A BAT IN STORYBROOKE:

Chapter 21

"Well, I must admit: I didn't expect you to foil my plan…partially. Oh well, the sooner I kill you, codfish, the better."

The group watched with a turmoil of emotions as Fidget took a few steps forward, dragging his sword in the process. Terrible, screeching sounds could be heard as the blade scratched on the wooden catwalk. By the time the Batrishan stepped on the mainland, a large portion of the catwalk broke apart and fell into the harbor.

"Where's my daughter?" Anubis asked angrily. His hounds growled at the mention of their missing sister.

"Did I ask for your interference?" Fidget snapped. Rumple, Belle, Emma, and Killian gasped in shock at the sight of Fidget talking back to a god. Anubis definetly did not like the way he was being lacked respect. He snapped his fingers and the hounds bounced at Fidget, preparing to attack him for insulting their fatherly master. Fidget barely arched an eyebrow in surprise as he let go of his scabbard. Then, with such speed, he used his free hand to slash at the hounds all at once…with only one strike! The hounds whimpered in pain as they fell to the ground and moved in pain as if a car hit them in the stomach.

"My children!" Anubis cried in despair as he rushed towards them and managed to heal their injuries with his magic. Shock filled his eyes as he watched the Batrishan move away from him and towards the human. "Any mortal who tries injuring my children would have perished on the spot! How did you manage to defeat the inevitable?"

"Why do you think I'm nicknamed He-Who-Stroke-Deals-With-Five-Immortals?" Fidget asked in a flat, sarcastic tone. "Ironic, isn't it? Striking deals with immortals and getting divine protection has guaranteed me invincibility."

"You won't get away with this!" Emma said as she started lunging towards the Batrishan. Before Killian could stop her, Fidget summoned a dark, magical blast of energy with his spared hand and used to send Emma flying towards a nearby hangar. The Savior screamed as pain filled her spine.

"EMMA!" Killian cried in despair. He started rushing towards his beloved, but he and the Golds got stuck in a large ring of black fire. Killian turned to see Fidget walking through the flames without getting one single burn.

"Tsk-tsk," Fidget shook his head disapprovingly. "Will you ever learn to take responsibility, codfish? Stop running away like a coward."

"Fitzgerald," Killian said gently. "Please listen to me, old friend…"

"Old friend?" Fidget's voice rose in anger. "Old friend? OLD FRIEND!? You broke my trust, killed the last remaining people I loved, wrecked my reputation, and handicapped me both physically and mentally!" He gave his peg leg a small tapping with his sword and pointed the blade towards his half-artificial wing. "My life was ruined for centuries and you take the leisure of calling me old friend when I finally come to give you payback? Your cowardice does precede you!"

"If you had just listened to me back then," Killian pleaded. "I swear, Fidget. None of this would have happened if you heard me out."

"I don't do pathetic words, codfish! Excuses will never get you out of the mess you created.! Only actions define your guilt!"

"For the hundredth time, Fitzgerald, and I'm honest about this, I never killed Isabella and Hernan!"

"You? Being honest? Then why did I see you standing above their corpses, with their bloods stained on your sword? Why did Pablo tell me that you planned to kill me in the name of your king?"

"It did not happen that way, Fitzgerald!"

"I'm fed up with your lies, Killian Jones!"

The Batrishan snapped his fingers. Emma and Belle found themselves in a large hourglass. Belle screamed at the sight of tar suddenly leaking on top of the women's head.

"Belle!" Rumple banged on the hourglass.

"Rumple! Help!" his wife screamed.

"Fitzgerald, let them go!" Killian said. "They had nothing to do with it!"

"Actually they do," Fidget gave an evil smirk. "I said I'd destroy you the same way you destroyed me: you killed Isabella, the one woman I loved the most, so I'll kill the woman you love. As for Rumplestiltskin's wife, she'll pay for the deal she and her husband broke: neutrality in exchange for not harming their grandson and their unborn child."

"But you broke your part of the deal! You threw Henry down a ravine!"

"Don't change the topic." The Batrishan snapped his fingers and a sword appeared in Killian's hands. "It's time to finish where we left off centuries ago!"