Descendants Chapter 18
Episode 10b
Lyra ran down the steps from outside the loft after talking with her grandparents. She went down mainstreet where she found her aunt in the middle of the street.
"Where's our stuff?" Lyra asked.
"Safe. Do you have what you need?" Lena asked.
"You mean what I took from my father?" Lyra asked.
Lena rolled her eyes. "Where is it?"
"When I knew we were going to get caught, I had to hide it. I panicked and hid it in the ocean. Buried at the bottom in the sand."
"Lyra!" Lena said.
"I panicked! Besides I know a way we can get it without having to scuba dive."
Lena shook her head and then lowered her shoulders.
"It's tomorrow," Lyra said.
Lena gave a small smile. "Then there's no time to waste."
The two girls stood side by side, shoulder to shoulder, adjacent arm extended out, hand open, and began chanting a spell simultaneously. "Omnipotens gladium meum et vocavi te mihi . O potens gladium , et vocavi te et in semine tuo." Which translated to "Oh almighty dagger, I summon thee to me. Oh all powerful dagger, I summon thee to your descendant."
Belle saw them first from her library. She gasped and ran outside to them. Mr. Gold saw her leave the library and led this shop to see what was going on. Ruby was next to noticed the girls chanting. She subtly left the diner. Regina and Robin were inside the diner having lunch together. Regina noticed a spell being cast and stood up. Killain had just come from around the corner.
"What are you two doing?" Ruby asked the two girls.
"Lyra?" Killian asked. "Please talk to us."
Belle looked at Mr. Gold. "Do you know what they're doing?" After hearing the girls chant the verse again, Belle looked at Lena and held her husband's hand.
August came around the corner. Killian showed up about the same time as David. Everyone kept a safe distance from Lyra and Lena.
From across the town, the dagger had come out of the ocean and flew overground. It spun as it moved about 15 feet above the street.
Lyra and Lena continued to chant as the dagger came closer to them.
Regina came out of the Diner with Robin right behind her. "Just what do to think you're doing!?" She shouted.
The two teenage girls looked at each other and back at the dagger coming closer to them.
"What is that?" David asked.
"The dagger," Killian said quietly.
The dagger seemed to move in slow motion as it was only ten feet away from the girls. Regina moved her arm like she would when making magic but Robin placed his hand on her arm and gave her the look. Ruby made Killian back up, who was getting loser to Lyra.
Finally the Dark One dagger landed in Lena's hand and Lyra placed her hand over Lena's with the dagger. They looked in their peripherals and knew they were surrounded. "Trust us," Lyra said. After she said that, the two girls poofed away with the dagger.
"Someone want to explain to me what the hell that was?" Robin asked.
"Dark magic," Regina said.
"No," Mr. Gold said, "That was powerful magic."
"She really is your daughter," Regina commented.
Mr. Gold glared quickly at her. "They were bringing the dagger to them-"
"Yes we all saw that," David said.
"How could they do that without dark magic?" Mary Margaret asked. "Is our granddaughter a villain?"
Mr. Gold adjusted his stance. "So quick to assume the worst. Those girls have a connection that no one else in any world can share. They were chanting it."
"Well we don't speak Latin," Ruby said.
"They are descendants of the dagger. One made from a dark one, one born from a dark one." Mr. Gold said.
Belle looked at him. "Are you going to tell them?"
"The dark one has never made a child or had a child, until now." Mr. Gold said.
"You're pregnant!?" Mary Margaret said to Belle.
Belle beamed, "I didn't want to announce it until we were sure, but seeing Lena, we know it's safe to tell others."
"And apparently, she's not the only one." Mr. Gold said.
"Emma," Mary Margaret said in disbelief.
Lyra and Lena appeared back at the well in the forest. Lyra grabbed the dagger and started making magic in the well. Lena took a step back from the well.
"Come on Lena," Lyra said. "I need your help."
Lena shook her head and backed away.
"Lena," Lyra said and then turned around. She saw her backing away and Lyra made a confused look. "What are you doing?"
"I can't help you do this," Lena said.
"What?" Lyra said. Her face turned serious.
"I don't you have entirely thought this through. If you bring her here, you'll be born here." Lena said.
"Exactly. And I'll get to grow up with my parents. And they'll love me the way they should. They'll look at me they way your parents do. And we can grow up together."
"Not that we'll remember it. When we get back, we won't have new memories. We have to remember this trip or else it's a paradox."
"I know that."
"Lyra, I don't think you realize what you'd be giving up. Your entire childhood. All your friends from that other world. You said you saved them. If you're not there, what will happen to them?"
"Ms. Coulter did all that stuff to find me. Now she'll never know me so she'll never do it."
"Are you sure about that? And what about Will Perry? He's not just your best friend, he's Hope's boyfriend. You can't take that away from her."
"Maybe that can work out in both of our favors." Lyra folded her arms.
"What are you talking about?" Lena asked.
Lyra took a step towards her. "Will and I haven't been as close since he came to the Enchanted Forest. And I know you were jealous of him being with Hope."
Lena had a guilty look on her face. "He makes her happy. I'm not going to take that away from her."
"She's dead!" Lyra shouted. "You need to deal with that."
"I came her to save her!"
"By committing murder!"
"I won't help you do this. To much will be changed by it. You don't know what this could do to the future." Lena said. She walked away from her.
Infuriated, Lyra shouted, "After everything I've done for you!"
Lena turned back. "You keep saying that but I don't know what are you talking about."
Lyra sighed, and told Lena the story...
Flahsback: In the Enchanted Forest, many years in the future, Lyra was sitting up in the tree, at the usual spot. She heard a noise from out in the woods, and stood up on the branch. She got down the tracked down the noisy creature. "Zak."
