The residents of Storybrooke begin to remember fairy tale life and share their pasts with their descendants about their destinies for their written histories and stories. However, during the reunion among everyone, a threat passes by the town that i...
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Hook's ship was soon anchored at the docks of Storybrooke. Seeing that the coast was clear, he jumped off the boat before proceeding to assist Cora, his son, and Evie off the ship. "Well, my dear Cora, this is where we shall part ways," he soon said to the older woman. "Thank you for everything. It's time for me to skin my crocodile."
Harry chuckled a little.
"Get your mind out of the gutter, boy." Hook narrowed his eyes at his son, turning to leave, but as he did, Cora magically disappeared, and then reappeared in front of him.
"You might want to rethink this." Cora advised.
"We had a deal," Hook glared. "Get out of our way."
"Believe it or not, I'm doing you a favor." Cora retorted.
"By preventing our vengeance?" Harry scoffed.
"Ask yourselves how I'm doing that." Cora countered.
"By using your dark magic." Hook replied.
"Exactly. Magic is here," Cora soon said before explaining a bit more. "And that makes matters a bit more complicated. If you go off half-cocked after an empowered Rumplestiltskin, do you know what'll happen?"
Hook soon looked away with a bit of a troubled look on his face.
"So, you do. Good." Cora then nodded.
A fisherman soon spotted on the pier and approached them. "Hey. You folks need anything?" he soon asked and greeted. "Tackle shop don't open until morning, but, if you want to go out and try and snare some of New England's finest pescatarian creatures, I'd be happy to open early for ya." he then offered.
"Mm... I'd like a white fish omelet myself..." Harry said hopefully and suddenly hungry as Evie slightly rolled her eyes at that.
"No, thank you," Hook soon declined to the fisherman. "We're fine."
"It's a fine vessel you got there. When'd you get in?" The fisherman soon noticed.
"What vessel?" Cora asked innocently before she raised her hand suddenly.
"W-Why that one right--" The fisherman began to say until the older woman suddenly waved her hand, turning the ship invisible as he looked wide-eyed at that. "Hey, that's a neat trick. You some kind of magician back in our land?" he then remarked.
Annoyed, Cora magically transformed the fisherman into a fish. As he flopped on the dock, Hook kicked him right into the water.
"Poor Mr. Fisherman." Evie frowned.
"My heart cries for him," Hook scoffed in response before glaring slightly at Cora. "What did you do with my ship?" he then asked.
"I hid it from prying eyes. For what we both want to do, we need the element of surprise," Cora explained before glaring firmly. "Now you ready to listen to me?"
