HOTDCH2

~Emma's POV~

"Henry!" I screamed as my son disappeared. He had faded away into the air. His legs had become black and white as the darkness had taken over him. I hated that he had to go through this. I knew he was trying to stay strong and fight it, but he was just a teenager, and he wasn't strong enough. I had to get to Kamir's palace to save Henry before it was too late.

I dashed down the stairs into the kitchen, where I found my family, Hook, and Regina sipping coffee. "Where's Henry?" My mom asked.

"H-He disappeared..." I tried to explain.

Killian came to me. He hugged me and kept me safe. I wouldn't make it without him and my family. I sobbed as I sank into his arms.

My son was in danger, and I needed to save him.

"Killian...I need your help," I said as I broke our embrace.

"With what, love?" He spoke softly.

"Henry...he is the son of a previous Dark One. He has more power. He is known as the Heir of the Dark. He's locked in the old Heirs palace and the darkness is overpowering him as we speak. He's just a kid, and he's not strong enough for this."

"Anything for you," he said.

I explained my plan. I needed to talk to someone special-Rumplestiltskin.

We headed over to the pawn shop in silence, with Killian's arm around me, my parents leading the way, and Regina in the back.

My father opened the door and the bell jingled.

"Ahh...Emma Swan. You are here for information on your son's location, I presume?" his voice was heard throughout the shop.

"I...Um..." I looked down at my shoes.

"Yes," Regina said confidently.

We stepped into the shop. Gold hobbled over to us. He looked serious.

"If you want your son back, you will have to accept my deal. You-"

He was interrupted as an angry Belle stormed in. "No! No more deals! You will let them have the information they need! He is your grandson! Now, HELP THEM!" She smiled sarcastically, and walked out calmly.

"Well, then. Apparently that's my cue. An angry wife always wins." He tried to smile, as if we were old friends.

"Rumplestiltskin! Just tell me where my grandson is! No deals! No games! Just tell us," my father threatened him.

"You know what, I might see what happens if I tell you. It might be fun," Rumple giggled.

Ugh.

"Why, he's in the World of the Wizards." He walked to a display case, pulled out a book, and dusted it off. He slammed it on the glass. It automatically turned to the page about that world. With one swift move, I ripped the page out of the book and ran. I ran out the door, and to my apartment. I slammed the door and plopped on the couch, alone. I studied the page. The World of the Wizards was very dark, and very dangerous. It was a main producer of Dark Magic. It sounded just lovely. I couldn't believe my son was in the "most dangerous world, created by dark wizards".

About five minutes later, my family opened the door and sat down on the couch, winded.

"Well, you could've waited for us, love!" Killian joked.

"I got the page, didn't I?" There must've been some sort of anger in my voice, because he said, "No need to get upset! We'll find Henry and bring him back."

He pulled me into a hug, which comforted me. He was there through all of this. I was grateful for all of them. They went through so much for me. I loved them.

"Killian, Regina, I need you guys. We have to find him."

"What about us? We want to come too," My mom said.

"I can't have you guys get hurt! You have a baby to take care of! I'm not letting you get away from him! End of discussion," I said quickly.

"Okay, then," she replied, backing off.

"I guess it's settled. We're going to save Henry."

~Henry's POV~

It seemed like forever, just waiting in the throne for someone to save me. I couldn't sleep, and the darkness had crawled up my arms. It was only a matter of time before I would give in. I worried about my future. Negative thoughts clouded my head. I didn't know what world was in, how long I had been there, or if my family could come save me. Suddenly, I heard footsteps down the hall. I knew who it was. Kamir. "What do you want?" I called weakly.

"Enjoying your time?" This guy was like another Rumplestiltskin, but worse. He looked harmless, but once you became his prisoner, you won't be thinking lovely thoughts about him.

"Of course, because sitting in a throne forever with nothing to do but worry about where your life is going, getting no sleep, and hoping your family is okay but knowing that they probably aren't is enjoyable," I said, a little stronger. This guy made me mad.

"Alright, calm down now, Dark One. I don't want a thing. Just wanted to check up on you," he said with a glimmer in his eyes.

"Well, I'm fine, other than boredom."

"Okay, if you wouldn't like a glimpse to where your family is, then that's fine by me," he replied sneakily.

I could see my family? I had nothing to lose.

"Show me my family."

He appeared in front of me. He was holding a small, red gemstone.

"Look into the stone, and you will see your family," he said.

I peered into its glossy surface. Inside, I saw my family sitting in Granny's Diner laughing and sipping coffee. Regina, Emma, Killian, Snow, and David looked relieved.

