my grandson is getting back, Kathryn has the right to know how Alison is getting back. They shouldn't be hiding this from us!"

Archie opened his mouth, faltering a few minutes before speaking, "You have to believe me, they are only trying to protect them. If the Enchantress got wind of what was going on-."

"I know, I know," Charming said, tightly, "But that doesn't help me. My family is over there, and I should at least know what they are about to do!"

Charming rubbed his temples, looking more tired than angry now. Archie put a hand on his shoulder and said, "Go home. Get some sleep. Obviously, this shadow isn't coming out for us tonight. I'll be here if someone else reports something."

Charming opened his mouth to speak when the lights suddenly flickered. Looking around, they watched the lights sputter on and off before turning off completely. Archie opened his mouth to speak as David stood. However, the only sound that came out of his mouth was a yell. The glass exploded in the window as something swarming in. It was dark in color and was almost a blur. Things were knocked down as it raced towards one of the doors near the cells. It burst open as Charming shot after it snarling, "Get back here!"

"David!" Archie cried out, running after him. He followed the sounds down the hallway, hearing booms in the room at the end. Archie reached the end to see Charming get thrown back. Hitting the wall, Charming groaned as Archie looked to see the cause of the action. The shadow figure seemed to be floating, almost illuminating an eerie glow around it. It seemed small and slender, looking upon the shelves. Upon noticing Archie, it seemed to float towards him tilting its head curiously, the shadows finally showing the long length of the hair.

"Who are you?" Archie asked, staring at it in wonder. It seemed to jolt out of its revere as it flung its hand out towards the wall, electricity shooting out and hitting a drawer on one of the metal shelving unit. The drawer burst out files falling out of it. Archie jumped back as it jumped past him, jumping on the walls like a rabbit. The lights soon flickered back on as Charming groaned. He looked harassed as he looked at the mess in the room saying, "Well… I think it found us and I think it hates us."

"I'm not so sure," Archie said, looking around the mess. Charming glanced at him and said, incredulously, "Not sure? It shot Anti-Magic at us, Jiminy. The Enchantress has probably already turned it against us!"

The Prince pulled out his cell and said, "Look, I'm going to go give everyone a call. We need to meet up in the library. That way we won't be bothered."

"David," Archie started but the prince had already left the room. Archie let out a big sigh and looked down at the mess on the floor. Walking over to the fallen files, Archie picked one up examining it. He couldn't help but wondering himself exactly what they were dealing with.


"Will this work?"

Jenkins was leaning against the wall, staring at the man across from him. He was examining the object in his hands, the moonlight shining upon it. Jenkins smirked and said, "Of course, You're Majesty. The Enchantress has guaranteed it to work. All you have to do is make sure that you gather up enough town's people who will be swayed."

"That'll be no problem," the man murmured, "Especially with all the people the Enchantress turned."

Jenkins said nothing at first. Instead he looked around the alleyway with disdain. The man gripped the object and said, "I finally have the last piece of the puzzle … Now my plan is almost complete. Tell me, Pendragon, how did you become the Sorceress' Apprentice?"

Jenkins scoffed and said in a mocking tone, "That would be like me asking why are you, a prideful man, so willing to swallow up anti-magic that's trapped you so long?"

"I have my reasons," the man said firmly, "Just like I'm sure you have yours. I was merely inquiring."

"Well, let's just say that no matter how hard I try, we kept crossing each other's paths," Jenkins said, straightening up, "I wish you the best in your plans, Good Sir. I have some other things to attend to."

The man watched Jenkins leave with a look of arrogant disdain on his face. Jenkins didn't seem to care as he walked away through the streets. The night time would soon come to an end; the clock in the distance told him it was early morning. Jenkins sighed as he felt heaviness inside him. Turning down a little street, Jenkins walked up to a building with roses engraved around the doorframe. The windows were large enough to see the darkness and spots of faded color from the flowers on display. He smiled coyly as he reached out to the doorknob. Opening the door, Jenkins walked inside as quietly as he could. It's not that it mattered, because there was no one to disturb in the shop. However, he didn't want to raise alarm to the woman he knew was sitting in the next room. Walking through the shop, he found himself opening the door to a case of stairways. Walking up them, Jenkins saw her sitting in front of the fire.

Her reddish gold hair was bound in a loose braid, falling down the front of her dress. Her round belly was apparent, being rubbed gently by her hand. She was staring down into it with her blue-green eyes that made Jenkins smile warmly. She was very lost in thought. Gently walking across the floor, Jenkins said lovingly, "Sophie."

Her head whipped around in surprise, snapped out of her revere. She still looked surprise as he walked over to her. Bending down, he kissed her sweetly before she pulled away saying, "Howl, what were you doing out so late?"

"I'm sorry love," he said smoothly, "I had to take care of business."

"Your business or her business?"

The question was sharp, as if demanding an answer. Jenkins sighed, sitting down so he was leaning against her legs. Letting his head hang slightly, he muttered to the floor, "Hers. Most work I'm doing now is hers."

A small irritated sigh left her lips, but he felt her reach to stroke his hair. He leaned back, closing his eyes as he allowed her the affectionate gesture. They sat in silence for a while as Sophie said softly, "I don't like this…"

"Well neither does Bae, and now he's stuck in a particularly nasty spot," Jenkins said his eyes closed. Sophie winced and said, "I feel for him, but he chose that particular job. I don't see why we have to be the ones to continue it. We have a baby on the way Howl!"

Howl's eyes snapped open and sat up straight. Sophie looked surprised by that action as he said softly, "Lisie is alive…"

"What?!" Sophie's voice was alarmed and disbelieving. Jenkins sighed and said firmly, "It turns out she was alive. Tossed into the foster system after returning from the rabbit hole she fell down, the day we found the blood on the porch."

"Wh-What?! Where did it take her?" Sophie said, grabbing his shoulder and forcing him to look her in the eyes. Jenkins gave her a knowing look and he said, "I think you know where, Sophie…"

Her eyes went glassy, filled with rage and sorrow as she said, "Are you telling me…that child fell down a hole and went to Wonderland?!"

"Not just went to Wonderland," Jenkins said plainly, "But became the Mage of Wonderland."

Sophie froze, letting go of him and sinking back into the chair. Swallowing she asked in a questioning tone, "Are telling me…that she was Magesteria?"

The man before her did not answer, but she found he didn't need to. Jumping to her feet, Sophie walked away to the window holding her hand over her mouth. A sense of panic shot through Jenkins, swiftly moving to his wife. He tried grabbing her shoulders but she pulled away, tears streaming down her face.

"Sophie-."

"Baelfire was looking for her, losing his damn mind and you're telling me she ended up the Mage of Wonderland-!?"

"Sophie-!"

"We could have brought her home," sobbed Sophie, covering her face with her hands, "We could have ended all of that madness if we just gone to see the New Mage like we were supposed to-!"

"Sophie, listen to me!" Jenkins said with a booming voice, "There was nothing we could have done! All the Role Players in Wonderland cover their face when meeting outsiders, they don't just reveal themselves on a whim, except for maybe the Red Queen. Besides they were in war, and I promise you we would have lost more than our heads."

Sophie sniffed, Jenkins pulling at her wrists away from her face. He wiped her tears away, kissing her nose lightly as she calmed down. She suddenly tensed up and looked at Jenkins hardly.

"What did she do?"

"What do you mean?"

"What did the Enchantress do!?" Sophie said, "There is no way that could have gone completely unnoticed by her, what did she do?!"

"I don't know, Sophie!" Jenkins said, exasperated, "I haven't been able to put the pieces together. All I know is now that she let Jack take Lisie to Antic!"

"Does he know?"

"Yes, he just blew up at Teacher earlier today," Jenkins said, frowning, "I don't think he'll be helping her much longer…"

"And neither should we!" Sophie exclaimed, her hands going protective over her belly, "She's free now! Let her do as she damn pleases! If she would go as far as hurting Lisie, she'll hurt our baby without a second thought!"

"No!" Jenkins said, hardly. He grasped her hands and pulled her to him sharply. Embracing her, Jenkins said, "We won't let that happen because we know now not to let her! Sophie, trust me, she won't go near you."

