Mary Margaret goes to the cabinet and opens the door. Inside, she finds the 'candle of death' that was previously given to her by the Blue Fairy. She slowly takes it out and holds it in front of Mr. Gold.
"Why do you have this?" She asks the dark one.
"For a rainy day." Mr. Gold responded with a suspicious kind of voice that got Teagan scared of what he was planning.
"She's not getting any better, is she?" Mary Margaret questioned Mr. Gold.
"She is lying right here." Teagan responded. She looked over to her dad. "You're seriously going to make her use that candle. Why can't you? You know-"
"I'm not allowed to." Mr Gold bluntly stated to his daughter. He then looked over at Mary Margaret and told her, "The candle can save Teagan. There's nothing else."
"I wouldn't use this to save my own mother. What makes you think I would use it for her?"
"Thanks?" Teagan questioned.
Mr. Gold didn't listen to his daughter and ended up continuing the conversation he was having with Mary Margaret, "Because you're all grown up now. And for once, our interests are aligned."
"She dies instead of her."
"I know you can do this. I know you want to do this." Mr Gold responded. "I need my daughter in my life, and you know that I wouldn't be able to do anything without Regina or Cora getting suspicious."
"There's no coming back from murder."
"And there's no coming back from death, either. And that's what will happen to your loved ones."
"Even if I were to do this... The candle only works if you whisper the victim's name over them."
"The heart will do."
"Cora's heart – it's not in her body," he paused when Teagan started groaning in pain again ,"Use the candle, curse the heart. And then... Here comes the tricky part."
"That's not the tricky part?"
"You have to put the heart back inside Cora's body. She will die, and Teagan will live." Mr. Gold replied. "Would you rather be on Teagan's good side or bad?"
"Good side." Mary Margaret stated. She stood there for a minute thinking and eventually said her thoughts, "There's another way. I get Cora's heart, I control her and make her do the right thing, and I let her die. Takes care of two evils at once."
"Damn." Teagan whispered. "I didn't think you had an evil bone in your body. It kind of makes you more annoying, weirdly enough."
Her father shhed her and continued talking to Mary Margaret. He wasn't about to let Teagan die, "I'm just imagining poor Henry's face when he finds out that you killed his aunt."
Before Mary Margaret could respond, Emma came walking into the room, "I drew the invisible line. I...think. What now? You cast a protection spell?"
"No, no. You're going to do that for me. I'm relying on you." He replied.
"I can't cast a spell. I can spell 'spell'."
"You can. It's in you."
"How?" Emma questioned, she pointed to her head, "Here? Like, from my brain?"
"Just try."
Emma closes her eyes and concentrates, but nothing happens, and Teagan couldn't help but laugh at Emma's concentration face.
Teagan slowly sat up and looked at the savior and stated, "Stop thinking! Conjuring magic is not an intellectual endeavor. It's emotion. You must ask yourself, 'why am I doing this? Who am I protecting?' Feel it."
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The Wrong Descendant// Descendants and Once Upon A Time
FanfictionTeagan was transported to a new world where she knew no one. She had no friends and quite frankly all she wanted to do was go back home, but she couldn't do that. One day she was mistaken for a runaway villain and she gets taken to the Isle of the L...