When Henry, a virgin, lights the Black Flame candle in his Grandpa Gold's shop on Halloween night, he accidentally brings the return of three witches. But these aren't the Sanderson sisters. This brings the return of the Black Fairy, along with Yzma and Cruella De Vil. The three proceed to wreak havoc on Storybrooke. It's up to the Charmings, Golds, and Regina to thwart their plot and make sure their stay isn't permanent.
Part 2
Henry held Summer's hand, as they ran with Violet beside him.
"This is bad...this is really bad. My grandparents and my mom are gonna kill me," Henry fretted.
"Yeah...I'd hate to be you right now," Violet agreed, as they ran toward the costume shop, only to find that his family was no longer there. But Yzma cut them off at the pass.
"Time to play, kiddies," she hissed, as several ghoulish apparitions appeared at the command of her magic. Chaos erupted in the store and on the streets outside, as people scattered frantically.
"Henry...my bubbles won't work," Summer cried.
"I know, they stole all the magic. We'll have to fight the old fashioned way," he replied.
"With what?" Violet asked frantically. Henry grabbed a wooden prop sword from one of the shelves.
"It will have to do," he said, as he started fighting them off, before tossing one to Violet. But it wasn't helping much and they were slowly being surrounded.
"Bring me the little one! Her soul will make a fine morsel for my first meal," Yzma ordered. Summer screamed and covered her face, but the ghoul after her was suddenly eradicated with fire. The Phoenix bird cawed loudly and landed on the shoulder of her big brother.
"Leo!" she called in relief, as she started running toward him.
"Not so fast, you little brat!" Yzma called, as she chased the girl. But Leo was ready and extracted his sword from the scabbard strapped to his back. He charged the old hag, but she used magic to push him back. Leo growled and got to his feet again, before picking Summer up.
"Come on...this way," he said, as he led the two teenagers away from the witch.
"You can run kiddies...but you can't hide," Yzma warned...
~*~
Belle and Rumple were enjoying a nice day together with Gideon. They had decided to take a picnic to the park and were content to watch Gideon play. Tink and Neal had just joined them. Until a familiar and frightening figure appeared before the boy, causing them to rush to him.
"How is this possible?" Belle uttered, as Fiona stood before them.
"Hello son…" she said, as she looked at her grandson.
"You were foolish to leave the black flame candle out in the open for some careless virgin to light," she added.
"Black flame candle...what is she talking about?" Neal asked.
"A magical artifact that is said to revive witches on Halloween night. Don't worry...she'll be dust again in the morning," Rumple replied. Fiona chuckled.
"Unless I manage to feast on the souls of the children in Storybrooke...in which case, I shall gain immortality," she countered. Belle held Gideon close, as the woman was suddenly looking at him like he was, indeed, her next meal.
"Rumple…" she started to say.
"It's not going to happen, Belle," he promised, as he attempted to conjure a fireball, but frowned when the magic didn't heed his call. She cackled.
"The lighting of the candle has sucked up all the magic in Storybrooke for me and my accomplices to use," she hissed, as she blasted him away.
"Papa!" Gideon and Neal cried, as the latter helped him to his feet.
"Why do you even have a candle that can do this?" Neal griped, as he gestured toward the Black Fairy.
"I have many artifacts in my shop, some of which can be dangerous. I'd just like to know who got into my shop and was stupid enough to light it," Rumple growled.
"Oh, I'm so glad you asked that. It is thanks to another in our bloodline that I'm here now," she stated. Neal's eyes widened.
"Henry did this?!" he exclaimed.
"Enough of that for now...we need to get Gideon out of here," Tink," suggested, as they began running from her.
"Go...I can't run with no magic here. Get him to safety!" Gold called, as Fiona gave chase.
~*~
Snow and Charming arrived home, with their kids in tow, minus Summer, having had a successful trip to the costume shop. They didn't worry about her though, for they trusted Henry and she was always safe with him.
"Okay...we have about an hour until we need to start getting ready for trick or treating and the party," Snow called, as she went into the kitchen. David was about to follow her when his phone rang.
"Sheriff," he answered.
