Identity- Once Upon A Time

The Golden Canary

Henry felt the cold air rush past him as he leapt back into the story. Once again he was in Granny's diner, cozy and comfortable. It was later now and oddly enough and the sky had begun to pinken with the sunset. This was a side effect from Lily's time reversal to re-do the Battle for Storybrooke.

His family was once again in the restaurant. Each of their backs turned away from eachother, glares stared down in coffee cups. It was the point in time right before Henry had run into the streets and challenged Pan for a fight. All of them were still infuriated with one another from the arguments about what they needed to do next. Henry looked around and his vision flowed as if it was a dream, again a second temporary effect from Lily's time reversal.

"M-Mom..." Henry rose slowly from his chair in awe. His legs trembled underneath him in shock. Just a few minutes ago he'd seen his whole family brutally murdered.

Emma set down her coffee cup onto the counter bitterly, "Yeah kid?"

Henry gulped, "They're coming. I know their plot."

Emma looked toward him and saw his heightened anxiety. "Pan's plot?" Henry nodded frantically. Emma knew this was no normal panic of Henry's. He looked the same way as when he'd been pulled out of Pandora's box; his now emerald green eyes shone with concern and purpose. "Henry if you know anything, you tell us, alright?"

Henry pulled himself onto the stool next to Emma's and crouched down secretively, "Pan has a trick up his sleeve, he has control of the story!"

"Control of the story?" Regina overheard this conversation and slid out of the booth. "What do you mean control of the story?"

"I was told in a..." Henry paused, "...vision that the current story is coming to an end and that the next story has been split into two parts."

"Did Lily tell you this Henry?" Gold asked from the other side of Granny's. It was clear that everyone was now listening in on this conversation. "I warned you not to speak to these apparitions!"

Henry rolled his eyes scornfully, "Why won't you just believe me? I'm not a liar, but it seems as if you take me for one each time I speak about this!" Henry let his voice drop into a monotone and spoke militantly, "We need reinforcements, we need weapons, we need protection or we all will DIE!"

"You may be my grandson, but I won't stand for this endless muttering about nothing! You've said this time and time again, but you are just going mad Henry! That demon has clearly gotten into your brain and you are mad! No Lily is coming to save us, there is no hope now in some unseen guardian, just accept that!" Henry balled his fists and was about to knock some sense into his ignorant grandfather (who was absurdly ignorant since he was the dark one himself) until a bright light suddenly flooded the room. It had no shape or form, yet was able to speak. 

"Believe Henry, he tells the truth." The light disappeared and all was left silent again.

"What was that?" Emma looked around to see where it had come from. No witch was behind the door nor hiding with an invisibility spell. The light had appeared solely on its own.

"That was Lily," Henry said with confidence. "Do you believe me now?" The group stood in silence as they nodded their heads.

Emma spoke softly, "I knew I had a strange feeling about that girl..."
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"The time nears Pan, what are we going to do about that boy?" Dark Lily poured herself yet another cup of tea. "He could be problematic considering the feelings of my...other half."