Once Upon The Underworld (Once Upon A Time)

Chapter 6: "There's No Telling The Havoc That's Coming Our Way."

Regina's POV:

"Where is your daughter?" I questioned Mary Margaret. "It's been, what, over 30 minutes now? When they said to wait here, I thought okay they're going to snag the pirate and be back. We don't have forever!" "Technically, we do," Henry chimed in. "Not now," I told him. "Regina, calm down. I'm sure they're just catching up," Mary Margaret said. "Catching up?" I snapped. "They haven't even been apart for a day! They don't need to catch up!" Robin put his arms around my shoulders. "Regina, love, she's right. Everything's going to be okay." Robin's comforting me should have don't just that, but it didn't. Being Gold being, well, Gold and everything else that could go wrong, nothing would reassure me that things were okay. "I'm going to go but this in its rightful spot," Gold announced, holding up his dagger. "Care to come along, Regina?" Out of boredom from everyone else, I agreed. "How is that thing going to be safe as long as we're here?" I pondered as we neared the pawn shop. "It's never entirely safe, dearie," he responded. "But as I said before this is our reality now, and I won't be carrying it around the rest of my days." When we got to the shop, the door was halfway open. From the look on Gold's face he wasn't expecting company. "Everyone from Storybrooke is here too," I reminded him. "It's probably just Belle." "Belle left town," he said through clenched teeth, "for that very reason. Whoever's in here definitely does not have permission." We crept slowly through the door, the bell jingling softly as we entered. Nothing looked disturbed to me. All Rumple's prized items seemed to be where they always were. Suddenly, the back curtain swished and fell back into place. "Someone's definitely here," Gold hissed, and turning away said, "You stay here. I need to investigate." "Are you sure?" I said back. "This is the underworld, you don't know who you're dealing with. "Just do as I say," he said stubbornly, and hobbled away to the back of the store.

Rumplestiltskin's POV:

Regina doesn't think I know who I'm dealing with. Please. I know exactly who I'm dealing with. And he never fails. I walked into the back of the shop where everything, again, looked fairly normal. But there was a presence filling the room that was full of evil and nastiness. "Hello, son," came a voice from behind me. I turned around and came face to face with none other than Peter Pan. "Peter Pan?" I said, trying to act surprised. "You're here?" He moved closer to me. Instead of his usual Neverland getup, he wore a black suit and red tie. He looked as demonic as ever. "But of course," he said. "I could say the same for you. If I may ask, why are you here? And what have you done?" "What makes you think this is my doing?" I asked with a wave of my hand. "Rumple, please," Pan chuckled. "It always is. So tell me, what've you done?" I rolled my eyes. "Pan, why are you in my shop?" He grinned that sheepish grin of his. "As far as I'm concerned, laddie, it's my shop now." He moved even closer. "You're in my territory." I gritted my teeth. "That doesn't change the fact that-" "Save it, Rumple," he cut me off. "I know why you're really here. You've come to take me up on the offer I proposed the last time we spoke. Starting over, as father and son." "I most certainly have not! I'm here on strict terms that will soon come to an end. So I suggest you leave me and continue about whatever business concerned you before you came here. Good day, Papa." Pan strode in short steps around me. "If only it were that simple, Rumple. You see, whether you choose to believe it or not, you're not the most powerful one here anymore. There are forces of play here beyond your imagination. Works of evil that aren't even on your level," he mused. "So I hope you won't let your ego cloud your judgement. He moved toward the curtain. "Goodbye Rumple." On his way out of the shop, I heard him say, "Hello, Regina" and Regina scoff some remark of hatred back. "Oh, joy," she spat as I walked back to the main room. "Peter Pan." "Yes," I replied. "Unchanged, as you can see." Back outside, I saw Miss Swan approaching from the docks. From the look on her face, this couldn't be good.

Emma's POV:

"Emma, what happened," Mom asked when I got back. I wiped the tears from my eyes. "I-I don't know," I mumbled. "Well, where's Hook?" Regina questioned. "Mom, are you okay?" Henry said. "Stop! Just stop, all of you!" I exclaimed. "Listen, Hook didn't want me to come after him. He's back with Milah now and turns out Izzy's his daughter. Their daughter, to be more precise." Everyone turned to Gold, who's face morphed into a mixture of shock and anger. "Not for long," he griped. "Stop it," Regina ordered him. "You're not doing a thing to that child." "So, what you're saying is you and Killian are over?" David asked. It was hard not to go off on him for that comment. My parents are so slow sometimes. "Yes, Dad, obviously." "I never trusted that pirate," Regina murmured. "I don't know why I did," I said, feeling really lonesome and stupid. "Now we're over and Hook and Milah are planning to start over with their daughter." "Start over?" Rumple half-spat, half-chuckled. "Well, once everything is enacted, this will be no more. They will be more." He shifted his cane to his other hand and started hobbling down the street. "Don't fret, Miss Swan, in time everyone will get what they deserve. Including your pirate and his new family." With that, he was gone, faded away into the mist. "God only knows where he's going," Mary Margaret said as she watched him. "And what he's up to," Regina agreed. "And Emma, now that he knows about Milah and her daughter, there's no telling the havoc coming our way."