"Oh dahling...you sound so sexy on the phone. What are you wearing?" Cruella leered. Charming went rigid, for their was no mistaking the voice on the other end. But it was impossible...it had to be. Though, he had learned a long time ago that impossible and Storybrooke were akin to each other. On the other hand, it could be a Halloween prank too.
"Funny...that's a great prank," he quipped.
"Oh, it's no prank, dahling...I'm alive and well in the flesh," Cruella responded.
"That's not possible," he refuted.
"I understand your skepticism...so why don't you come out and see for yourself. Mummy would so love to see you," she purred. He paled and slowly walked toward the door, as he opened it.
"David?" Snow called, as she joined him in curiosity. His mouth was ajar, as none other than Cruella De Vil, in the flesh as she had promised, stood in their yard.
"Oh...there you are. You're looking as yummy as ever, dahling," she purred.
"How the hell are you alive?" Snow demanded to know. She cackled.
"You have your foolish grandson to thank for this. He shouldn't play with ancient artifacts in the Dark One's shop that he doesn't understand," she said, noticing the tiny boy clinging to her leg.
"What do you want?" David growled..
"Oh so many things. New furs, gin, diamonds, gin, to see what's underneath that tight shirt and jeans you wearing...did I mention gin?" she asked.
"I don't understand how this is possible…" he refuted.
"It's my fault, Gramps...I lit the black flame candle and revived her, among others," he admitted, as Summer ran to her father.
"Others?" Snow asked.
"The Black Fairy and Yzma…" Violet responded. David sighed.
"How is that possible? Doesn't bringing back the dead defy the laws of magic?" David asked.
"Oh yes...it does, but you see my resurrection is limited to Halloween night, chisel chin," Cruella quipped.
"Unless...I can suck the lives out of some brats to sustain me before the night is over," she added, as she eyed Summer and Bobby. Snow glared her.
"Over my dead body, you two-toned hag," she growled.
"Oh, how I would love to make that come true, dahling. Imagine the legend I'd become if I put you back in your little glass coffin," Cruella retorted.
"Enough!" David called and she gave him a hungry gleam.
"Yes...get angry, dahling…" she purred. He rolled his eyes.
"That's enough from you…" Emma said, as she tried summoning her magic, which only made Cruella cackle evilly.
"Oh, did I forget to mention that? The candle sucked all the magic for only us to use...so I called an old friend," Cruella said, as Maleficent, in her dragon form flew above them.
"Oh no…" Snow uttered.
"We need to find Leo...even without magic, he still may be able to get through to her," David said, as he picked Bobby up and she took Summer's hand, as they ran for the truck. Emma, Henry, and Violet got into the box of the truck, while Snow and David got into the cab with the children. David's tires squealed, as he took off away from town with the dragon following them from above.
~*~
Cruella smirked, as she joined her fellow witches back at Gold's shop.
"Is it done?" Fiona asked. Cruella huffed and threw her fur boa around her neck, as she glided into the shop.
"Of course dahling...I kept up my end. Maleficent is distracting the Charmings as we speak," she said.
"And you?" Fiona asked, as she turned to Yzma.
"I tried to gather children...but they run in fright from me," the old hag complained. Fiona rolled her eyes and Cruella snickered.
"Well, it's no wonder. That's a face that would send anyone screaming," she commented, as she touched up her lipstick in a compact mirror.
"Watch it...puppy skinner," Yzma growled.
"Enough! Need I remind you both that if we do not suck the lives out of the children of Storybrooke before dawn...then we're all dust again?" she questioned.
"What do brats even like?" Yzma questioned. Cruella's eyes lit up.
"Candy! The filthy little mongrels are going from house to house tonight collecting treats. But I have an even better plan to lure some snot nosed little brats to us," Cruella said, as she left the shop to enact her own plan. Fiona growled.
"Why was I cursed with such idiot sidekicks?!" she hissed.
"Just lucky I guess," Yzma responded. Fiona grabbed the twit by the collar and glared at her.
"Find me children! I'm not going back to that dreadful Underworld!" she demanded, as she stalked out, leaving Yzma to her own devices. The ancient witch looked around the shop and found some costumes in a trunk.
"Hmm...this just might work," Yzma said.