"Then what about Baelfire?" Sophie said with a swallow, "That's not fair; she tricked him. I know she did! Now he runs the risk of interfering with something he can't and you know what that means-!"

"Look, there is no proof of that yet," Jenkins said impatiently, "Let Baelfire take care of his family and I will take care of ours."

Sophie still looked bother and Jenkins said, "Don't worry. I promise, I just have one more assignment and that's it. We can go back to our land and never worry about these people again."

Sophie looked indignant as Jenkins whispered softly, "Lisie will get out in one piece. You know what they say about Magesteria. She is the only person to have the knowledge of portal jumping between worlds, she'll be able to get back here."

"And if she doesn't?"

"Then Baelfire will come raise hell," Jenkins said tightly, "In ways this town has no idea he can do. He won't care what kind of rule he breaks."


The work room was dimly lit as the worker sawed the blacked wood with all his might. The window shades were closed, even though the outside was in the night. The candles were flickering, the coolness in the air challenging the little flames in a dance. The stone room held simple furniture and tools. Sweat was forming on his face, even though the room was cold. Impatiently wiping it away, he continued on like nothing had bothered him.

Until someone knocked heavily upon the door.

"Come in!" he said loudly, not taking his eyes off his work until he stopped. The door swung open to see Tzila standing there, looking friendly and kind. He nodded respectfully as she allowed the door to close behind her. She held out a glass of water saying, "You've been working hard all night again, Woodsman."

"I do what is necessary," Michael Tillman said, taking the glass, "Thank you."

"No thanks are needed," Tzila said softly, "How goes the project?"

"It goes well," Michael said, looking down at the burnt looking piece of wood, "It might actually go faster if I was able to use tools of this world."

"It would," Tzila said quietly, "However, Anti-Magic is of this world, most prominent control would be of electricity. Using electronics of any sort would be unwise with her great control over Anti-Magic."

"Doesn't she use magic as well?" Michael asked, indicating towards the log. Tzila shook her head slightly as she said, "She can, but there is a catch to the very few that can use both Anti-Magic and Magic. The two cannot be used at the same time so there is a significant lag from when she can use one from the other. Especially if she's using one for long periods of time, it makes the lag even longer. We should be safe from her prying eyes for now."

"I see," Michael said softly and Tzila said, "Do not worry. Gretel and Hansel are safe with the group. Any injury Gretel might have had is long healed."

"What about Autumn?"

Tzila looked surprised as Michael stared at her intently. Pushing her hair back over her shoulder, Tzila said softly, "We still have not been able to find her… Alice is a very complicated person to locate. Her strengths keep her hidden from magic."

"I see," Michael said, turning his attention back to his work, "Tell me if you find her."

Tzila watched him curiously as he drank the water. Clasping her hands together, Tzila asked softly, "Why do you want to know? The child is of no relation to you."

"True, I've only met her on a couple occasions," Michael said, staring into his glass, "But my children are very fond of her; Gretel especially so. If she was important enough to them to jump through a portal, I want to make sure she's safe. If she's not, I want to know so I can help."

Tzila smiled warmly and said, "They are lucky to have such a noble father, to care so much for not only their physical safety but their emotional one as well. I will let you know of any changes."

The Mage of the Land of Shadows went to leave them room, her dark dress skirts rustling against the floor. Michael put down the cup and asked, "Was she important to you?"

Tzila looked back at Michael, who was watching her with a questioning stare. She tilted her head in confusion as he said, "Autumn. Was she important to you? I only ask because you seem to get protective at me asking her whereabouts. A little bit more protective than a fellow mage would be."

Swallowing, she didn't not allow anything in her outward appearance to change. However, her voice was soft and almost hurt as she said, "My Husband and I have no children…as Mages we have too many responsibilities to put a child at such risk. However…if you were to ask anyone from his world or mine, they would say we have one."

Michael held an understanding look as he said, "Then I hope for your sakes she is found."

Tzila smiled weakly, as if she didn't mean it, and said, "Let it be for her family's sake, not ours. Her heart does not belong to us."

"Perhaps," Michael said, picking up the saw and continuing his works, "But I think part of yours belongs to her."


"How much farther are we going to go?"

Kathryn looked back to see Regina walking down the slope, brushing through the long grass. The trees around them blocked the dim dawn, threatening to overtake the world. Granny stood farther ahead, holding out her crossbow. She glanced back at the two royals and said, stiffly, "Not too far, just far enough away from the stables for safety. We'll turn back as soon as dawn breaks. At that point, I don't think we'll be able to find this shadow."

Regina winced as her footing slipped slightly. Granny didn't seem to notice as she walked on ahead. Kathryn, however, stopped and waited for Regina to catch up. The queen seemed to make it to the bottom of the hill when Kathryn asked, "Are you okay?"

"As okay as ever I suppose," muttered Regina, sounding rather forlorn. Kathryn noticed it but didn't make any outward reaction. The two of them walked through the nature around them with some difficulty. Regina seemed troubled when she suddenly felt something snag her foot. Regina stumbled forward as Kathryn suddenly turned to see her fall. Kathryn rushed to her companion, helping her up and asking, "Are you sure you're alright Regina?"

"I-I'm sure," Regina stammered as Kathryn helped her to stand up straight. Kathryn brushed off Regina's shoulders gently, showing a genuine concern. Regina looked even more confused as she finally voiced the thoughts in her mind.

"Why did you invite me?"

"What?" Kathryn looked surprised as the woman before her. Regina shook her head slightly and said, "Even if you remembered who I am, we still were not on good terms. Why would you invite me to come along at all?"

"Well," Kathryn said softly, with that warm smile on her face that Regina had seen before, "I'd like to think that the friend I made so long ago is still somewhere inside."

Regina gaped, but didn't say another word. Kathryn merely smiled as she turned and walked through the bushes. Regina shut her mouth and swallowed. Continuing after Kathryn, Regina looked around with a frown. The air was rather still; the tree's around them silent. It unnerved her for some reason, it just didn't seem natural. Regina and Kathryn had caught up to Granny when the two of them were jerked forward, stumbling as a jet of wind flew past them. Granny looked up as she saw the briefest glimpse of the shadow going further into the forest. However, she did not get to watch it for long as a rustling in the bushes caught her eyes as well. The large blur shot into the woods, traveling at high speeds and low to the ground. Granny instinctively chased after it, shouting, "This way!"

"Granny!" Kathryn chased after her, Regina not too far behind. The three chased the creature out of the brush and into a clearer part of the forest. However the creature seemed too quick for them as Granny came to a slow. Panting slightly, Granny said, "I'm getting too old for this…"

Kathryn and Regina caught up and Regina asked, "What was that?!"

"I'm not sure," Granny said, with a heaving sigh, "But I bet you we shouldn't stay too long to find out."

Kathryn suddenly turned her head seeing something out of the corner of her eye. Looking to her right, she saw that the shadow was squatting on top of a pile of broken branches. It was watching them, looking relaxed. Granny and Regina saw what she was looking at, the former lifting her crossbow. Granny stepped closer, the two woman following her. Granny sniffed, allowing herself to be momentarily surprised. Lowering the cross bow a bit, Granny asked almost fearfully, "Who are you?"

The shadow suddenly looked over towards the horizon. It suddenly sprung off like a rabbit, rushing through the three of them. The two nobles held out their arms to keep balance while Granny was as rigid as a tree. Kathryn gasped as she felt a sensation running through her body. It was like electricity, but warm and gently. It flicked her nerves like butterfly kisses, soothing the fear of the unknown. Kathryn looked over at the two of them and asked with an ever so slight pitch at the end, "Did either of you feel that?"

"Yes, I did," Regina said as Granny suddenly lunged forward. She ran around the slight hill and out of sight. The two followed her, seeing that the branches had been shelter for someone sleeping there soundly. Granny dropped her cross bow and shook her saying, "Ruby! Ruby wake up!"

Kathryn gapped as she saw the young woman yawn and get up with the help of her grandmother. Red looked around with a dazed expression before jerking up straight. She whipped her head around as she said, "Where am I? How did I get here? You put me in that cage!"

