A BAT IN STORYBROOKE:
Chapter 17
"Emma! No! Look at me!" Killian cried, holding the love of his life in his arms. She was breathing rather unstably.
"Here. Let me." Anubis gently pushed Killian aside and held out his hand above the savior's wound. A golden glow with hieroglyphics appeared and, in a split second, the cut skin reattached itself together and the blood disappeared. Emma began breathing normally.
"I usually don't use my powers to heal mortals other than my wife," the god said as he removed his hand. "Luckily for you, the blade was neither poisoned nor did it reach Emma Swan deeply in the skin. It looks like Henry only wounded her in order to get her blood."
"But why would Henry want to hurt me?" Emma choked through small sobs. "I'm his mother…"
"No, love," Killian said. "Henry didn't hurt you. The one who somehow managed to rip out his heart and manipulated him was the one who hurt you."
In the cave
"Finally! The last ingredient!"
Fidget cried in victory as Henry gave him the dagger with Emma's Swan on it. They stood next to a cauldron above a flaming fire while Rosetta was whimpering in her cage. She had watched in terror as Fidget was assembling his ingredients (the skull's poison, Ruby's werewolf blood, and more)and tossing them in the cauldron's boiling black substance.
"Just what I needed," Fidget snickered as he held the dagger above the cauldron. "The blood of the person my enemy loves most." At the last words, he dropped the dagger in the cauldron. It fell with a small plop!
The nightmare began. Dark crimson smoke was coming out of the cauldron. Howls followed and echoed throughout the cave, making the children shiver. The Batrishan cackled as he held out his hands in the air, his wings spreading out in order to make him look like a rising angel of darkness. His eyes glowed with ominous colors of red and yellow and his bared fangs shone from the lights of hell.
"Ashiva, god of all. Give me thy power from above all," Fidget began chanting. A vortex of red eyes started appearing among the smoke. Henry's eyes widened in horror and Rosetta held on to the bars of her cage.
"Ashiva, god of all Batrishans. Bare me with your demons from Hell's end." Demonic, bat-like creatures began appearing and flying in circles above the cauldron. Fidget was smiling in evil glee as he pulled out an open, empty vial from his shirt and held it up in the air.
"Ashiva, god of justice. Send your forces to destroy my enemy and his vices!" Moaning, the demonic creatures flew in parades towards the opening of the vial and crowded themselves within its glass barrier. Once the spirits were all gathered inside the vial, a bat shaped cork appeared, closing the vial. The lights and smokes disappeared; Fidget's eyes stopped glowing as he victoriously looked at the vial in his hands.
"Perfect," he said. "We are close to the final stage of sweet revenge." With a flick of his hand, he opened Rosetta's cage. As soon as she got out of the cage, the Batrishan tucked the vial inside his shirt and grabbed the young demigod by the arm.
"Alright, you two! Let's go!" Fidget ordered, summoning Henry's heart in his hands while dragging Rosetta with the other towards a small opening in the cave.
"Not so hard!" Rosetta said. The Batrishan was squeezing her arm rather tightly and the pain was starting to make her cry.
"Your lucky that I'm not putting extra pressure in my grasp," Fidget snarled.
"But you're hurting me!"
"Believe me, I've experienced pain for centuries, and I doubt that the hospital getting a new patient with a broken arm is worth making a mountain out of a molehill."
"Where are you taking us?" Henry asked as the children forcefully followed the Batrishan.
"Somewhere where I learned the rough way that I should have never wasted my time serving common humans," Fidget said as they went through the pathway that led to the library's elevator. "A body of water where the villains lighten their loads."
Horror struck on Rosetta's face as she had a vision of what he meant: London, year 1897. A dirigible was flying above the Tower Bridge. Three people were aboard it: a man in a Victorian outfit steering the dirigible, a little girl looking down towards the earth in despair, and Fidget tiring from pedaling to much in order to increase the dirigible's speed.
'Professor, we need to lighten the load,' Fidget said, hoping on the deck. The man at the steering wheel gave him a dark smile.
'Oh, you want to lighten the load? Excellent idea!'
Fidget was snickering at the girl, meaning that he wanted to throw her overboard. But the professor saw things differently. Instead, he grabbed Fidget by his bat ears instead and tossed him overboard.
'NO! WAIT! I CAN'T FLYYYYYYYYYYYY!' Fidget screamed as he desperately tried to fly with his crippled wing without success and fell into the waters of the Thames River.
Back in the present, Rosetta struggled to free herself from Fidget's grasp.
"NO! You can't do that, Fidget! You can't kill Henry!" she screamed. The angry Batrishan managed to maintain her. Cursing under his teeth, Fidget snapped his fingers and the three of them were in the forest, at the edge of a ravine with watery rapids crowned with sharp rocks lurked underneath. The only difference was that, while Fidget and Rosetta were on the mainland, Henry was floating above the ravine.
"You promised you'd let us go when we were done helping you!" Henry shouted. "You lied!"
"Correction!" Fidget said loudly and firmly. He snapped his fingers and Henry's heart went straight back inside the boy's chest, allowing him to hear his heartbeats. "I promised the little girl on the River Styx that I'd let her go back to her normal life, but I didn't promise you anything!"
"But what would my death mean to your revenge anyway?" Henry shouted, fearing his certain death.
"The codfish didn't just kill my love. He killed my father, the only family I had left. He destroyed my happiness and led my kingdom towards its end! I kill you and your mother, his beloved, and I destroy his loved ones as well, thus ruining his happiness. And when my demonic army spread chaos throughout Storybrooke, the codfish will be framed, excluded. He will relive the same pain that I suffered, only he'll die!"
"But that won't change anything! He's been through that kind of pain already! He knows what it's like to lose everything, especially those he loved! He lost his brother and his lover, my grandmother! He knows how you feel!"
"He doesn't! Because his suffering didn't start WITH THE DESTRUCTION OF A FRIENDSHIP THAT WAS SUPPOSED TO LAST FOREVER!"
At those last words, he snapped his fingers. Rosetta screamed as Henry fell into the ravine.