~*~
David drove to an open field on the outskirts of town, before parking the truck. Leo jumped out of the box and ran to to try to reason with Maleficent. Without magic, he had to rely on his natural ability with animals, rather than his magic to communicate with them.
"Leo...be careful!" Snow cried, as David put his arms around her.
"He'll be fine, my darling," he said, trying to convince them both.
"Maleficent...please! Don't let Cruella control you like this! I know you're stronger than that!" he called, as he dodged the fire that she breathed down on him. He rolled away and then got to his feet again, before closing his eyes and concentrating. He reached out with his feelings, much like he had done in a time before magic came to Storybrooke, and spoke with his heart. Maleficent landed before him, as he spoke to her without words and she calmed considerably. He walked toward the dragon, imploring her to listen to him and overcome Cruella's control. And in a puff of magenta smoke, the dragon disappeared and Maleficent appeared in its place. He sighed in relief.
"Thank you Leo," she said gratefully. He nodded, as his family ran to meet them.
"How is Cruella back?" she asked. Henry sighed.
"It's my fault...I screwed up really bad," he admitted. Emma put her hands on his shoulders.
"We'll figure this out, kid," she assured.
"You should go back home and protect Lily," Snow suggested. Maleficent agreed and hurried back toward town, just as David's phone rang and Emma's did as well.
"Sheriff," they both answered, as they each took the call. Snow heard her husband sigh.
"We'll be right there," he said.
"Yeah...someone will be right there," Emma said.
"What's going on?" Snow asked.
"Cruella is trying to pull some idiotic stunt at the animal shelter," he said.
"Same with Yzma...she's at the hospital. Eva is trying to deal with her, but there's a lot of kids there," Emma replied.
"You and Emma go deal with Cruella. Leo, Henry, Violet, and I will deal with the Dinosaur," Snow said, referring to Yzma. He nodded and kissed her tenderly, as Snow took Summer's hand.
"Be careful," he implored. She nodded.
"You too...Cruella is the worst," she reminded. He nodded and they parted ways, each group set on dealing with one witch.
~*~
"Seriously...of all the people that could come back. One of them had to be Cruella," Emma complained, as they arrived at the shelter.
"Yeah...she is definitely a nightmare," David agreed, as he visibly shuddered.
"I just hope we're not too late and she's not wearing any animals yet," he added, as the receptionist motioned them into the back.
David sighed, as he spied the fur clad woman in the room, surrounded by an assortment of adorable puppies.
"Yes...you are all going to make mummy the most wonderful new coat, yes you are," Cruella cooed.
"That's not happening," David said, as he stepped into the room and suddenly her predatory gaze was on him.
"Well...hello Sheriff Chisel chin. Love the badge, dahling. Did it come with handcuffs?" she purred. The look on Emma's face was one of pure disgust.
"Seriously?" she complained.
"Out Cruella...you're not taking some poor puppies so you can make a coat out of them," he told her. She pouted.
"Oh poo...you're spoiling all my fun," she whined, as she sauntered closer to him.
"Of course, there's other things we could do, dahling. Very entertaining things," she purred, as she undressed him with her eyes. David batted her hand away.
"Not interested and never going to be interested," he retorted.
"So...I thought the whole point of you being revived was so you could perform the terrifying task of sucking the life from children. Cause if you don't you're dust in the morning," Emma said, as she crossed her arms over her chest. Cruella rolled her eyes.
"And your point?" she asked. Emma gestured around them.
"Clearly there's no children here...just puppies," she reminded. Cruella scoffed.
"Well, I had a brilliant plan before you two spoiled it! I was going to take the puppies with me and use them to lure the little brats right to me," she said.
"And then once I had my eternal life, these little mongrels were going to make mummy a new coat," she cooed at them.
"Seriously...what kind of terrible backstory do you have that makes you want to hurt something so pure," Emma asked, as she cuddled one of the puppies and it licked her face. Cruella cackled at her question.
"Well...my backstory is that I'm a really terrible person," she answered. Emma raised an eyebrow.
"You know, some people struggle to keep the darkness at bay, but I've always been the girl to jump in with both feet and play," she mused.
"Okay...on that incredibly disturbing note, you're under arrest," David said, as he moved to cuff her.
"Ooohh...as much as I'd love to let you use those on me, dahling, I must be going," Cruella said, as she surprised him using her green magic to shove him against the wall.