"I'm not sure," Granny said, sounding worried, "We were hunting for the Jack Rabbit and we stumbled upon you."

Kathryn suddenly felt her cell phone buzz in her pocket. Regina watched her take it out as she said, "This is Kathryn Nolan speaking."

There was a silence and Kathryn started, "Yes, we're still in the woo-."

Kathryn stopped in mid-sentence, looking surprised. Granny and Red watched her as well as Kathryn said, "David, wait, that's not possible! We just saw-David? David!"

Kathryn sighed as she hung up the phone. Red looked panicked, obviously on edge as she spoke, "What? What's wrong?"

"David," Kathryn said softly, "He and Dr. Hopper were just attacked by the Jack Rabbit."

"But, but it was just here with us," Regina said, shaking her head with furrowed brows, "How could it have been that fast?"

"Well, it definitely seemed that fast," Granny said and Regina said, "Yes, but it didn't attack us. Why would it attack them and not us?"

"I'm not sure," Granny said frowning, obviously unnerved.

"In any case, we have a lot to discuss," Kathryn said, "He said we are to meet up with them at the library. That way no one will disturb us."

"Well, then let's head to the library," Regina said with a wave of her hand and Granny nodded. Red was staring at all of them with a distrusting expression, even though Kathryn had a feeling it wasn't directed at any of them. Red was following them away when a breeze tickled the back of her neck. Breathing in, Red suddenly looked back at the forest looking surprised. Kathryn noticed and asked, "Is something wrong?"

"No," Red said softly, looking suspicious, "It's nothing."


Letting a small groan grace her lips, Ava awoke to sleeping on a fur rug. Despite the warmth that it should have provided, Ava felt an unusual chill in the air. Where were they? This wasn't home…or her cell. As the events of earlier slowly began to play in her head, Ava felt a migraine come on full force. Her teeth chattering slightly, Ava buried herself further into the rug in attempts to fall asleep.

"Wake up, Sunshine!"

Ava yelped as she felt something very cold be thrown on top of her. Scrambling up, she found herself being accosted by a pair of boots. Ava scowled as Sage grinned down at her. Over his usual black garb, Sage wore a grey cloak that only went to his waist. Ava looked from the things he had thrown to his grin that made her angry as she snapped, "Was that entirely necessary?!"

"Of course, you've slept more than half the morning," Sage said cheerful, "Besides, we need to get going. Henry and Hansel are already up and ready to go!"

"What time is it?" Gretel mumbled, pulling the coat on in a hurry. It was think and a little big on her but fit her well enough.

"Probably the equivalent to seven o'clock," Sage said with a shrug, "Who knows, time doesn't work like that here. In fact in the core of Antic, time doesn't move at all. Everything's frozen so to speak."

Sage looked thoughtful for a minute at her, taking her in as she put on the boots. Tilting his head, he crossed his arms without his trademark smile. Ava felt him staring and felt her irritation return. Sitting up, Gretel glared at him and said with a brisk tone, "What are you staring at?"

"Nothing at all, Sunshine!" Sage said, his cheerful disposition returning, "Now come on! It's time for us to be heading out!"

Sage left, whistling low and steady. Gretel followed him out, looking like she could do well with giving a well aim smack. However, Sage had already started away from the little cabin and up the hill with Henry. Hansel, who had been leaning against the cabin, stood up and said, "Gretel! Are you okay?"

"I'm fine Hansel," Gretel said with a humph, "I'd be better if he'd be freezing too."

"He woke me up badly too," Hansel muttered, "But come on, we've been stuck inside the cabin long enough."

"How long?" Gretel asked, alarmed.

"A couple of days, equivalent," Hansel admitted and Gretel grabbed his arm, saying loudly, "Then let's not waste anymore time! Frost is certainly not going to wait to do whatever it is he's doing!"

"Ow, Gretel! Slow down!" whined Hansel but allowed his sister to yank him up the hill.

"So where are we heading?"

Sage looked back, seeing Henry follow him up the hill. Gretel and Hansel were not too far behind as they trudged up the slope. Everything was covered in white snow; the only path being set by the opening in the trees. The trees were unusually shaped, small in stature and inside of leaves hanging from them, thick branches curled in unusual ways. Henry clung to his thick coat, rubbing his arms as he made it to the top of the hill. Sage looked out behind him, pointing to the strange lights in the distance.

"We need to make it to the Main City of Antic," Sage said, cheerfully, "We'll need to gather more supplies before heading out to Jack's Castle."

"How long will it take?"

"As long as we can make it to the checkpoint at nightfall, it should only take us a couple of days," Sage said, as the twins made it up to them. Both looked slightly harassed as he said, "Stick close to me! I'd rather not waste any time searching about these woods. Especially when the ice wolves are out!"

"Ice wolves," Hansel said, swallowing nervously. Gretel charged down after Sage, a determined look on her face as she said, "What does he want with Alison?"

"Who? Jack?" Sage said, sounding thoughtful once more, "Who knows? It's not like he gave me Book one-o-one on his plans."

"Then how are we going to get Alison back?" Gretel demanded.

"Back, who says we need to get her back?" Sage said with a huff, "She's not with Jack to begin with!"

"What are you talking about?"

"Trust me, the other Mages have been able to figure out she's not with Jack," Sage said, sincerely, "Which is good for us, because we can accomplish our mission with a little bit more ease."

"You've talked to the Mages? Is she okay? Is she alive-?!"

"She's alive, Gretel, stop worrying," Sage said with a frustrating grin. He suddenly stopped and stepped into her personal space reaching out to tap her nose, "All we have to do… is find her."

Gretel blinked and Sage was back to walking away. Henry and Hansel finally caught up as Henry asked, "Are you okay?"

Gretel made a face and stomped her foot in frustration. Storming after Sage, Gretel shouted, "Slow down, would you?! I'm not done talking to you."

"He's getting under her skin," Hansel said gulping, "That's not good."

Henry looked back, seeing the cabin in the distance. Tilting his head, Henry wondered the story behind the cabin that he knew made Sage so tense. There was so much he didn't know about Sage, which made him on edge as well. However, he knew it was not a story for now and that it would reveal itself in time to come. Henry just smiled and said, "Don't worry too much. I have a feeling he gets under everyone's skin."


"Red, please sit down."

Red barely even looked at August as he watched her pace the room. He looked genuinely worried as he watched the woman before him panic. She had been like this ever since Granny had left and August was almost positive it was not going to get any better. August sighed and got up to walk over to her. Red almost flinched as August said, "Red, please-!"

"No! Stop telling me not to worry!" Red said, her voice quick and harsh, "I could have ripped someone to pieces last night for all we know!"

"Come on!" August said with a scowl, "I think by now we would have had report of a missing or dead person."

"Granny said she saw the Jack Rabbit hovering over me, sitting there," Red said with a dawning expression, "What if I hurt it? What if I made it mad and that's why it attack Charming-!?"

"Red!" August grabbed her shoulders and shook her gently, "Listen to yourself! You can't honestly believe you hurt it-!"

"Why else would it attack Charming?!" Red argued, tears glistening in her eyes, "The Hatter said it had a marvelous temper. What if it's getting back at me for attacking it!?"

"Red, then it would have gone after you with no mercy," August said, firmly, "I don't think it was angry with you or anyone else for that matter! Shadows don't communicate like we do; they need to either steal power from the original or be in the moonlight. It might just be trying to tell us something."

Red pulled away from him, letting out a disbelieving breath. She walked over to the window, rubbing her arms. August looked frustrated before letting out a long sigh. Shoving his hands into his pockets, August said softly, "If you are so worried about not being able to control the wolf… what if you found someone that could help you?"

"Who? Rumpelstiltskin?" Red said with a snort.

"The Wondercats."

Red froze, obviously surprised by his abrupt answer. Turning, she looked at him with her wide bright eyes as he stared at her calmly. She then said, "Wondercats… they're Werecats!"

"Yes, in a sense," August said, "If we can find where their den is, they may be able to help you."

"Gold has been looking for them. Maybe Belle can get him to help me find them!"

