A/N Hey guys! Here's the next chapter. It might be shorter? Not really sure but I think/hope that you'll like the little cliffhanger at the end. Share and Review! Thank you so much for reading btw! We never thought it'd get this many reads!

"What are you doing here, Cora?" I ask, putting my knife away. She is the last person I wanted to see.

"What? Can I not come and visit? After all, Regina does live here too," she answers back, displaying her fake smile. Her being here could only mean trouble.

"How did you get here?" Cora laughs.

"Are you going to keep throwing questions at me or am I going to get a hug?" Cora walks towards me, her arms outstretched before her. I grip onto her arms and move them away from me.

"Nice try. Now are you going to answer my question or not?" I say impatiently. Cora folds her arms.

"You've gained quite an attitude since we last saw each other. I'm sure you didn't get that from your mother…" I clench my fists. She grins slyly, knowing that she is getting to me.

I grab hold of her wrist.

"Fine. If you're not going to answer my question, then I'll have to make you!" Just before I could drag her, Cora throws something to the ground, causing a dense purple smoke to erupt. I cough and try to move the smoke from my face. As it dies down, Cora is no longer in front of me.

"Dammit!" I yell. I let her slip away too easily.

"Destiny!" I turn around to find Nova running towards me. She stops before me, panting.

"Why did you run?" She asks after getting her breath back.

"I'll explain on the way. We need to get to Mr. Gold. He will want to hear what I've found out," I reply. Nodding, Nova and I make our way to Gold's shop.

"Okay," I take a breath. "I saw a woman, her name was Cora. She's, uhm, Regina's mother."

I pause, making sure that Nova was catching up. "Okay then if it was Regina's mother why were you so upset?"

"She was kinda my mother too." I ignore Nova's expression and continue on.

"Remember when mother and I got kicked out of the tribe for traveling to another world? Well after that we started living with Cora and Regina. Cora and mother were friends, met each other at the market one day and hit it off. They met us in a field that day and took us to their castle. It was amazing. Regina became the sister I never had. She loved watching me play with magic. After two years of living with them, things started to get bad. Mother had gotten sick out of the blue and in a matter of weeks she died." I pause and take a shaky breath.

"No one knew what caused it. Cora had hired the best doctors, no one could find anything. After mother's death I grew distant. Regina noticed and reached out to me. Cora noticed as well but her approach was like Regina's. With my mother out of the way Cora treated me like her own daughter. After a couple months I had warmed up to her, going to her for comfort.

"Then one day she caught me growing a huge flower in the back yard with Regina. This was the first time she knew about my magic. After that day Cora treated me differently. She would never lead my side. She started ignoring Regina and gave me private magic lessons. Cora herself was a very powerful woman, having years and years of practice I'd be stupid to reject her. But I soon realised that these lessons weren't normal. She had been slowly teaching me dark magic. Once I realised that she planned on using my magic I packed up, left a note for Regina and left."

"Wow." Nova says, taking in my story. "I sure did miss a lot, huh?" She jokes.

I laugh. She always knew what to say. I sober up realizing we were at Gold's shop. I push open his door. I walk deeper into the store. I hear her huff in annoyance, "He's not here Destiny."

"Oh yes he is. GOLD!" I leave Nova by the counter as I push through the curtain.

I freeze as I see Gold cornered by a dark figure. His hand was around Gold's neck. His eyes dart towards me.

"Destiny," he groans. The figure stops for a moment, realising he had company.

"I suggest you get your hand off him before you get hurt," I warn, placing a hand on my knife. The figure smirks. He releases his grip on rumple. Slowly, he spins around.

I widen my eyes as I see Killian in front of me.

"Killian?" Killian walks up to me.

"You should really not call me that. I'd prefer you call me Captain Hook," he replies. I stand there, speechless. He is actually here... But why is he acting like this? I clear my throat.

"You didn't mind me calling you that before," I question. I fold my arms. Killian's face grows serious.

"Well, I do mind. I normally remember a pretty woman when I see one but I don't remember you," he grins. I stare at him in shock. He doesn't remember me...

"How can you not remember me? We've known each other for so long..." I ask, trying to mask my hurt.

Killian laughs.

"I would love to continue this conversation. But since you've interrupted my work, i'll take my leave." He glances towards rumple before walking past me. I watch him grin towards Nova before leaving the shop.

I look at Gold, then Nova, mouth open in amazement. "Did-I just- he doesn't remember me?"

Gold stands up and rubs his neck, "The curse, obviously. I don't remember making him forget being part of the curse but I'll look into it." He pauses, "Not for him, for you."

I give him a small smile, "Thanks." I shake my head, "But what do I do now? Killian's actually here, but he doesn't remember me. Cora's here-"

"Wait!" Gold points at me, "What did you say?"

"Oh! I cornered Cora before I came here. I was coming to tell you. And she has magic, lots of it from what I saw."

"That's not good. She could have done something to make Hook come with her. Does she have any leverage on him? Anything she could use against him?"

