I do not own Once Upon a Time.

So I had a ton of fun writing this chapter. Everything has been leading to this, Amelia's big secret. Enjoy. And it did not come out of left field. I have been dropping hints along. This will make her more awesome, or dangerous. You be the judge.

Emma and Regina returned to Storybrooke two days later, with Lily in tow. The young woman didn't really like look Maleficent, she had much darker hair and better fashion sense. And she didn't look happy to meet her mother. Maybe she was just overwhelmed. Maleficent was the Mistress of all Evil. There was a short reunion, one that everyone who had gathered to greet Emma and Regina left them alone.

"How was Henry?" Emma asked Amelia and Neal.

"He was good; he had him over for dinner last night and made sure he got to school on time. All of his homework is done too." Amelia assured her. She felt like a real mother. "And we had Killian over for dinner the night before."

"Amelia suggested a double date." Neal said.

Emma looked relived. "Maybe, when all this calms down. Actually, the sooner the better. I still need distance from my parents."

And Emma was still on that band wagon. Maybe she just needed a good knock in the head. As much as Amelia did not agree with Mary Margaret and David lying to their daughter and putting an innocent in danger, they were still her parents. And maybe parents did crazy things to insure their child's safety.

The author was still in the cabin in the woods. Gold hadn't tried to get him, yet. David and Mary Margaret had been over there often, trying to get answers about everything from him. But he was silent. If Amelia could get her hands on him, he would sing.

Regina had found out that Gold needed not only the author, but Emma's blood to charge a magical pen to change the direction of his life.

Maleficent and Lily finally had their bonding moment, after Lily turned into a dragon. Maleficent had asked for help from Mary Margaret and David. They had experience dealing with a daughter who did not trust them.

Emma came to her parents' rescue after Mary Margaret was hurt. Emma finally forgave them. Now both families were fixed.

But it seemed that Gold stopped at nothing to get what he wanted. He finally showed up in the middle of town. Maleficent and Lily were off bonding so defending the town was just the usual group of people: Emma, Killian, Regina, Robin, Mary Margaret, David, Amelia and Neal.

Gold didn't say much, which was a first for him. He just started throwing fireballs around. "I know you're hiding the author from me, dearies. I don't need the author for long, just long enough to change everything." He threw a ball of magic at a building, reducing a wall to a pile of rubble. And magically, the only ones who could stand up against Gold were Emma and Regina.

It was hardly a fair fight. Emma and Regina were light magic users, well Regina was today anyway. And Gold was just a powerful hungry crazy person. Someone had to get up or down to his level.

Amelia found herself, for lack of a better word, hiding between two buildings with everyone else. Piles of buildings were falling around them.

"David, we have to do something to help them!" Mary Margret yelled. David nodded and made a move to get back into the street but he was propelled back.

"Unless any of you suddenly have magic, Swan and Regina are on their own." Killian addressed the worried group.

Amelia closed her eyes and just focused. "I got this." She said quietly and suddenly felt all eyes on her. Amelia took her hand out of Neal's and pushed herself off the brick wall behind her. "I said I got this." She opened her eyes, instead of the normal brown, they were yellow. A ball of wind appeared in the palm of her hand.

What was there for anyone to say? Mary Margret, David, Killian, Robin and Neal were staring at her speechless, but she could tell a million things were running through their minds. Starting with: "What the hell was going on with Amelia?"

Amelia shot them a crooked smile before casually strolling into the street, right into the heat of the battle.

Mary Margaret turned to Neal, one question in her eyes.

"No, I had no idea." He answered and then looked out in the direction that Amelia walked. All he knew for sure was that his father was in deep trouble.

Regina and Emma thought they were doing well enough. But the tide turned when Gold was blasted off his feet by a force that came from behind them. They turned to see Amelia walking towards them, a ball of energy spiraling between her hands.

"You girls might want to take a step back. Let the grownups play." Amelia told them. Her voice was almost the same; there was a slight edge to it now. Regina and Emma were too shocked to do anything besides listen to the resident librarian.

Gold slowly got to his feet and just stared shocked at his future daughter in law.

"The last person you expected to see, isn't it?" Amelia asked cruelly. She was completely ready to let her emotions take hold of her. "I heard you're dying. Sadly, for you, I don't have any good form about fighting an invalid." She threw another blast of air at him, this time he stayed on his feet, just barely.

"You know; this is not how I imagined revealing myself. I had planned on doing it slow and small." She caught sight of herself in a store window. Pink top under a white leather jacket and purple pants. She crinkled her nose in disgust. "And I certainly did not plan on wearing this." Her hand moved in a spiral in front of her, a form appeared, then she threw it over her head.