"Sofronia doesn't like Rumpelstiltskin," August said flatly, "So she'll make sure to pick an entrance somewhere he would never go."

"Will-Will they be willing to help me?" Red asked, a strange sense of hope filling her eyes. It was almost as if she didn't believe it to be true, something August could not understand. August leaned in towards her, Red leaning back in surprise. He was so close, she almost thought…shaking her head slightly, she looked down at the ground. August seemed to lean back but allowed himself to tilt her chin upwards. Allowing a cryptic smile to come across his face, August said, "Only if you are willing to help yourself."

"Truer words have never been spoken."

The two separated, looking towards the source of the noise. A woman was standing in the door way, her cat likes eyes watching them curiously. A grin played about her mouth as she said, "I mean, Mother's never been found of dogs but she's not one to turn away someone in need."

"Who-Who are you?" August asked frowning as Red tensed. The woman smiled as she said, "We've never been introduced."

"I know who you are, Felicity," Red growled, her eyes glaring at her, "What are you doing here?"

"Well, to be fair, you really don't know me," the woman said, "My real name is Elisabeth. As to what I'm doing here, I'm here under Alison's orders."

"Alison's?" Red asked, suspiciously.

"Yeah, the kid had a feeling you were going to have a rough time with the full moon," Elisabeth said, "She asked me to make sure that I help you through it."

"And why should I accept help from you!?" Red snapped, "Especially of all the crap you put Autumn through!"

"I don't have to explain that to you," Elisabeth said flatly, "The kid knows there were extenuating circumstances to that pig hurting us and that's all that matters."

"Alison did say that you had your reasons," August muttered, "But why should we trust you mean what you say?"

"Because," Elisabeth said, "I'm the only one who knows where Mother is hiding. Look, I'm not asking you to like me. But you can't control this power the way you are now. Do you really want to risk hurting someone?"

Red bit her lip, staring indignantly at Elisabeth. But she could tell she was wearing down, the fear becoming more apparent. Elisabeth watched her carefully as she said, "You don't have to trust me. Bring your friend over here if you want. But my mother has helped people like you before. If you want her help, meet me by the toll bridge before sundown."

Elisabeth saluted as she disappeared in a shimmer smoke saying, "Fairfarren, Wolfie."


"I'm telling you, it's a bad idea!"

Gold winced as Charming and Regina clashed. They were in the library, the light pouring into the windows. Leroy and Archie were standing behind Charming, who looked as livid as a bull. Kathryn stood behind Regina as Granny stood in the middle of the arguing duo. Gold sat behind the reception desk and Belle sat on the edge of the chair. Gold looked bored and annoyed as Belle looked nervous. Charming glared at her and said, "That thing attacked us with full force! We are trapping it and that's the end of it!"

"It barely scratched you," Regina snapped, "I'm telling you; it's not trying to hurt us. I've felt its energy, it's benevolent in nature."

"And what would you know of being benevolent?" Charming said, towering over her. Regina tightened her lips, her eyes going glassy. Kathryn finally pushed herself in front of Regina saying, "David, we all saw it. Regina's right. Its aura was pure and it didn't harm any of us. Please, I'm begging you; there is something more to this Jack Rabbit."

"I will not take the chance of it hurting anyone," Charming said, his voice slightly softer than before, "We can't take that chance!"

"May I interrupt?"

Everyone looked over to see Gold standing up. Belle looked up at him as he said calmly, "Why don't we compromise? Kathryn, Archie and Regina have till midnight to make the deal with the Jack Rabbit. If they haven't done so by then, we will use the box to capture it and use one of the Wonderland Roses to absorb the Anti-Magic inside it."

"Deal," Archie said, quickly before Kathryn and Regina could even agree, "Regina, Kathryn. Please come with me, we have no time to waste."

Kathryn looked at Regina, who gave a stiff nod. Kathryn followed Archie out, Regina following more slowly. She gave Charming a hurtful glare as she left, shutting the door with a snap. Charming crossed his arms as Leroy said, "So…how are we going to lure this shadow to the box?"

"Leave that to me," Gold said smoothly, "I will make sure it comes out. You go about your day like any other. After all, we still have appearances to keep up and today is rent day."

"Joy," Granny said sarcastically, "Come on, boys. I need your help with something."

Granny walked out with David and Leroy following her out of the library. Granny allowed concern to etch her features as she hurried along the sidewalk. Charming noticed her change in demeanor and asked, "What's wrong?"

"Ruby broke out of the freezer, Charming," Granny said with worry, "She's freaking out, I had August take her back to the Inn. She keeps thinking she did something and I can't get her to see reason."

"So what-what do you need from us?"

"I need you two to help me find somewhere to keep her once the night comes," Granny said, "It's the only way I can even get her to think about relax."

"Would a jail cell work?" Leroy asked, keeping up with their pace with little issue, "I'm sure I could whip up some chains that could hold her as well."

"Jail cell would work," Charming said, "But do you really think it's necessary?"

"No, I think she's letting the nerves get the better of her," Granny said, "But if it gets her to relax then I'm for it."

"I'm sure you would be!"

Charming froze, hearing the harsh voice fill his ears. Granny and Leroy spun around to see a man standing behind them. He was leaning against the building they had just past. Charming turned to see the man he once defeat standing tall and proud. The smug look made Charming temper flare right back into place as the dethroned King said, "After all, you're protecting that mutt."

"What do you want?" Leroy growled, advancing on King George. The man sneered and said, "I want a moment with your Prince. Alone."

"Get inside the station," Charming said firmly, moving in front of the other two, "I'm meet you there."

The two gave David a worried stare but he gave them a pointed one. The two left, leaving the two to talk. Charming walked closer as he said lowly, "What do you want?"

"So quick to the point," the man known as Eliot Spencer in this world, "What I want is simple. Another go, and now I have enough proof for people that you aren't fit to lead, Shepherd."

"Please, no one is this town would believe you," Charming said, "You'd be thrown in the asylum the moment you spout off anything magic."

"Watch yourself Charming," growled George, "You'll find that the Enchantress has more control over this town than you know."

"So you're working with that witch now," David said, towering in a frightening way, "Does evil never learn?"

"So says you," George said, with a scoff, "Unlike a certain queen, I have at least the backbone to go through with things. And I promise you, soon everyone will see you for what you are. A son of a Shepherd!"


"Are you sure you want to do this?"

Red was holding the cellphone to her ear as she waited on the bridge. She seemed edgy and impatient. The sun was setting low in the sky and it seem to make Red nervous. Sighing, Red said, "I don't really have a choice. Sofronia is the only one who can help me now and I really don't want to hurt anyone else."

"I don't think your giving yourself enough credit."

"I think you are giving me too much August," Red said, "I'll call you come the morning."

"Alright. Be safe."

Red hung up, pocketing the phone before looking around nervously. The air was cold, even with Jack Frost gone. Rubbing her hands together, Red sighed deeply.

"You came."

Red looked over her shoulder to see Elisabeth leaning on the bridge lazily. She was staring up at the sky, as if soaking up the remaining day time. Red frowned as Elisabeth continued to speak.

"I didn't think you would come. Especially alone."

"I'm not going to hurt anyone else," Red said shortly, "If you are lying to me-!"

"I'm not lying to you," Elisabeth said, rolling her eyes, "Come on, my mother is waiting."

Elisabeth lead Red through the forest, walking lazily as Red followed behind. Neither of them spoke as they made their way down the old path. Red looked around forest before watching Elisabeth. Clearing her throat, Red finally asked the question on her mind.

"August said that Alison said there were reasons that you did what you did?"

"There are," Elisabeth said shortly.

"What reasons were those?" Red asked, her voice curious, "If your one of the Wondercats, how did you get here to begin with? Why-?"

"Geezums, you ask a lot of questions," Elisabeth said impatiently. Red frown deepened, afraid that Elisabeth wasn't going to answer all her questions. A few moments of walking went by before Elisabeth spoke again.

"It was my job to protect Alison," Elisabeth said, "So I brought her hear in hopes to reunite her with her family. While we were waiting for the Savior to come wake everyone up is when Darren came into our lives. I didn't realize what a brute he was until it was too late."