I scoff, "Hell if I know! He's obviously changed a whole lot since the last time I saw him."

Gold walks past me, reaching the counter. I follow after him.

"We'll have to keep an eye on her. She's planning something bad. I can feel it," he replies, glancing towards me.

I sigh.

"The only problem though is that we don't know exactly where she could be." Gold slowly grins.

"Leave that to me. Now it's best if you go. We don't want her finding out what we're up to." I nod in agreement. Silently, Nova and I leave his shop.

The Cupcake shop was oddly empty. Usually around this time of day parents come in, wanting a little pick me up after work. I rest my chin on my hand and sigh. Just then my phone starts playing the latest Bruno Mars song. I reach over the counter and look at the caller ID, it's Graham. Hopefully he can take my mind off of the Killian and Cora situation.

"Hello?"

"Hey! Destiny, so I was wondering.."

"Yeah?"

"Well you've looked really stressed recently and I was wondering if you'd like to go out on a date with me? Tonight?"

I smile, "I'd love to."

"Great! I'll pick you up at the shop. Dress nice."

I hang up the phone and smile. "What's got you so smiley?" Nova walks in from the kitchen, a fresh layering of flour coating her face.

"I've got a date with Graham." I say in a sing songy voice as I walk behind her.

"But what about Hook?"

I turn abruptly and grab her hand, "Do not call him that." I threaten. I then take a step back, "I just need a break and Graham is good at distracting me."

Nova rubs her hand.

"Ok. I'm hardly stopping you," she replies, annoyed.

"Sorry, I didn't mean to grab you. I've... just got a lot on my mind," I explain. I examine my clothes.

"Do you think this looks ok? I'm not really in the mood of changing," I ask. Nova shrugs.

Suddenly, I feel a vibration in my pocket. I pull out my phone and check my text.

I quickly grab my coat.

"It's graham. He's waiting outside. See you later then," I finish before rushing out the front door.

The cool wind surprises me, making me clutch my jacket.

I smile as I see Graham walking towards me. Seeing me shiver slightly, we make our way to this restaurant across the street.

It's only a two minute walk from the shop so I didn't have to suffer for long. I take a deep breath before I follow Graham into the restaurant.

"This has been the best date ever! I don't know how I never ate at that place," I compliment. I curve my arm around Graham's as we stroll along the street. Graham shoves his hands into his jacket pockets. Luckily, it didn't seem as cold as it was before.

"To be honest... This was the first time I've been to that place."

"Really? You clearly didn't show that when we were there." Graham grins.

"I guess i'm good at surprising you." Graham slowly stops, causing me to stop with him. He moves in front of me.

"Thanks for the date. I... Really enjoyed it." He grins, lowering his eyes slightly before aiming them back at me. I smile warmly.

"I enjoyed it too," I reply. He moves closer towards me, causing me to stare up into his eyes. Slowly, I notice something out of the corner of my eye. I look past Graham to find Killian standing near the diner... With Emma.

Killian leans against the wall near Emma, flashing his flirtatious grin. Emma simply stares at him, folding her arms in disinterest. Killian moves closer, saying something to Emma as he moves a strand of her hair behind her ear. I frown.

"Destiny... Destiny!" I snap my head towards Graham, finding a concerned look on his face.

"Sorry, I just saw Emma and realised I needed to talk to her about something," I recover. Graham attempts a smile. I feel a pang of guilt as I realised I had ruined his moment.

"No problem. You sure you'll be ok going home on your own?" He asks. I nod reassuringly. As Graham slowly walks away, I turn back to Killian who was still at it with Emma. I clench my fists. I close my eyes.

It's ok. He doesn't really mean it. He didn't recognise you, remember? So he's obviously going to be acting like this. I reassure myself. I open my eyes to find Killian kissing Emma's hand. I feel my anger and hurt grow immensely. My hands itch with magic, just begging to be released.

All of a sudden, a sharp pain stabs me in the chest. I stumble back into an alley, clutching my chest. I scream out and rip the top of my shirt open, three or four buttons popping off. Tears spring to my eyes as I take it in. Small black veins were crawling down my neck and over my shoulder. I feel them going down my back and I let out another scream. Lifting my shirt, I watch them rest above my hip. Another vein trails down my arm and wraps around my wrist and middle finger. I slide down in agony as more and more veins crawl over my skin. My vision shakes and my breathing labors. After what felt like hours, the pain finally stops. Too afraid to look at it, I pull my shirt down. I stand up, legs shaky.

I lean against the wall for support. I groan as I try to walk, feeling the veins sting under my skin. I peer past both sides of the alley, making sure no one sees me. I turn my gaze towards the car in front of me and feel my heart leap up to my throat.

From the car window, I see my reflection. Two completely dark eyes stare back at me. I draw closer, noticing the faint black veins traveling across my face. Slowly, my dark eyes dissolve back to their normal colour. The veins are no longer visible on my face.

I step back. What the hell is wrong with me? I think. Panicking, I disappear into the shadows of the alley, heading for the woods. For the first time, I feel afraid.