A BAT IN STORYBROOKE:
Chapter 12
"What are we going to do, Rumple?" Belle asked nervously. It's been a while since Fidget threatened them at the pawnshop before he left and Rumple was pacing back in forth. Everything didn't make sense: for one, he didn't understand how Fidget the Bat got into Storybrooke while there was a magical barrier preventing any outsider to find the town line and for any insider to leave without the chance of never returning to the town at all. For two, he still didn't could comprehend how Fidget managed to learn magic and pull out Henry's heart despite the protection spell that Regina put in the boy's heart after their misadventure in Neverland.
"I don't know, Belle," Mr. Gold panicked. "If we don't do something, Henry and his friend will get hurt and everyone will blame us for not telling them the truth; if we do act, then the children will be in worse trouble."
"There has to be a way to help defeat Fidget without any consequence."
"Yes, but what?"
If the Golds weren't so busy with panic, they would have noticed that deep within Belle's womb, there was a fetus. And deep within the baby's mind was a gray void, with nothing much going on, only a few glowing orbs floating in midair. Some reflected darkness, which was what was the fetus heard from its mother's womb. But the rest of them were full of dialogues that the fetus heard ever since it began developing within the womb.
A slinking shadow lurked throughout the grey void in an eerie, slithering way, like a snaky eel lurking in the sea depths. It swirled around the orbs like a mass of slithering tar until it reached an orb that featured the Golds' last conversation about Fidget. Malicious curiosity caught the thing as it shaped monstrous hands and grabbed the floating orb. Its bony, gooey fingers toyed at the orb as red, demonic eyes appeared and an evil snicker was heard.
"This is the perfect opportunity to finally begin my villainy without my physical body even being born," it said with a feminine, yet sly voice full of malevolence and evil. "Soon, Storybrooke won't be able to prepare for what comes next. They won't even expect a lurking mastermind like me in the mind of what they think is a harmless newborn. Things will go according to plan, and the Batrishan's presence in Storybrooke is the perfect key for epic chaos."
The snicker grew into an evil laughter as it echoed throughout the grey void of the fetus' mind without the Golds even feeling or hearing its malevolent force.
