Everything was quiet when they pulled up to the warehouse. Lily pulled off to a side street further away from the compound and sent word to the others for where to meet. Her team arrived within a couple of minutes and Ivar, Giselle and Maedhros arrived within the hour. Another car pulled up behind them and she couldn't hide the shock on her face when Max got out of it.

"Dad? What are you doing here?"

"I could ask you the same question." He replied. "When were you going to tell me that you guys had been attacked by some evil fairy?"

"When we had killed that evil fairy." Lily said. "I didn't want to worry you and there hasn't been much time to notify you anyway. How'd you know we were here?"

"Jackson sent me your coordinates and filled me in. Something about magic flowers and the kids being kidnapped?"

"Look, I know all of this sounds crazy, but it's real and it's big." Lily pointed out across the forest. "About a mile that way is a warehouse guarded by heavily armed men and filled with something called pixie flowers. These flowers are literally made of magic. Fiona, the evil fairy is powerful enough on her own but with these flowers she could bring magic back to this world and bend it to her will. She would be, in every sense of the word, unstoppable."

"Why does she need the kids?"

"We don't know." Lily shrugged. "We think she might be upset about losing her own kids and took Nala and Myra to replace them, raise them as her own, but we don't know. We don't know a damn thing for certain. Just that we need to put a stop to whatever this is."

"What do we know about the men in the warehouse?" Ivar asked. "Do they use magic? Do they know about it? Are they hired from your world or ours?"

Lily led the way over to the van that Dianah was driving. The others were already starting to get their gear ready. She opened the back of the van and Ruby handed her a laptop. She opened it and a satellite image appeared on the screen. As she calibrated it, her dad let out a sigh.

"Jackson hacked into the satellites again?"

"We're just borrowing them. He'll erase any trace of our presence later." Lily zeroed in on the warehouse and as Jackson said, it was quiet. The guards on duty seemed bored and at ease. Perfect for an ambush. She zoomed in on one of the guards to show them their gear. "So far they seem like pretty standard mercenaries with basic combat and weapons training. They're no special forces or anything but there are a lot of them. If they can use magic, they've chosen not to so far. We've been clearing warehouses for the past few days and each one is bigger than the last."

"Zelena believes that they're all children she abducted." Giselle said. "Is that true?"

"Possibly." Lily answered. "But remember, she raised them. She raised them to be evil with cruelty and malice, to be loyal to her and only her. They'll either kill you or die before they let you step foot in that warehouse. They won't hesitate. Make sure you don't." Giselle swallowed and didn't look too pleased at that. Ivar laid a hand on his mother's shoulder.

"These are not children, Mother. They are enemies. Like Ivan and his men. There's no telling what she's already done to Myra and Nala. All of them must be stopped." She gave her son a nod and he reached into the van to pull out a rifle. "Shall we begin?"

"One moment." Lily turned to her other father. Maedhros had been unusually quiet as she spoke, no doubt having heard the entire conversation thanks to his dragon hearing. "Hey, look-"

"I will follow your lead." Maedhros said.

"Are you sure? I know you want to go busting in there but we have to take it slow or else they could alert the other warehouses or even Fiona herself."

Maedhros let out a soft growl and his eyes glowed bright gold in the darkness. "Every moment your mother is in that other world, she is in danger. If I must kill every man in that warehouse in order to bring her home, I shall do so. If I must do it quietly, then so be it. As I said, I will follow your lead, Lilith."

"Alright then. Quick and quiet." Lily waited for everyone to gear up before calling Jackson. "We're ready."

"Alright, I'm hacking the cameras now. They should be blind to your approach. I'll keep you apprised of their positions but you should move quickly. You have a lot of ground to cover."

"On it. Let's move out."

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Regina awoke to a throbbing head and aching arms. She blinked the grogginess away and tried to move or stretch but she found something preventing her from doing so.

"Take it easy, Regina." Rose's voice managed to pierce the fog in her brain and she felt arms against her chest, lifting her up. She tried to stand but found her legs were blocked by something as well.

"Regina!" Emma called, dispersing the rest of the fog.

Regina looked around, trying to get her bearings as quickly as possible. "What happened?"

"You demolished the entire castle." Rose answered. "Lean back." She instructed. Regina obeyed, settling on her knees. She tried to look around and eventually everything began to clear. They were in some kind of throne room that was dreary and dark, devoid of light except a few torches on the walls. It was mostly bare except for magical symbols and runes carved into the stone floor and the columns that stretched up to the ceiling. Her family was around her, their wrists bound behind their backs and chained to the floor. Armored guards were placed at regular intervals along the walls, almost hidden by the shadows.

"Regina!" Emma yelled.

"She's up, Emma. Stop yelling." Rose commanded.

Regina glanced over her shoulder and saw Emma, who was also chained up. Dried blood clung to her forehead, but for the most part, she seemed okay. As the fight came back to her, she looked around for Mal. The dragon was chained in the very center of the room with what looked like a collar around her neck and a muzzle on her face. The dragon was constantly growling and it was quite loud in the empty room.

"Where's Myra and Nala?" She asked, noticing that Rose wasn't chained up at all.

"They took Nala away and Myra left with Fiona. You messed her up pretty good, but I'm sure she's healed by now."

"You would be correct." Regina twisted around to see Fiona walk into the room with her daughter behind her. She scowled and pulled against her chains. She summoned her magic and felt searing pain race up her arms. Rose grabbed her before she fell over as a scream of agony tore through her throat. "Don't bother using your magic anymore." Fiona said as she sauntered around them, surveying her captives gleefully. She raised her hand and with the barest movement of her fingers, the throne room rippled around them like a curtain. Fiona didn't utter a single spell, barely made any hand sign to cast it. Even in pain, Regina couldn't help but watch in awe as the throne room was replaced by a new throne room, this one was more familiar. She remembered seeing it in Nala's memories. It was much brighter in appearance and furnished in royal blue, Myra's favorite color. A circular rug appeared beneath her knees, easing the pain of kneeling on cold stone. Fiona waved her hand, closing the long curtains. There was a throne but Fiona chose to sit delicately on the steps in front of it and Myra sat next to her.

Fiona looked at Regina. "You destroyed my favorite castle and killed forty three of my children."

"Wish I killed more." Regina replied.

Fiona let out a sigh. "You know, we've done a lot of attacking each other in the past few days. I think it's time that we just talked. Clear everything up."

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