Now her entire persona changed. Amelia's red hair had a tighter curl; her eyes stayed yellow and were heavily lined with black. Her light and airy outfit was replaced completely. It was all black with touches of bronze, the top was sleeveless and short, showing off all the hours she put in at the gym. Her skirt reached her ankles while the slits reached well above her knees, revealing the mile-high heels on the boots.

Amelia gave her reflection the once over. "Much better." She smiled then turned back to Gold. "Now where were we?"

He didn't answer, there was fear in his eyes. He attempted to throw a fire ball at her.

She blocked it, sending it harmlessly away. "Tut tut. Was that really wise? This is ancient magic you're dealing with now." Deal, she made herself chuckle.

"So you're the one with the ancient magic?" He didn't even bother attempting to hide the panic in his voice.

"In the flesh." She gave him a mock bow. A yellow cloud of smoke appeared in her hand. "Impressive, right? What do you think of my abilities? I have more power in my little finger than you do in your entire body. Do you have any idea how amazing this feels?" Amelia got almost giggly. "I understand you better now, Dark One." She rarely used his title. "Having all this power in the palm of your hand. It's exhilarating. Now I know why you didn't want to give it up. I haven't felt this powerful in so long." And she never stopped throwing bursts of wind at him.

Gold now breathing heavy, her attacks were catching up to him. "Miss Hunter, take it easy. We can talk this out. I thought we were on good terms." He tried to reason with her.

"Good terms?!" She didn't yell but the venom in her voice was enough. "You have an odd definition of good terms." She made ball of electricity appeared in her hand. She stared at it, fascinated then she threw it at Gold. He attempted to block it, but couldn't. He fell to the ground.

"Did you fall down? Here, let me help you up." Amelia said throwing him into the air. He wasn't up there long before he came crashing down to the ground like a rag doll. "You saved me from death all those years ago for a reason. Now are you asking yourself if it was a good idea? Was I worth saving?"

Maybe he could try a different approach, one that wouldn't get him killed or worse. Maybe if he threw her own words back at her. "You had better be careful, Miss Hunter, playing with fire and all. You might get burned."

But that only spurred her on further. "Darling, I can't get burned when I'm the flame." She said, a cruel smile growing on her face. Now she was done playing nice. A fire ball appeared in her hand and she flung it art him, closely followed by another and another and another. And the language coming out of her mouth changed. Something other worldly and very angry. She knew her friends were still hiding behind the building didn't understand a word. There was a slight chance Gold did but Amelia didn't care. She just needed to get out the anger and frustration even if it was in an ancient language.

She stopped her attack. Gold was bleeding, good she hurt him. "Now, go back and rethink your plan with this new me in the mix." Amelia told him. For once, he listened to her and disappeared in a cloud of purple smoke.

Amelia closed her eyes, that took a lot out of her. She strove to regulate her breathing and readjust her eyes. She hadn't felt that alive in years. Oh, she missed being able to do all of this. A smile crossed her face.

Then she felt the tiniest touch on her arm. She opened her eyes to meet Neal's wide eyes. He was speechless and a little impressive.

"So, we need to talk." Amelia carefully began. She knew the conversation was coming and that Neal wouldn't be the only one there.

"You think?" He asked. "This is the rainy day?" He sounded hopeful.

She shook her head. "No, this is just the tip of the iceberg."

Now the rest of the group was in the street, just staring at her.

"That was very impressive, Miss Hunter. Where does a bounty hunter learn skills like that?" Regina asked, trying to hide the shock and fear in her voice.

Before Amelia was able to answer, the apprentice himself came into the scene. And he was furious. "What did I tell you? You were not, under any circumstances, to reveal yourself to the Dark One! Or anyone!" He yelled at her.

"He was going to harm my home and my family. No one does that. I handled him well enough. Besides, he of all people should know not to mess with my family. Plus, he had long time coming." Amelia scoffed.

The apprentice huffed, she sounded so final. Her power did not put her above anyone. She had to be reminded of that important fact.

"We should get off the street…" Mary Margret said, looking around.

"The loft?" Amelia asked and the school teacher nodded. Amelia flicked her hand, surrounding the group in a cloud of yellow smoke. They reappeared in the middle of Mary Margret and David's living room.

Everyone looked over at Amelia, the bounty hunter turned… sorceress?

OMG! She had magic!

Amelia will explain… well not everything but enough to get people off her back for a little while in the net chapter.

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