"Yes...all tied up. Oh the fun we could have together," she purred, as she traced a finger along his neck and then fingered the buttons on his shirt. Emma cocked her gun.
"Hands off my Dad, you furry psycho," Emma warned. Cruella pouted.
"You've spoiled all my fun, just like your mother used to," the fur clad woman complained, as she disappeared in a puff of smoke. David sighed in relief, as he was released.
"We better get to the hospital in case she pops up there to wreck more havoc with one of her partners," he suggested. Emma holstered her weapon, as they left.
~*~
Eva and Paul glared at the horrible witch, as she stood before them, in a very bad costume that was painful to the eyes.
"Come little children...I'm Tinkerbell and I'm here to whisk you off to Neverland!" Yzma said in a fake, high-pitched voice. She was dressed in a sparkly green dress that hung haphazardly on her bony, wrinkled figure.
"Seriously...this is a really nauseating sight," Paul commented, as they guarded all the children that were visiting for trick or treating from Ella's daycare.
"Yeah...Tink is going to be horrified," Eva agreed.
"Come little children...I'm Tinkerbell," she called, as little Bobby marched up to her.
"Bobby...no!" Eva cried, as she reached for him.
"Hello little boy...how would you like to come with me?" she cooed and then yelped in pain, as Bobby hauled off and kicked her in the shin.
"You not Tinkerbell!" he cried, as Eva pulled him back.
"Why you wretched little heathen! For that, I'm going to make sure I suck you dry first!" Yzma threatened, as she raised her bony hand to them. Eva gasped and clutched him close, as she prepared to take a magical blow for her baby brother. But she wouldn't have to, as Yzma was suddenly beamed over the head with the wooden end of a broom. She fell to the floor in a daze, as Snow tossed the broom down and then rushed to her children.
"Nice one, Mom," Eva said, as the other raven haired beauty scooped her baby boy up.
"I kicked the bad lady, Mommy," Bobby announced, as she cuddled him.
"I know...I'm so proud of you, baby," she gushed, as they watched Yzma flail her arms comically.
"This isn't over!" she promised, as she disappeared in a puff of yellow smoke.
"Ugh...her wearing that outfit is stomach churning," Snow commented.
"Yeah…" Paul agreed, as he looked a little green.
"Honey, can you and Paul stay here with Bobby and the other children? We need to track her down," Snow said.
"Yes of course...go!" Eva urged.
"Yeah...there's a lot of children out on the streets tonight," Paul said, as they left Summer with Eva and Paul, before hurrying out.
It warms my frozen heart that people want more To Catch A Swan!
I’m working on a few extremely overdue commissions for @salty-rumbelle at the mo and a Tinkfire one for someone else–that is also overdue. Trying to get those done before I complete any other chapters. But To Catch A Swan is definitely high up on my list!
The kid ask for Neal and Tink? (I don’t know their ship name sorry lol)
Name: Azalea “Zaley” Cassidy
Gender: Female
General Appearance: Brown hair and green eyes. She’s pretty tall. Dresses comfortably, mostly in fall colors. Her wings are an auburnish brown.
Personality: Looks out for the underdog, always trying to protect people, if it’s the last thing she does. It can get her into some trouble, even though she wouldn’t change how she is for the world.
Special talents: As a fairy, she has magic and knows how to fly. As Neal Cassidy’s daughter, she knows how to pick locks and the pockets.
Who they like better: She’s very close with both of her parents and goes to them for different things. Tink is her go-to for all things magic, especially when she finds out that Neal used to hate it. She worries it means he’ll hate her. However, Neal explains that he just hates the use of dark magic and that even if she used it, he’d always love her. She tends to go to him for overall life advice.
Who they take after more: She’s a mixture of both her parents in looks and personality.
Personal head canon: She is very close with Rumple and Belle. When she’s 16, she gets a job at her grandfather’s pawn shop and hopes that one day, he’ll let her take it over. When Gideon goes off to college, he wants to retire and travel the realms with Belle, so he just might take her up on it.
I got a very sweet and polite message from someone wondering if it was too late for a wedding meme. It was a reminder that I need to get back into those now that November is over.
