#the little head bonk he does with kai is all i want in this world

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RJ-83 in “Nash's Super Busy Day” | Young Jedi Adventures (2023-)

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Excerpt - The boy who fell in

POV - Eros Rosario

Words - 1761

I was twelve or thirteen when it happened; On that day I had gone closer to land. I had always enjoyed watching humans my age hang out together and have fun, though I was too nervous to talk or interact with them- which could be due to the fact I was worried they might judge me for my rather… Unusual appearance. So I just watched them and wished... and watched... and that night I was just minding my own business, floating under the water as you do, when I heard a splash. Somebody was sinking and they weren't trying to stop themselves. I swam quickly and grabbed them, bringing them to the surface. I was worried; What if he’d drowned? I mean he had sunk, so what if something had happened to him or somebody wanted to kill him or something? I had no clue but all I knew is that I wanted to help.

At first he didn't breathe. I couldn’t help but think, Oh crap did he die? Humans needed to breathe right? He was motionless. I leaned forward and gently slapped his cheek. "Are you alright?" I asked softly and watched as his eyes fluttered open and his gaze settled upon me.

"Wh- who are you?" He jumped back away from me as he caught sight of my tail. "What are you? and what're doing to me?" he asked again and I could sense fear in his voice.

"Hey it’s okay! I’m just here to help, okay? I thought you were gonna drown so-” I tried to explain that I was there to help- that I wasn’t trying to hurt him, but… he didn’t get it.

"G-get off of me you're a monster!" he exclaimed and pushed his hands against my chest, sending this feeling of pulsing pain, causing me to fall backward on the sand. My chest throbbed and it was so painfully hard to breathe, I squeezed my eyes shut and focused on steadying my breathing. "What did I just do? What did you do to me?!" He cried, his voice was very shaky and I could tell he truly had no idea what was going on.

"P-please I was just trying to help..." I stammered through the painful pulsing that ran through my body.

"I- but can't you see I wanted to sink... why'd you- why would- why would anyone save me?" As I opened my eyes, there were thick tears rolling down the boy's cheek. I felt bad…  It was obvious he was hurt and fragile so I couldn't blame him for lashing out at me but... a monster? It still hurt.

I took a deep breath and laid back on the sand as the pain subsided. "Nobody deserves to die... we are all a part of this planet and we all have our purpose, now I dunno what yours is, but I promise you whatever is going on in your life is nothing compared to the amazing things that will come in the future." I tried to cheer him up, despite the fact that’s not really something I’d had to do before. Usually I told myself those things when I felt down, I had never actually said anything like that to someone else before.

"I- what's your purpose?" He had asked.

I felt- Well I didn’t know the answer and that’s something I had been trying to figure out. But I couldn’t exactly say ‘i don’t know’ I highly doubt that would’ve worked "mm perhaps it's to help save the world..." "Or maybe it's to save an innocent life that was far before their expiration date." I gave him a warm smile.

"Are you an angel? Are you sure I'm not dead? Is this a test of some sort?" he started asking all these questions that I found himself utterly confused as to where to start.

"Uh-” I paused for a moment. “No, Yes, and No, I'm not an angel, I'm actually a siren.” I replied, I wasn’t exactly thinking, I didn’t understand that he would judge me for being a siren, I didn’t know all the false rumours that humans had spread about us, Which makes me wonder what other false information humans are taught.

"I- A siren? Holy crap a siren? PLEASE DON’T EAT ME!” He yelled and put his hands up in front of him.

"Why would I eat you? I literally just saved your life..." Obviously he wasn’t seeing the logic here, If I wanted to eat him I would’ve just waited for him to drown and then ate him. It would be so much easier than what I had done.

"Because sirens lure humans to eat them?" He answered hesitantly, looking as if he was ready to run away at any moment.

I shook my head. "No... I eat fish also fish eggs are nice they have this sort of popping feeling in your mouth and they have a really strong-”

"So you don't eat humans?" he interrupted, and seemed genuinely confused.

I shook my head again "No I dunno who would wanna eat a human- I think I accidentally bit someone one time and they didn't taste very good."

"Oh..." He looked down.

"Why do you sound disappointed? did you want me to eat you?" 

"Uh- n-no I just uhhmmmm I dunno I wasn't disappointed-" he stammered.

"Why're your cheeks red?" I poked his cheek. Once again I was naive and had no idea what a blush was considering I had never met a human or someone with pale skin; All the sirens I knew had darker skin and were at least tanned.