"Why not just kick him to the curb?" Red asked, "Go to Sheriff Graham? Or even Emma once she got here-?"

Elisabeth whirled around, making Red stumble into her. Grabbing her hand, she pressed it to her chest where her heart would have been. Elisabeth's face was deadpanned as Red looked confused. There was no heart beat…none at all.

"The pig ripped out my heart," Elisabeth said roughly, "How he had the magic to do it, I was never able to figure out. But he did and he kept the kid and I prisoner. So no, I could not just get rid of him, no matter how much I wanted to."

Elisabeth let go of Red's hand and turned around walking down the hill. Red followed behind her as she asked, "You haven't been able to find it? Your heart, I mean."

"No," Elisabeth said, flatly, "I haven't."

The two walked down the hill as they came to a small clearing. There stood a door in the middle of nowhere, standing tall and proud. Red looked confused as Elisabeth said, "Here it is. The door to the Wondercat lair."

"A door in the middle of nowhere?" Red asked incredulously, "And your telling me no one has been able to find this?"

"Even if Gold or anyone had found it, no one could get it," Elisabeth said, "Only Alison can open the door from the outside. For everyone else, the door has to be open from the inside."

Elisabeth turned and said, "This is about as far as I can go. Knock three times to enter. Chess will take you the rest of the way."

"Wait, you're not coming?" Red asked baffled.

"I didn't think you'd be so concerned, Wolfie," Elisabeth said, teasingly before adding seriously, "I can't go in. Losing my heart and failing Alison was unacceptable in my Mother's eyes. Until I get it back, I can't return."

"That hardly seems fair!"

"It's the rules," Elisabeth said, patting her shoulder, "Don't worry about me. You just get the help you need. Fairfarren."

Elisabeth disappeared into glimmering smoke and Red sighed. Walking over to the door, Red hesitated before knocking three times. The door instantly flew open to reveal Chess.

"Oh, it's you!" he said, grinning, "Mother's been waiting for you. Come in."

Red walked into the lair, which consisted of a large platform. The ceiling was smooth, showing images of the approaching night sky. Most of the Wondercats were sleeping, either on the cushions or the hammocks. Sofronia was standing, lighting a lantern that was near the sleeping area. She glanced at Chess and Red with her catlike eyes.

"So you are the Moonchild."

Red blinked, swallowing as Sofronia stared at her intently. She walked towards them as Chess disappeared in a whirl of smoke. Red swallowed as Sofronia's eyes softened.

"There is nothing to be afraid of with me, Moonchild. A friend of my Kitten is a friend of mine."

Sofronia gestured to the cushions as she said, "Come sit."

Red did so, her stomach turning again and again. She sat on the cushions and did nothing but fidget. The night was coming upon them she could feel it. Tears threatened her eyes as she finally whispered.

"I can't do this."

Sofronia blinked, watching the woman before her fidget as she sat on the cushions. The sky ceiling was approaching night, the sky ridden with gold, orange, and deep purple. Stars had begun to make themselves known a short while ago. It was making the famous Red Riding Hood panic. Sofronia gave her a stern stare as she said with a low purr, "I beg to differ. You've done it before, Moonchild, and I know you can do it again."

"That was years ago," Red said with a swallow, "So many years ago. And there were more abandoned areas to ensure I didn't hurt anyone."

Sofronia pounced so fast that Red barely had time to breath. Sofronia had pounced, pinning her to the cushions. Red stared up into the Wondercat's eyes, watching the intent stare burn into her. Sofronia tightened her hands around her and said, "Stop treating yourself like an animal. You are a human that can be a wolf."

Sofronia pushed against her, allowing herself to get up. Red swallowed, watching Sofronia with a rigid stare. The Mother Cat watched her with the same intensity as she said, "There is pride in being who and what you are. You have the chance to experience our world and your world. You can see things many of your kind can't."

Red watched her with nervous eyes, filled with tears. Sofronia didn't advance again as she said, "Now rest, you will have a long night ahead of you."

"Momma."

Sofronia watched as Chess appeared in a swirl of smoke. Red flopped back on the pillows, shaking her head in disappointment. Sofronia paid her no heed as he son approached her saying, "I've looked for it everywhere, I can't find it."

"Where is she?"

"She disappeared shortly after leaving Red. I'm assuming she's with the shadow."

"Very well," Sofronia sighed, "Keep close to her, Cheshire."

"If you say so," Cheshire said with a sigh, "But I rather hate keeping a distance."

"Do as you're told," Sofronia said harshly, then added softly, "We can't afford anymore mistakes."

Chess disappeared and Sofronia looked back towards Red. The young woman was now looking at her with a confused stare as the Mother Cat approached her. Sitting down beside her, the Wondercat heard her ask, "Who were you talking about? Are you talking about Elisabeth?"

"Hush now," Sofronia said, her voice demanding in nature, "And I will tell you the story."

Sofronia reached out to strong back Red's hair. Swallowing, Red found herself captivated by the woman's stare. She should have felt strange, should have pushed the hand away. But she found it comforting in a very queer way. As she stroked Red's dark hair, Red felt her eyes getting heavier and heavier. Sofronia looked calm, her eyes filled with nostalgia. Her voice became soft, making a shiver go down Red's spine.

"Long ago in a land of wonders, I had the delight of having one of my daughters become partner to the Mage before My Kitten. Her name was Elisabeth. She served the Mage well, following her into every battle, conquering battle after battle. It was a good time, a time of full joy. However, there came to be a time where one battle could not be fought. The Blue Caterpillar, Keeper of the Compendium, told our beloved Mage that it was not her battle fight. That the New Queen of Hearts must reign before our Beloved Wonderland could be saved. The Mage was forced to leave for your world and my daughter disappeared. I watched our Mage's town burn to nothing, and the Queen destroy all the life we held dear. I waited long for my daughter to return with our beloved Mage, but neither ever came back. Instead I found the New Mage in the arms of the Hatter, a child filled with the life we all craved. We had our champion once more."

Sofronia leaned down and kissed the now slumbering girl's forehead. She then whispered softly, "She chose you, Red Riding Hood. Be lucky to have such an honor."


"So what is it we are exactly looking for?" Regina asked, looking through the files.

Kathryn and Regina were sitting in Archie's office going through thick files of paperwork. There were many folders piled up on the tables, somewhat disorganized. Archie sat at the desk and said, "From what you've told me, the Jack Rabbit only reacted when Granny asked it a question. The Jack Rabbit did something similar with me when I asked who it was. I have a feeling that it was trying to tell me, so maybe it has something to do with these files… Perhaps one of these files has to do with discovering its identity."

"Well it seemed Emma and Graham were doing a lot of menial things this year," muttered Regina, "Lost dogs, public disputes,… you'd think people would know how to stop arguing without using their fists."

"So you think that the Jack Rabbit was trying to tell you something?" Kathryn asked and Archie said, "I believe so… it will be Wonderland related I'm sure. The problem is just getting through all these files."

"Without getting cross eyed," murmured Regina, rubbing her temple. Archie looked at her with genuine concern as he said, "I have pain medicine if you'd like."

"I think I will just have some water," Regina said with a sigh as she put down the file next to her. Reaching forward to pour herself a glass, Kathryn said with worry, "Deadline…How are we going to do all of this by midnight?!"

"That's the point," Regina said, "Gold doesn't want us to. He's annoyed with everyone interrupting him so he made an impossible goal for us so he could use the box to deal with it simply."

"Wonderful," Kathryn said sarcastically, lifting her hands up and down, "Absolutely wonderful!"

"We have to be quicker," Regina said, a sudden idea formulating in her head, "Cricket, keep looking through these, call us when you've found something. Kathryn come with me."

"What-Where are you going?" Archie asked as Regina shot up from her chair and grabbed her coat. Put it on with briskness, Regina said, "If it was trying to tell you something, then it must have left clues for us back in the clearing."

Kathryn looked from Archie to Regina. Scrambling up to get her own coat, Kathryn said, "How are we going to even get back there? We'll be searching for hours."

