"What is it sweetie?" asked Cora.
"It's Henry. Emma left town with Gold and she took him with her." said Regina.
"And you didn't stop them?"
"I didn't know until after they'd gone."
"I'm sure he's safe and as soon as Gold's done, Henry will be back."
"But not with me." whispered Regina.
"Back from where? Where has Rumpelstiltskin gone?" asked Hook.
"I don't know."
"Well if he's left town then he's powerless. He can be killed."
"The moment either of us leave, we lose our magic. And our advantage." replied Cora.
"And your memories?"
"None of us were victims of the curse. It's not about the memories, it's about magic." said Regina.
"Well I don't need magic, I'll go after him alone."
"Even if you could find him, do u really think you can just walk up to him and stab him with your sword?"
"Well I prefer my hook but I can't find that now."
"You're not going anywhere." said Cora.
"I deserve me vengeance!" shouted Hook.
"You're right, you're you right you do and with the Dark One gone we can search for the one magical item that can actually kill him here. His dagger."
Hook left the mother and daughter alone in rage, he knew he was going to kill Rumpelstiltskin. He deserved his body in his hook. He snuck into the sheriff station and opened every drawer he could see and he eventually found his hook and went to the Jolly Roger, from there he dipped his hook with nightshade poisoning - the most deadly plant in all of Neverland. He set off from Storybrooke and went out into the East Coast of the United States; as he travelled far into the sea, he felt a godly presence around him.
"Show y'rself!" shouted Hook. "I know you're lurking."
Suddenly a man with black hair, seaweed eyes and was tall as well as handsome holding a trident in his hand and wore a fishing polo. He looked strong and any pirate like Hook could feel his blue aura around him.
"Poseidon." said Hook. "You look different since the last time we met."
"Different Poseidon." he said. "I feel my Other Self from the Enchanted Forest's blood boiling at your very presence."
"Let's say me and the sea god are not so much on... friendly terms."
"I can tell."
"Suppose you're here to kill me."
"No, no. I'm not like other Poseidons, I don't carry the hatred that lies on their backs. I'm here to make a deal."
"I ain't making no deal, mate."
"Oh but you are, if not, your precious ship as well as your life sinks to the bottom of the sea and you'll die not having your revenge on Rumpelstiltskin."
"Fine, I'll here ya out."
"Me and the Dark One are not on good terms, let's say he did something which I don't appreciate, however you aren't either."
"What's ya point?"
"I have the power of the sea in my veins, I can track him down with ease and you'll get your revenge by his death..."
"And what's in it for you?"
"One day or another, you will die and so, your soul is connected to the fairy tale Underworld where someone of mine lies."
"Who are you looking for?"
"A man named Beowulf."
"Beowulf? The man who managed to slay the Grendel?"
"Let's say, he and I have met before and I need you to say hi."
"I thought you don't hold grudges for other Poseidons."
"I don't, I am talking about myself, now is it a deal or not?"
"Deal."