"This is a really weird situation- I don't know what to say… s-o I'm not dead?" He seemed to have calmed down at least a little bit at this point.

"Nope- you seem alive to me... Also why does this cloth take so long to dry and why do humans always wear them?" I leaned over and started to peel the wet shirt off of his skin.

"D-D'you think you could not do that?" He stammered and pulled his shirt back down.

"Hmm…” I ignored him and leaned closer to his face "you're a nice one~”

"Wh-what's that supposed to mean?" He shrank back onto his hands behind him.

I leaned forward and cupped his face, it was so soft. I briefly pressed my lips against his which were soft and warm. "I mean you're pretty and your skin is soft."

"I- uh- thanks" The boy flushed bright red and averted his eyes.

"Mhm... Wow, legs feel different than they look." I ran my hands along one of his legs "What's this hard part?" I bonked his knee.

The boy quickly retracted his leg "Ow shit that was my knee and that hurt-"

"Oh- sorry-"

"Uhm do you mind me asking what sirens actually do with humans if they don't eat them?..."

"Mm well it’s a bit different, A lot of sirens are just lonely and lure sailors to keep them company for the night. Most of the time the Sirens have no idea where they came from so they just dump them on a random plot of land which is usually pretty far from where they should've been, so a lot of the sailors are reported to have gone missing after going to these parts of the water where there are sirens. Probably some random person came up with the idea that we eat them 'cause he saw one of us and that we have sharp teeth y'know but like worse sirens do to humans is like sometimes we can leave bites- I mean I never have but sometimes there are teeth marks and pretty dark bruises.” I explained.

"Oh-" 

"Mhm..." I smiled 

"Is this a dream?..." He asked, as he looked around the beach.

"Uhm no I don't think so- why?"

"I just tried to drown myself, so technically I could be in a coma- Sirens are mythology- and also you are incredibly attractive and I feel like only my dreams could make you."

"Am I not real enough for you?" I pouted and leaned on his chest

"Uhm- I'm just really confused mate..."

"Mate? but wait, you're a human..."

"I- what?"

"Oh wait- do humans not have mates? Mm ah yeah right I should probably explain that too. Sirens generally have to choose a siren mate before they're eighteen so that we don't go extinct considering we actually don't find each other that attractive compared to humans.”

"I eh... Okay-”

"Mmm do you have a mate?"

"I- ehm no I don't- I mean I've never even- I’ve never even kissed anyone before..." 

"Never? why not? I kiss pretty much everyone I like-"

"Oh eheh- just different for humans I guess..." He laughed awkwardly and seemed to be looking anyway other than myself

"Can humans not sense when someone is mutually attracted to them?"

"No- Sirens can?"

"Mhm I mean I could tell at first you didn't like me but then you realized what was happening and you are now very attracted to me." he smiles. "That's why I knew if I kissed you, you wouldn't reject me."

"Oh-"

"Mhm..."

"So you're on land- how does that work?..." He changed the subject.

"Well I can breathe both air and water so going on land isn't much of a problem however the sunlight does burn our scales so we can't really go to the surface in the daylight also we can't really move around that much without legs" I swished my tail around in emphasis.

"Right but uhm do you need moisture to survive?"

"Mhm we have to be in water uhm I think it was at least 6 hours a day otherwise we'll start to dry out."

"okay cool- ehm..."

"Do you have water at your house?"

"Uhh I mean yeah?"

"Can I come with you?"

"As much as I'd love to say yes- no-"

"... So you have magic right- do you think you could figure out the spell to give me legs? Because I'm bored with the ocean. it's so big and all I do is swim around and eat fish."

"I have magic?"

"Well obviously you just shocked me when you got scared."

The boy was so confused, the look on his face said it all.

"The sun's gonna start coming up soon so I'll see you tomorrow night meet me here 'kay?" I smiled at him.

"Uhm alright I guess-"

"Mhm" I cupped his face and pecked his cheek before turning and swimming away back into the sea.

Thanks for reading!

This is something I wrote about a month ago and just got around to editing, it’s more to introduce you to the characters and the way that sirens work in this world. I probably won’t include all of it in the final story but I wanted to give you a little taste of the story idea.

