Chapter 15

Killian's pov

"Bad news, sister." The insufferable dwarf, Grumpy, said to Emma, stopping right in front of us. Generally, when this dwarf has to deliver any news in particular, the first thought that comes to mind is Bloody hell. This time was no different.

"Word has it that the Wicked Witch is on her way to Storybrooke as we speak, bringing a whole army of flying monkeys. I can only imagine that the wicked bitch is out for her revenge." Emma gulped as he said this, probably knowing that the whole town would end up relying on her as the Sheriff and Savior to rid the town of Zelena when she comes.

"She's gonna kill us all." Emma said simply.

"I don't want to sound like your parents, love, but hope would probably be quite useful at this point in time. I mean, she could only be coming to get her baby."

"Yes, but none of us would let that happen, therefore needing to get through us before she gets to the baby. She will want to kill all of us, I'm sure of it. She is about as villainous as it gets, and that means that she will never stop trying to win against the heroes." Emma looked up into my eyes with her troubled ones, as if trying to search for an answer within mine.

"What I'm trying to get at is that you need to hope that we will win against her, and then the battle is half fought. Without any hope of winning, there is no chance that you will be able to rid her from the town. If it's answers that you want, I believe that the only way to win this is to beat her, not just with moral righteousness or whatever the hell your parents do, but with brute strength too. If she is bringing an army of damned flying beasts, then she clearly wants a fight, and we'll have to give her one." She nodded slightly, a touch of a smile forming on her lips; at least I managed to lift a bit of weight off of her shoulders.

"Okay, but we need to discuss this with the town. Or at least our family.

"So, why on earth are we here?" Regina asked, sat around her own table alongside Robin, the Charmings, Belle, and Emma and I.

"Zelena is on her way back here. For revenge." Emma said, silencing snatched words that had filled the room beforehand.

"The dwarf, Grumpy I believe, told us about it earlier. He said that the Wicked Witch is coming with a whole army of flying monkeys." I told the whole table.

"Well, can't Regina just open up a portal to Oz with that wand and send her off?" Mary Margaret asked, what a typical thing of her to say.

"It doesn't work like that. If we do, Zelena will keep coming back and back until she gets what she wants, which is her baby and all of us dead and buried, or until she's dead."

"Emma, no! You can't do that, we won't let you go back to the darkness." Her mother stood up, followed by her father. However, much they cared for this town, they did care about their daughter even more.

"Well are there any other options?" The Charmings sat down again, just looking at each other with worried glances.

"I think I know," Belle began, "Regina, you can open a portal to Oz, and Emma can combine her power with yours to make sure that Zelena can never return again. It's been done many times before, and it doesn't require any potions or anything like that."

"I don't know if I have that kind of power," Emma's voice was troubled, and she was clearly worried that she wouldn't be able to do it, and would fail the entire town.

"However sappy this sounds, my love, but I know you have the power inside of you to do pretty much bloody anything, so you just have to believe that you can, and it will sure as hell work. And I will stand by your side, telling you that you can do it if you need me to." I said to her, taking her hand in mine.

"Okay, barf." Regina wasn't impressed by my words of encouragement. "Enough lovey dovey shit, we have a battle strategy to create." Everybody immediately started talking over one another, trying to get their own ideas heard.

"Quiet, everyone!" I raised my voice a notch higher than everybody, causing them to suddenly freeze, "the witch will be mainly after Regina and Emma, since Emma (as the sheriff and savior) will be the first to stand in her way and Regina, well, that hardly needs explaining. I say that we stand at the front lines, guarding Regina and Emma while also being ready to fight the witch, and others who are willing to fight can bring up the rear, fending off flying beasts while we confront the witch."

"Who knew the lover boy pirate actually had brains?" Regina added.

"Don't forget I was a lieutenant of the king's navy once, and I do actually have some intelligence, believe it or not."

"I think Hook's plan is wonderful, but who will actually volunteer to fight against Zelena? I mean, she is almost as powerful as it gets." Mary Margaret asked, looking around the room for answers.

"My merry men will come and fight; their arrows fly true and never miss, they will easily take down the flying monkeys," Robin answered the Queen.

"Sounds like a plan. I will be at the station tonight, on standby in case we do get paid a surprise visit by Zelena. Make sure you are all prepared for an attack; our main priority is keeping the citizens of Storybrooke safe, and keep any children inside." Emma closed off the meeting, walking out of the room before anyone else.

I followed her out, worried about how stressed she is about all of this. "Swan, love, do not worry. We will do everything we possibly can to defeat the witch and bring peace to Storybrooke. I know that you can do this; you bested the witch easily in Camelot and you can sure as hell do it again." She wrapped her arms around my neck and embraced me, leaning her head on my shoulder.

"I wish I could be as sure of myself as you are of me."