"It's kind of quiet without him," Regina said, smiling. "He's a teenager now, and he's a lot to handle." She took a drink of her coffee.

"He's the Dark One, he can fend for himself. It's no big deal," my mom said. The Savior said that about her son. Wow. If she was the Savior, shouldn't she be, I don't know, saving? I was angry. Suddenly, the image was ripped out of my hand and Kamir left without a word. I heard more footsteps. "What do you want this time?" I said without even looking up.

"Henry?" My moms voice echoed across the great hall.

"Oh, look at that. The 'Savior' is here. Great." I said without enthusiasm.

~Emma's POV~

I consulted Rumplestiltskin one more time. We needed to open a portal to the World of the Wizards, and to do that, we needed something from the world. He said he would perform the spell because Belle 'gave him a change of heart', which probably meant threatening him.

He gave me a hint: The thing you hate most. After looking around, we came to Regina's vault. She used a spell to unlock the door and walked inside slowly. I shivered. It was cold in there. I trudged through the vault until I came to the room with the hearts she had ripped out of her enemies. I found it-I found Walsh's heart. That man broke me. I despised him. I hated that our relationship was all fake. I hated myself for loving him.

We brought it and its box to the shop. "Here you go," I said as I laid it on the display case where Rumplestiltskin was waiting. "Well, dearie," he said, "this will do. Follow me."

We headed out to the woods.

He pulled out a wand, long and jet black. He gestured for me to set the box down, so I did.

He waved the wand at the box, muttered some words under his breath, and pointed the wand at us. "Get my grandson back," he said as the woods of Storybrooke faded from my vision.

I awoke in the entrance to a palace. It was grand and large, but the most distinguishing feature about it was that it was black. I got up to my feet, woke Regina and Killian up, and walked through a plaza with vendors stationed all around. They all looked intimidating. They weren't selling normal items, like fruit or vegetables, but wands and potions and dark magical talismans. I fingered the necklace on my own neck. I walked quickly through. I was obviously out of place in my bright red leather jacket and jeans. They were all in very dark clothes. At least I had my sword on my belt.

We walked into a dark passage. This place was confusing. The halls all looked the same. They were dark, dreary, and big.

We turned many times, when I heard a voice. "Enjoying...time?" I couldn't hear the whole phrase. I inched closer to the sound. It got louder. "Calm down, now. I don't want a thing, Dark One," I heard him announce. Dark One? My son was in there, I knew it. I rushed down the halls, Regina and Killian racing after me. I stopped when I was in front of a large, engraved door. I pushed one door open to find my son, chained to the throne of darkness.

"Henry?" I said, out of breath.

"Oh, look at that. The 'Savior' is here. Great." He said without enthusiasm.

"What?" Had the darkness filled him completely? He was almost black and white, apart from his head. Killian and Regina had walked in by now, and were standing awkwardly in the back.

"I know what you guys were saying," he said grumpily.

"What were we saying?!" I replied defensively as I walked down the hallway.

"Oh, because you don't know," he said. "You definitely don't know that you were so happy that I was gone. So, thanks. Maybe I will be dark. It's better than knowing I've been betrayed by my own mother."

"I never said that! I was a wreck ever since you disappeared! Henry, where did you hear this?!"

"At Granny's! You all looked so happy and relieved! I see how it is."

"Kid, we were never at Granny's."

"Y-You weren't? But I saw it in the stone."

"What stone?" I replied quizzically.

"The one Kamir showed me."

"Seriously, don't trust that guy!" I said. I finally made it down the hall to the throne. I examined the chains holding his wrists to it, and when I touched them, I got zapped. "Ouch," I muttered under my breath. "How will I get you out of here?" I asked him.

Suddenly, he was surrounded by black smoke.

"Henry, what's happening?"

After a minute, the smoke dissipated as my son was in all black and white.

He was different. He wasn't wearing his usual clothing, instead, an elegant suit.

He looked sullen, and he wasn't just a kid anymore. He was the most powerful dark sorcerer in every world. My son was the Heir of the Dark.

"Henry? Please, I know you're in there, the darkness is taking over you. Fight it!" I sobbed.

"Fight it? Oh, but I'm working with it," he said.

"Please! Don't let it control you! This isn't you," I tried to persuade him.

"Oh, but it always was," he said as he disappeared in thick smoke.

I knelt to the floor and cried. Killian helped me up, and Regina paced, trying to configure a plan.

As I finally got myself together again, I heard a voice. Kamir. "Oh no," he said in mock-sympathy, "I missed the show!"

This man had to go down. I charged toward him, but Hook held me back.

"You...where's my son?!" I screamed.

"In Storybrooke, of course," he said, "probably starting to destroy it already."