"Trust me, if it really was trying to tell us something, it will make sure we find it," Regina said, a strange determination filling her voice. Kathryn followed Regina out of the building into the nighttime area of Storybrooke. Hurrying along the streets, Regina walked in front with long strides and a firm look. Kathryn looked confused as she tried to keep up with the Queen. Regina was walking with her usual confidence when Kathryn asked suddenly, "Why are you helping us?"

Regina stopped and turned, looking at the woman behind her. Kathryn came to a stop near Regina and said, "You asked me why I invited you and I told you. Now I want to know honestly why you are helping us."

Regina stared at the princess with a strange expression. She then looked down before saying, "I've always been seen as the evil queen, always been feared, always ended up alone. For once, I just want to be the person Henry once called mommy."

"Have you lost your backbone, Regina?"

Both froze at the voice and spun around. The woman had appeared in the middle of the deserted street. Kathryn had never seen her before, but her terrifying, unsettling emptiness illuminating from the woman walking towards them. Kathryn swallowed, as she felt a strange sense of guilt well up in her. Her dress was one of a fashion long outdated even from their old world. The black dress drew in tightly just below her rib cage as the skirts pooled down to her feet gracefully. There were slits throughout the skirts that allowed her to move more swiftly. The woman walked calmly towards the two woman as Regina narrowed her eyes. She straightened up, looking more like the regal queen people remembered. Regina finally spoke, her voice in clipped tones, "No, just using it correctly. Unlike some, I don't always have a heart made of stone."

"Oh, was that a taunt Regina?" The Enchantress said, her voice calm, "You haven't even introduced me to the princess. I am the Enchantress, Princess Abigail."

"And what business do you have with us?" Kathryn said swiftly and the Enchantress let out a soft sigh and said, "So very quick to the point, as well. Very well, I am here to tell you that your plan is futile."

"I would not assume such things," Kathryn said, nobility in her voice, "You may have infected the Jack Rabbit, but I believe it will help us."

"Infected?" The Enchantress let out a loud laugh, "Who says I infected the darling little thing? The Jack Rabbit was born with Anti-Magic. I was hoping it would help me, but it seems that the little rabbit is letting her feelings get in the way. Not that it truly matters; as we speak George is heading with his little group of people to capture the shadow."

The phone rang in Regina's pocket as Regina unconsciously moved her hand towards it. The Enchantress however snapped her finger, making Regina snap backwards into the pile of boxes and wood. Kathryn scrambled over to her, getting on her knees to remove the debris off of the queen. Regina looked up, looking slightly more frightened as the Enchantress said, "Disgusting things…it's rude to pick that up during a conversation."

"And why are we having a conversation at all? Why are you here?" Regina asked rudely. Kathryn tried helping Regina up but Regina let out a quick groan. Kathryn looked up at the sorceress, who was towering over them. The Enchantress held a smirk that had no emotion to it as she said, "Because, my dear Evil Queen, I want to see you scramble pathetically as your plan gets swiftly destroyed."

"I don't think so."

The Enchantress was forced back as a rush of shadows charged her. The two women looked down the street to see the Mage of Shadows coming out of the shadows. She looked serious, dressed in a simple black dress, also looking before their time. The Enchantress shooed her shadows away and looked almost crossly at Tzila.

"How rude."

"No ruder than you," Tzila said smoothly, walking towards the women, "Be gone, Enchantress. There is nothing more you can do here."

There was a dark look in the guardians eyes, as she stared and the Mage before her. For once, the women could see emotion in her eyes as she turned and walked away saying, "Good luck, Mage, I look forward to seeing your next move."

Tzila looked sad as she whispered softly, "I'm sure you are…"

"Are you okay?"

Tzila looked to see Kathryn helping Regina to her feet. Regina steadied herself and said softly, "I'm fine… Just a little winded."

Regina finally met eyes with the Mage and held a looked of sincere gratefulness. She inclined her head and said, "Thank you… for saving us."

"Of course," Tzila said politely, "Someone who has been true of heart deserves such treatment."

"The Jack Rabbit," Kathryn said, stricken, "We need to find Charming before he uses the box."

"Box," Tzila said sharply, "What box?"

"Rumpelstiltskin gave Charming a box to capture the shadow," Kathryn said, quickly, "They gave us a time limit till midnight."

Tzila held a look of disappointment and annoyance as Kathryn begged, "Please, can't you just tell us who the Jack Rabbit is? At this point I really don't think it's going to care either way if we know."

Tzila let out a sigh and said, "The Jack Rabbit didn't want me to tell you, she was determined that you pass this test. Please understand that since I didn't remove the shadow, the Rabbit won't listen to me. We must stop Charming before he hurts that shadow. We are running out of time as it is."

"Wait a minute," Regina said suddenly, "It's a she?"

A howl made the three of them freeze on the spot, both Kathryn and Regina exchanging frightened looks. The wind picked up around them as Tzila looked up into the sky.

"You don't think…" Kathryn said, slowly.

"I do," Regina said stricken, "She's out."


"There it is!"

The Jack Rabbit jumped from wall to wall in the single roadway as electricity shot at it, burning through the thickness of the wall. The wolf bellow snarled, scaring the people enough to back away. George looked thunderous and arrogant as he lowered his hand. The mob was behind him, as small as it was, looking very angry and fearful. The King turned around and said, "This is what your prince has been hiding from you! The fact he is still dealing in the shadows, leaving you in the dark, shows he cannot rule you! But I can! Help me defeat this thing and capture the rabbit; I promise you the reward will be great!"

"Don't believe him!"

George felt an arrow zoom past his head and into the fence. He looked back to see Charming, Granny and the dwarves pushing through the crowd. Granny and the dwarves separated the crowd from the wolf as Charming looked thunderous. He held onto the box as he stood up in front of the crowd saying, "This man is working for the Enchantress, an evil sorceress that has used Anti-Magic to trap us all here! He'd rather sooner have you all completely under her control than be your King! I will get us home, we all will get home. Killing Red is not going to do that, so don't let this tyrant scare you."

"I've heard enough," George scowled, "Are you going to let this man trick you into thinking this monster won't slaughter everyone of us!?"

"Because I can prove it!" David said, "She's not going to hurt anybody, she's just scared!"

Charming then turned around, looking towards Red. The wolf growled, her hair standing on end. David approached her and said, "Ruby, Ruby it's me. It's David. Please, please, we need to capture that shadow. We need to get home."

The wolf snarled, snapping her jaws at him, making him stumble back. The crowd cried in fright as the back away unconsciously. David looked surprised and worried and he said, "I don't want to hurt it! I need it, Ruby!"

"Then prove it!"

David looked back to see someone pushing through the crowd. There stood Jiminy Cricket, looking out of breath and his looked was desperate. Charming watched his advisor breathing in heavy as he said, "Put down the box."

"Archie-!"

"Put down the box!" Archie said, overriding his voice, "And request an audience with the Jack Rabbit."

David looked hesitant but Archie looked determined. Relenting, Charming put down the box slowly as he turned back to the wolf. She growled, her hair standing on end still and her body very stiff. David swallowed and said, "Ruby… Ruby it's me. You know me. Please…"

The wolf was growling as David outstretched his hand. Regina and Kathryn pushed their way through the crowd as Tzila came following at a slower pace. The wolf slowly but surely became more relaxed as it stopped barring her teeth. Her ears rose slightly as she sat down. She pressed her head into his hand and David relaxed.

"Enough of this nonsense!"

David whipped his head around as a shot was sounded. People scream and scattered as Anti-Magic began to form around him. The dwarves were blasted back and Granny's bow broke, causing it to fire off and hitting the floor. Red lunged over David and shot towards the crazed ruler, only to have herself blasted into the wall. The King looked madly at the Prince and he said lowly, "Goodbye Shepherd."

