The Lost Realm (Once Upon a Time/Peter Pan)

Chapter 37

When we enter the grand hall we find a large line of people, all dressed in clothing reminiscent of the Medieval Times. The que is longer than I expected, stretching out the castles grand doors. I can't be sure how many more are outside, but I don't think it's a few.

"Alright, let's do this thing," Peter says and we get to work.

We walk to the beginning of the line where Snow, Charming, Sylvia, Hook, Graham, and Drew await.

"So when you cast this, this portal and a portal for every native Floristian will appear?" Drew asks.

Peter nods, "However since you are near the base one, several won't appear for each of you. Alright now stand back."

We all take a few steps behind him, setting down the ingredients next to him.

He lifts his arms and a small circle of light begins to break through the ground. It grows bigger and bigger until it becomes the big enough for two people to jump into side by side.

He carefully throws in each of the ingredients and the portal changes from simply white to a deep turquoise.

Suddenly there's a crash outside. We look out the window to see a large cloud of darkness. Regina must be ahead of schedule.

"What happens to Regina when the curse is finished?" Ana asks.

"The castor of the curse is sent to whatever realm they like. Of course she won't be able to enter Floristian. I'm putting a safe feature on the portal, it won't allow her in. She won't be able to reach Floristian again, no one will. Unless consented by the King and Queen." Peter answers, we all breath a sigh of relief. "Alright let's start getting people through, we don't have much time. Your majesties I encourage you to go first. You'll be able to sort people out."

Charming and Snow nod before kissing my sisters and I each on the cheek. "In case something goes wrong we love you," mama Snows says before they jump through the portal.

Once they go, we let the villagers jump two at a time. There's even more villagers than I had previously thought.

"How much time do we have?" I ask.

"Maybe about 15-20 minutes. That dark cloud was just the spell formulating. We still have a little time before it takes affect," Peter responds. His voice is calm, but his eyes are tinged with worry.

"Excuse me," a frail old lady says, approaching Ana and I. "Can one of you escort me to the restroom?"

Ana and I look at each other, this woman had to be crazy.

"Um it would be wise to wait until after you've gotten to Floristian," I answer.

"Oh please, I feel sick and If I don't go now I don't know what will happen."

I can feel Ana sympathizing with the old woman.

"I'll take you," She says.

I pull her aside, "Are you insane what if you aren't back?" I say giving her a stern glance.

"It'll be fine, it's right down the hall." With that, she takes the old woman by the arm and starts down the hall.

Villagers continue to jump into the portal. The line has gotten significantly smaller; now only stretching halfway across the hall instead of out the door.

About ten minutes pass, and the swell of darkness on the horizon grows bigger and bigger.

"Where's Anastasia?" Graham asks.

"She went to help an old lady to the bathroom," I answer.

His face clouds with worry, "What if she's not back, the line is almost clear and-"

A blood curdling scream echoes from the restroom, and an evil laugh fills the hall.

Ana. Regina.