He was standing next to a few dead animals. Two sheep, a goat, and a fox. They weren't killed by an arrow. They were kissed in much darker way.
"Is that your dad's good goat?" Lyra asked.
"No. Not that you could tell the difference." Zak smirked.
Lyra looked at him and back at the animals. The other animals looked like they could just be sleeping but the goat was bleeding. "Are those animals alive?"
"What do you think?"
Lyra took a step back. "Why?"
"What? Are you going to turn me in?"
Lyra bit her lip. "Hope's been missing all day. Have you seen her?"
Zak laughed, "You can stop worrying about her. She's dead."
"Zak, what did you do?" Lyra asked. She tried to stop the water filling her eyes.
He walked up to her. "Do you know what Lena said to me? She called me a monster."
"You are if you killed Hope."
Zak hit his head with both of his hands. "Do you know what it's like to have everyone call you a monster? A villain? And outcast? I feel like everyone is just waiting for me to mess up. You know how Hope treated me?" He asked rhetorically.
Lyra backed up as tears filled her eyes.
"Every time when we would play together and something went wrong, I would get blamed. Hope trips. My fault. Hope breaks a lamp. She blames me. She even Roland and Henry to play along in this 'game.' Everyone blames me for everything that goes wrong. Things that I have no part of." he said.
Lyra backed up some more but he kept walking up to her.
"And I really did like Lena. And I hated Hope. I have so much anger inside, and I tried for sooo long not to give in. No one who understood that would talk to me, Except for Rumpelstiltskin. And his daughter was just so beautiful and warm – to everyone else apparently. Do you know what I'm talking about?"
Lyra shook her head.
"Yes you do. You have darkness in you too. You were born while your mom was the dark one. And you know what it's like to feel rejected by your own parent and to have your sibling prefer someone who isn't even related to them. Hope and Henry are closer that you and Henry. I really hate that man."
Lyra looked at him.
"You do to?" Zak laughed. "We can take him down. We can make a stand. We deserve better."
Lyra kept looking at him.
He put her arm around her shoulder. "Why didn't we do this sooner?" He stood in front of Lyra, smiling at her.
"Hope was one of my best friends. I'm not mad at her. She's one of the greatest people I've ever met." Lyra said. Her hand was noticably shaking. "I'm going back in time, so I guess it won't matter what I do here. "
He had a puzzled look on his face. "What are you talking about?"
"I can do this and not get in trouble for it. Because everything will change." Lyra said. She gained confidence in her voice.
"Do what?"
"This," Lyra called the dagger to her. It appeared in her hand and she quickly stabbed him in the heart.
Zak fell to the ground and Lyra watched. She took the dagger out and stabbed him in the stomach, "In case you don't have a heart!" She waited a few minutes for him to stop moving. She checked his breath, to be sure. He was dead.
Back in the present, as the well, Lena and Lyra were standing a few feet away from each other.
"You killed Zak?" Lena said.
"I did it for you." Lyra said.
"What do you mean? You hated him too." Lena said.
"Oh, but he was right. I do hate Henry. And I think we could have been friends."
"He killed Hope."
"You finally admitted it."
Lena shook her head. She looked down at the ground and gasped. "Hope is gone." She fell to her knees and did something she should have done a long time ago. Something that needed to be done. For the first time since Hope died, Lena cried. She held her elbows and cried and cried.
Lyra slowly approached her. "He really liked you and he just need help to control his darkness. Just like you do." Lyra said.
"What are you even talking ab-" Lena sniffled.
"Your heart! I've seen it remember? You have a dark spot. And it think it's grown since Hope died. Mel was scared of you. She said you went off on Zelena. And your sleeping cookies. I can't believe you made those." Lyra said.
Lena didn't say anything. She looked at her niece who was actually older than her. Lyra helped Lena stand up and then she wiped her tears away.
"We both have darkness within ourselves. This won't fix it..." Lyra said.
"..But we need to do it," Lena finished. She stood beside Lyra and they went beside the well. They both helped conjure up something. The bottom of the well was glowing a bright green color. Lena and Lyra both drew a drop of blood from her their finger by pricking themselves with the dagger. Once that happened, the color in the wall turned purple and a huge cloud came above them and the well. The cloud was spinning and making thunderous noises.
David and Killian showed up after the first bit of thunder. Ruby and August were right behind them.
"What are you doing!?" Killian asked over the thunder.
"Please talk to us," Ruby said.
Belle and Mr. Gold showed up at that moment. Regina poofed to the girls. Robin and the merri men had just arrived too. They had their bow and arrows out.
"Stop whatever it is you are doing or we will shot," Little John said. His men readied their arrows. Robin looked over to them. "No, we won't kill them."
"We have no idea what they're doing," Regina said. "For all we know they could be here to ruin the future."
"Regina, please," Lena said. Lena and Lyra's hands were over the well and an electrical surge was running from them. They were moving the cloud from over the well, to their right. "I'm doing this for you."
Lyra shook her head. Lena gave her a look that said, "I'm saving our asses."
The storm cloud made a lightning sound and seemed to strike down below it. Everyone ducked and shielded their eyes. The stayed down for a few seconds. It was quiet, so it seemed safe to take a peek. Regina was the first to look up, quickly followed by Mr. Gold, (who shielded his wife when the lightning came down, Killian, and Ruby. Everyone slowly stood up and looked at what the lightning made. It wasn't lightning at all. The cloud brought something down. It dropped someone down to Storybrooke. On one knee, wearing all black, hair a mess, head down, she slowly looked up. Everyone surrounding her looked at her in complete shock. The cloud was a portal. A very powerful portal. Kneeling before them was the Dark Swan.
*****Next week: the finale begins