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pinky and the brain - s1e3a: tokyo grows

episode summary: inexplicably existing in post-war japan, brain hijacks a shrink ray he just found laying around in order to make it a growth ray. he intends to dress pinky up as terrifying local monster gollyzilla, and pretend to defeat him, so the japanese people... elect him... president. of. japan.

all i’m gonna say is shinzo abe’s replacement has a hell of a lot coming to him if that’s a job requirement.

the rundown:

IT IS TOKYO IN 1956.

you can tell because it says “tokyo 1956″ in big letters at the bottom of the screen.

as we take a detour into acmeshito labs, senior-ly produced by tom ruegger,

we see a fellow sacrificing his shoes to the shoe gods. (sorry about that weird line at the bottom. vlc player has just decided it’s doing that now, i guess. nothing i can do about it.)

inside, some other lads, who have all been produced by peter hastings (my, the man gets around) are shrinking tvs for fun and giggles.

“at last! professor mifune! you have perfected the process of shrinking electronic devices, so we can sell them to americans for a lot of money!”

hm.

“yes, shimura, and now i say to you! miniturisation will be very,

BIG.”

and then they both shuffle over to stand in front of each other and laugh in a weird stilted way.

HA. HAHAHA. HAHAHA. i’m not sure if this is making fun of japanese people, or a common trend in japanese media (or voice acting?) at the time, but, um, i’m uncomfortable.

thankfully, the newly miniturised radio advertises that Legendary Prehistoric Monster Gollyzilla has been spotted, and apparently

the emperor wants mifune’s scientific opinion on gollyzilla

GOLLYZILLA

so maybe it’s best for mifune and shimura to get the fuck out of dodge.

so the two of them make a hasty retreat - after toeing their shoes back on, of course.

but who are these two!

brain looks pensive. i don’t know what’s in that waterbottle, but he’s having a tiny mousie crisis. pinky is narfing at him with little to no concern for his mental state.

still, crisis or not, brain has a world to take over. he mentions to pinky that the scentific equipment before them will be “invaluable for his plan to”

“TAKE OVER THE WORLD.” we really do get one per episode, huh.

“you mean you’re going to shrink down all the electronic so only mice can operate them?”

which is a reasonable idea, i think. brain counters it with “don’t be absurd, pinky, there’s no future in minaturisation,” and clarifies that is is big things that strike fear into the hearts of humans.

like that ridiculous legend of gollyzilla. <gay little hands on hip pose>

as pinky ponders whether Kay Ballard is In The Union (sorry, pinky, she’s dead) brain explains that his intent is to alter the shrink ray into a growth ray, to “become a four hundred foot tall mouse and save the world from gollyzilla.”

“but you just. said there was no such thing as gollyzilla, brain.”

“there is now, pinky.”

did we really need another closeup for that line, guys? really? is it not enough to have the mouse say his lines without shoving the camera into his face? must the man deepthroat the camera every time he has things to say?

anyway brain’s plan is to dress pinky up as gollyzilla and “save tokyo” from him. you can tell because the camera angle makes it look like his head is on gollyzilla’s body.

this random man takes a toke from his old timey pipe. “yes, i see.” he says. this is not explained.

as brain reverses the shrink ray into a growth ray, pinky makes his debut.

TADAAAAAAA POIT.

“what do you think, brain? pretty scaaaaaaary, eh?”

“yes, pinky. terrifying. stand by.”

boop.

there probably won’t be a lot left of the lab when brain is done, unfortunately.

but hey! check this out!

“narf.”

“where are you, brain? i can’t see you.”

“i’m down--”

bonk.

well, he’s clearly dead, so i guess that’s this review over.

jokes, of course. lucky for us, brain is still alive, and he has brought a little megaphone with him! awwww.

“now, go on your rampage, gollyzilla!” he’s very hype for that, it appears. pinky tries his best not to disappoint.

NARF POIT I AM PINKZILLA KING OF THE MONSTERS

AARGHGGHGHH RAAARGHGHG ARGH.

it’s this random man again. “yesss, i see.” i don’t know who he is, or why he’s here, and i am scared.

but never mind him. we cut to this adorable straight couple chilling on this bridge.

“i love you, fumiko.”

“and i love you, hershel.”

awwww.

unfortunately, famously heterophobic legendary monster gollyzilla is here. “hello!” he says, cheerily. “i’m on a rampage. narf.”

fumiko and hershel get the fuck out of dodge.

still, pinky’s having fun, and that’s what matters.

though bits of his costume are coming off.