The shot resounded but David felt something lunge in front of his head. He hit the concrete and he heard a feline yelp. It stumbled down, it's long body stretched out. It looked like a large panther, with grey and brown hair on its body. A pool of blood began to form underneath as hit began to heave in breaths. David began to move towards it to see what it was. However there was a growl behind him as something rushed past him once more. He saw the shadow punch the King right in the gut, knocking him backwards. He flew to the ground rolling against him. As he tried to stand up, he suddenly found his hands getting absorbed by darkness. He yanked, he pulled, but he soon found himself behind dragged into a dark hole. Those left were silent with shock as Tzila snapped her hands outwards, allowing the dark hole to close up. Everyone's jaw was dropped as Tzila grabbed her skirts and ran over the Wondercat. Charming was suddenly pushed out of the way as Chess leaped to the Wondercat's side. He shouted something foreign, in a language only a few could understand. He was pressing his hand on the wound, trying to stop the bleeding. The cat transformed, revealing the woman Charming recognized as Felicity.

"Elsie," Chess choked, his eyes wildly distraught.

"Chessy," Elisabeth teased, her voice cracking, "Your human side is showing…"

"Please, hold on," Chesshire said, "MOMMA!"

Sofronia leaped down, landing on her feet softly. Sofronia came to his side and watched her daughter sadly. Elisabeth actually had tears come to her eyes as she said, "I'm sorry, Mother. I wasn't quick enough."

"You were plenty quick," Sofronia said softly, "You've done well protecting her. Now sleep…"

The light in Elisabeth's eyes died as her body began to disintegrate into dust. Chess was frozen, watching her disappear and his hands holding onto air. Sofronia pulled on him whispering softly. Tzila stopped by Charming, helping him up. He watched the scene before him and asked, "What happened? Why-?"

"King George just killed one of Sofronia's daughter, Elisabeth," Tzila said quietly, her voice chilling, "She was assigned to protect the people in this town by Alison."

"Ah hell…," Charming said and ran his hand through his hair. He suddenly saw something jump overhead and he looked at Tzila stricken. He then said urgently, "Mage of Shadows, please give me the lantern."

She shot him a sharp look and David said apologetically, "Look, I've already made one mistake. Please, please give me the chance to make this right."

Tzila gave him a suspicious look but she made the lantern appear. It was beautiful, the silver glowing in the street lights. There were strange markings along the bottom as the inside held a crystal looking orb that pulsed like a star. Charming took it carefully as Tzila said, "Take Kathryn with you, which is my only command."

"Thank you," Charming said, and turned towards the wolf. He then said, "Red, can you track it?"

The wolf barked and took off down the street. Charming and Kathryn took off down the street, leaving Regina to stand with the others. Tzila walked over as Regina watched the dwarves group closer to Granny. Regina watched her and Tzila said, "Regina, I need you for something. Come with me please?"

Regina nodded and walked away with the Mage, wondering what Kathryn was about to encounter.

Charming followed Red into the woods with Kathryn trailing behind. Kathryn slipped, stumbling as she tried to follow. Charming grabbed Kathryn's hand and helped her down the slope. Charming didn't look at her as they went but he did speak to her.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry I didn't believe you," Charming said, his voice clearly demonstrating that he was disappointed with himself, "I just-!"

"I understand, I do Charming," Kathryn said, following him, "You were just trying to do what you thought was right."

"I almost let that despot get the better of us," Charming said, "I almost let the Enchantress win. I'm sorry."

"Let's not worry about that," Kathryn said, panting slightly, "So what's the plan with the Rabbit?"

"You'll see," David said leading her through the brush. They came upon a clearing, where Red was sitting patiently in the middle. There was an old fallen tree in the middle, where the shadow was sitting. Charming approached the small figure and he knelt down. He held onto the lantern firmly and said, "I have come with a plea. My kingdom and kingdoms of others are trapped here, with the dwindling chance of returning. I am begging you for the sake of my people and my family for your help. Please, take this lantern into the Land of Shadows and make our land's shadows firm once more."

David bowed his head and said, "Please help us."

Kathryn watched the man kneeling before this shadow as it stood up and leaped down gracefully onto the grass. The wind began to blow, making the tree's dance and sing a soft happy tune. Kathryn looked up at the sky to see the clouds allow the moon to peek out. Kathryn suddenly heard a soft laughter fill her ears, one that made tears come to her eyes. Charming didn't even dare raise his head until, Kathryn pulled on his arm saying, "Charming. Charming! Look!"

Charming looked up, only for his jaw to drop. There she stood, her long hair draped down to her lower back like a curtain. Her eyes were bright, her smile soft and shy. She was tall, even though she was smaller than them. Charming slowly stood up, holding the lantern tightly. Kathryn finally let go of Charming to take a few steps towards the shadow saying, "Alice… Alice!"

The shadow suddenly took a step back and shook her head. Kathryn froze, confusion entering her features. Charming had a sudden dawning expression on his face as he said with a stronger voice, "No…Autumn."

A warmer smile broke out on the child's face as she did a small curtsy. Kathryn's mouth opened, staring between Charming and the shadow child. Trembling, Kathryn asked with a broken voice, "How is that possible?"

"It was the only way," Charming said slowly, "It was the only way to keep you alive…wasn't it?"

The shadow nodded and said softly, her voice echoing, "It was the only way…I need them…"

"Need what?" Kathryn said, confused.

"Memories," she said softly, "Alice, Alison, Lisie, we are all intwined. It is part of my being, part of who I am. Just like you and the rest of this town…I am both."

"Then can you help us?" Charming asked hopefully. The shadow nodded and reached out her delicate hand to take the lantern. Charming reached out, allowing the shadow to take it. She suddenly reached out to touch Charming's arm. He looked down in surprise and she said before disappearing in a shimmer of lights, "Be careful, Prince David. Your test is not quite done."


"May she always run beneath the pale moon light."

Sofronia stopped, hovering over a headstone with only a symbol upon it. They were in the forest, the sunlight pouring in. Red walked towards the Mother Cat, who still did not turn to look at the wolf. Red watched her sadly as Sofronia said softly, "She will…her spirit will chase the sprites forever…"

Red watched the woman stand straight as ever, but never seeing her face. Red watched her a moment and asked, "How did she get here? How did she know that Alison would be the next Mage-?"

"I do not know," Sofronia said softly, "I'm afraid that's a story that vanished with her body."

"Why did she disappear like that?"

Sofronia sighed and said, "It is what happens when a piece of a wondercat is missing. Someone had ripped out her heart. For a Wondercat there is a fate no worse than being forced to submit to a person's simple will. She would have never forgiven us for letting it happen and I would never forgiven her heart for being so tamed… So her body disintegrated so that no one could force her to live, even in death."

Red made a face, obviously not quite agreeing with the woman's logic. However all thoughts flew out the window when she saw Sofronia turning around, holding a fabric in her hand.

"You!" Red said breathlessly, "You had it!"

Sofronia only blinked as she threw the beautiful red cloak over the younger woman before her. She tied it around Red's neck as the woman stammered over words that most couldn't begin to understand. Sofronia stopped her, a finger on her lips. The Mother Cat smiled wryly as she said, "I don't like its magic… but it's color does suit you Moonchild."

"But-But I don't understand," Red said upset, "You had it all this time, why not just give it to me?"

"Because my Kitten knew you didn't need it," Sofronia said simple, "And I agreed."

And with that and a kiss Red was left standing alone, the woman leaping up into the trees.


"Well, well, I must say it's a victory for you."

Tzila stood by a strange looking flower, not looking back to see her visitor. She really didn't need to. The chilling aura, that guilty pain this guest carried with her; it was much too obvious to Tzila on who it was. Gentle touching the flowers soft petals, Tzila whispered, "Never underestimate people acting for the good of others, Enchantress."

The Enchantress strode in and said stiffly, "I shall as long as they give me reason to. That Prince being one of them."

"Well, what did you expect?" Tzila said with a bite in her tone. She looked at the Guardian behind her and said, "You took his family."

"Piper took his family," The Enchantress said shortly and Tzila said, "Don't act coy. Piper was working for Jack and Jack is working with you."

"Depends on what you mean by 'working with'," The Enchantress said with a roll of her eyes, "Such a little brat."

"Regardless," Tzila said, advancing on the woman with a towering stance, "We will fix this. Alice will return and your plan will fail."

"So it's still about that child, is it?" the Enchantress said, her voice slightly mocking, "Such a shame... do you really even think that child loves you after what happened in the Isle."

