"Mock Turtle," said the White Queen. "I summon you."
A turtle emerged from the water in the cove and it stood on its legs and walked over to them.
"My Queen, what does my presence be needed by you." said the Mock Turtle, bowing. "And please, call me Traver."
"Traver, I need your help. I'm Belle and," said Belle. "My town is being taken over by a new evil and the only thing we know about them is that they are related to snakes and I was wondering..."
"If it was Jafar? Hmm, yes."
"It is?"
"No."
"I'm confused." said Belle.
"I am a seer, Belle, do you know what that is?"
"You can see into the future?"
"Some can, seers can see either into the past, present and future. I was once a human like you but was banished by a Dark One."
"Rumpelstiltskin?"
"No, not him. Zoro."
"He was the Dark One before Rumple."
"Yes, there can only be three seers in this world. If one dies, their gift goes to whom they choose or the person they are killed by an example of that is Rumpelstiltskin, Seer of the Future."
"And what can you see?"
"I see present and I see Jafar in Agrabah as we speak and is in the form of a staff and not in control nor powers anymore."
"So it can't be him. We're back to square one, thank you for your time."
"Wait! I see more, this being is powerful as well as ancient!"
"Can you tell anything else?"
Traver gasped for breath, "I'm sorry. Magic has a price as you know, I can't see anymore. I'm sorry, Belle."
"No, Traver, it's okay. You've done your best."
"You are most kind, Belle and for that... I'm willing to try and see more."
"But you'll die."
"I've lived for a long time, Belle, it's time that I go to the Underworld where my soul will rest in peace knowing that my power will go to someone worthy."
"Me? Why me?"
"You're a true hero, Belle, you will be my successor."
The Mock Turtle took another breath and saw into the present and fell to the ground.
"Traver!" shouted Belle, trying to help him up.
"S-S-She's p-p-p-p-powerful and g-g-great. She will be... hard to d-defeat," gasped Traver. "You can find her in... in... uhh."
Traver was dead. Belle mourned in his loss and the White King and Queen held her close to comfort her.
"There has to be something!" cried Belle.
"I'm sorry, Belle, he's dead." said Will.
Belle continued to cry when she suddenly gazed into the present. In another world... a different world. One which was not recorded in her books. One so full of dark magic it was terrifying to know that it exists. Belle saw a man wearing a black and purple suit and a top hat like Jefferson's and he was smiling his pearly white teeth into her eyes as if he knew she was watching.
"She's coming..." he started. "Regina is coming..."