"Don't try and turn this on me," Tzila said firmly, her towering nature never failing, "We will bring them back, we will win this and when we do I promise I will force your tongue to tell me what you've done with father!"

"What I've done?!" The Enchantress said, her voice obviously greatly offended, "You ignorant girl, I've done nothing!"

"Don't lie to me!" Tzila snapped, her hand thrown out. The Enchantress disappeared in a shimmer as the shadowy flame hit the wall. Tzila closed her hand, her jaw set hard. Straightening herself back up, she smoothed out her dress and murmured, "I will find him…"


"Has the Queen been out of the room yet?"

The old adviser looked from his chair at the King who sat at his throne. The throne room was lit by nothing more than the lights from the flowers. The old adviser sighed and said, "No, my King. She still is with the child even now."

"Has the child's condition improved?"

"She remains the same my lord," the old man said gravely, "Hasn't even stirred."

The King sighed and said with a deep voice, "I see…"

"My King? May I speak freely?"

"Of course, old friend," the King said and the adviser stood up. He walked closer to the King and said, "I understand the Queen means well, but you cannot possibly think that child is the Hero. That child disappeared a long time ago; most believe her to be dead."

"I cannot say," the King said firmly, "If she is who my wife think she is. Regardless, we shall not leave anyone out in the cold. It is clear she is not from this world and doesn't take the magic here well."

"Hurry, hurry up with that warm water!"

The King and the adviser heard the commotion outside the chamber. The King stood and the adviser said, "What in the world is all that commotion?"

The King strode to the door to see servants running by. The King followed them, his brows furrowed as his thick cloak swished along the floor. He followed them down the corridor to a room where there was a crowd. The adviser caught up and said loudly, "Make way for King Hannz. Move quickly!"

The servants parted quickly for the man, bowing deeply. The man quickly entered the room, having a few more people bow. One paid him no heed as she pressed the warm cloth to the conscious child. This person was the Queen, helping to child remain in a sitting position. She shushed the groaning child, who looked to be in a great deal of pain. King Hannz came closer as the woman suddenly looked up at him. Her kind face made her look young, genuine concern etched on her face. He was soon at his wife side, pressing a drink to the child's lips saying, "Here…drink this child."

The girl drank it greedily, swallowing the warm drink quickly. The King watched her intently as she pulled away from him, panting slightly. Her cheeks were pale, but she seemed more aware than she had before. The Queen said, "Child, are you alright? How bad is the pain?"

"My head, my body," the girl said, her eyes watering, "It's feels on fire."

"Get a doctor, quickly!" the Queen demanded as a few maids ran from the room.

"Child what is your name?" King Hannz asked swiftly, staring intently at her. The child coughed as she leaned against the Queen. She stared at the King for a while before answering quietly.

"Alice. My name is Alison Kinsleigh, Your Majesty."

~Storybook~

"My Lady, you wished to speak with me?"

Aislinn was staring out the window of her bedroom, a forlorn look upon her face. The female Cheshire Cat closed the door behind her, leaning against it with a curious look upon her face. She tilted her head curiously and watched the Mage's expression. Walking over to the Mage, she said with a unenthusiastic grin, "What, did you and the Hatter have a fight?"

"I have to leave, Chessy Cat," Aislinn said softly, not looking at her friend's face. The Cheshire cat froze and said kneeling by her, "So? There are days you have to leave."

"I mean forever," Aislinn said, "I'm leaving Wonderland forever."

This time when the Cheshire Cat froze, a look of horror was on her face. She grabbed Aislinns hands and said, viciously, "No! You cannot leave! What about the Queen of Hearts!? She's coming for us."

"I know," Aislinn said suddenly, "But it is no longer my time to fight."

"Why?" Elisabeth said forcefully, "Why is the time not for fighting?"

"Because, my beloved Cat," Aislinn said finally looking down at her, "The Compendium says so…"

The Cat's expression went from horrified to curiously upset as she said, "The Compendium… you went to see the Caterpillar?"

"He came to see me," Aislinn said, "And he showed me what must occur."

Aislinn looked out the window, down into the town. People were bustling attending to chores and dancing in the streets. A tear went down her face and she said, "This town will not stay standing… all the work I took care of will be for naught."

"No, no!" Elisabeth argued, her claw like hands grasping the woman's before hers, "We will defend them like we have always done, even if you are gone-!"

"No!" Aislinn suddenly boomed, causing the cat to jump, "No you will not!"

Aislinn suddenly swallowed and more tears fell down her face. She said, "You have a very important task, just as I do. You must go to a world, a world without magic and one with little sense. I will be going back to my love's home world to take care of one last thing before I leave my life behind…"

"Leave your life behind…" Elisabeth said, before she suddenly sniffed deeply and Aislinn bowed her head to look at her hands. The Cheshire Cat looked at her solemnly and said, "You're pregnant."

"A baby girl," Aislinn said with a weak smile, "My baby girl…"

"Congratulations," Elisabeth said softly. She shook her head as said with a hard tone, "Will my mother and sisters be safe? My Chess?"

"Your family will survive," Aislinn said, "Your brother will finally find his partner."

The Cheshire Cat nodded, her eyes softening at the thought. However she let out a purr before continuing.

"What is it in this world you need me to do?"

"There will be a Mage that replaces me," Aislinn said, seriously, "One that is destined to make a mark on our beloved land. Her story will go down for generations and across lands. You must help her return to a place called Storybrooke."

"Storybrooke…" Elisabeth repeated, "Curious and Curiouser."

"This Mage needs to find Storybrooke for her story to continue," Aislinn said softly, "She must be able grow, to show the madness in the wisdom."

"Who is this Mage?"

Aislinn smiled coyly, looking more like herself since the cat walked into the room. Holding the cat's hands with reassurance saying, "Her name is Alison Kinsleigh."

"Alison! Hurry up and get your coat on!"

The brisk tone in the director's voice made the young girl flinch. She was sitting on bed that held little warmth to it. The room was filled with beds, the windows big enough to let light in. Her hair was tangled, falling down just a few inches below her chin. Her dress was simple, a faded blue wool that went to her knees. The stockings looked worn as well, her boots looking just a little too big. Another girl in her teens glanced over at her before saying, "Come on. We shouldn't make the Grinch anymore mad."

Alison looked up and nodded slightly. She grabbed her coat off the bed post and put it on. Picking the book back up, Alison followed the girl downstairs. The director was waiting for them, ushering them outside. There was a large yard with a small playground. The teen ran off with a few other teens, leaving Alison by herself. She wandered over to a bench where she opened her book and began to read. She was kicking her legs when she heard an unfamiliar voice.

"Hey."

Alison glanced up to see a woman standing there with a smiling kindly down at her. Alison didn't say anything so the woman said, "Do you mind if I sit by you? I'm waiting for the bus and it's late…"

"Go ahead," Alison said softly, looking back down at her book. The woman sat down next to her and pulled a book out of her bag. She also began reading when Alison peered up at her again. Her hair was chin length and her eyes were surprisingly catlike. Alison then noticed the title of the book in her hand.

"Alice in Wonderland," Alison said curiously. The woman smiled nostalgic and said, "One of my favorites."

"How come?"

The woman grinned down at her and said, "It reminds me of home…"

"Oh," Alison said, quickly turning her head back down towards the book.

"So how come you read fairytales?"

Alison didn't look at her as she turned the page. She swallowed as she saw the title Rumpelstiltskin. Shaking her head, Alison said, "Because I love them."

"Good reason," the woman said looking back down at her book. Alison bit her lip, tapping her foot against the ground. The woman closed the book and looked down at the child. There was a sadness in this child, something that rather bothered the woman. Children should be full of laughter, joy, innocence. Leaning over slightly, she said, "My name is Felicity Doe."

The child didn't look at her as she traced the words on the page and said, "My name is Alison Kinsleigh."

"Alison! Come here!"

Alison suddenly jumped with book in hand and hurried away from the bench to one of the adults. Felicity's eyes were wide eyed as she watched the child talk with the grownup. Closing her mouth, she let a Cheshire Cat grin overtake her features and she said, "Let the game begin…"