“oooh, i can’t see through this thing!”

“oh.”

“oh no! the giant monster is moulting!”

rip that guy, i guess. upon attempting to recover his lost glove, pinky accidentally spikes his tail on a nearby building in the process.

“egad. i’m all a tangle!”

he gives it a yank, for good measure,

and ends up catapulting himself into the abyss.

the random man is back. “yesss, i see,” he says. what does he want? what is he doing here? please don’t smoke in front of me, sir. i have real bad asthma.

meanwhile, brain is making himself “the largest mouse on earth, and hero of the planet.”

donk.

this frame is terrifying so obviously i’m making everyone look at it.

“people of tokyo! do not fear! i, brainodo, have come to save you!”

i’m not sure they’re convinced. the army have shown up, by this point.

“it’s another giant monster! even more ugly than gollyzilla!”

rude.

brain suggests that, perhaps, he is actually an artificially enlarged labmouse here to save them from gollyzilla, and maybe they could thank him by making them emperor.

the military do not agree.

so, yknow, maybe it’s best that he goes to look for pinky.

“how can i save the city from gollyzilla with no gollyzilla!” yells brain, as he steps on a school bus and either, 1, kills like 40 children, or 2, ruins the setpiece for melanie martinez’s 2019 music video “wheels on the bus.”

(no one’s watching us don’t give a fuck wheels on the bus ou ou)

anyway it’s a good thing that pinky has decided to spontaniously burst out of this lake. man’s really commiting to the role, huh.

again, he’s having fun.

brain is less impressed.

after admonishing pinky for running off,

brain reminds him to “make the battle look realistic”. their plan, of course, depends on it.

TAKE THAT, YOU HORRIBLE BEAST

ouch.

pinky sure is putting a weird amount of effort into this battle. and pyrotechnics??? yeah.

bonk.

bonk.

yeet.

as brain unflomphs himself, and prepares to strike back, pinky comes over to see what’s going on.

“scuse me, brain.”

“go away, pinky. can’t you see i’m fighting with pinky?”

“oh, but. wait.”

“how can you be fighting with me over there, if i’m over here?”

“it’s a very simple principle, pinky! it’s because!”

“that’s the real gollyzilla.”

and by the looks of things, he’s not very happy.

conclusion:

pinky’s first instinct, upon seeing The Real Gollyzilla (please stand up, please stand up) brandishing a building at them, is to pick brain up and flee in terror.

it’s very cute. he just scoops him up and nopes him away. not today, gollyzilla. not today.

gollyzilla, unfortunately, seems pretty bloody determined to make it today.

unfortunately, in his quest to deliver brain to safety, pinky walks right into a pylon.

bonk. they fall over. ):

and unfortunately, they fell directly onto what was once acmeshito labs, which activates the growth ray in the process.

it’s this guy again.

who are you??? what the fuck do you want?? why are you just smoking your pipe and looking at me like that and saying yesss, i seeeee. what do you see??? did the newslady send you??? what do you want from me??????

he gets shot by the growth ray. good. die.

the mice, as you can imagine, are not having a great time of things right now.

gollyzilla is fully prepared to bonk them on the head.

but oh! what is this?

random man? is that you? are you our hero, random man? is this your redemption arc?

do you see now, random man? what do you see?

well, he just yeeted a building, so jot that down.

he seems to be preparing himself to yeet gollyzilla, too.

same.

the mice duck out of the way as the fearsome creature is launched like an olympic sport. good thing tokyo 2020 got cancelled, i guess.

air lizard. nyoom. unfortunately they land on the remains of acmeshitu labs,

and nudges the growth ray in the process.

it goes a bit haywire.

the mice look on, perturbed, as it starts firing at random objects.

like this building.

and that fire hydrant.

and that building.

and this, uh.

city?

um????

oh dear.

at least acmeshito labs is going back in for repairs.

“it’s a shame we’re not giant any more, brain.”

“we are, pinky. unfortunately, so is everything else. our relative smallness remains.”

alright. that’s the end of that one, i guess. that’s going down as a solid outside influence.

brain: 5 ½ pinky: 6 ½ outside influence: 11

brilliant, brain!

but oh, wait, no. is earth like, 400 times its’ previous size, now? surely that can’t be good for the universe????

what are your thoughts, bbc science focus?

well. that’s not good.

[hq-cuties-pls]

Umm.. How about Nekoma kiss headcanons? thanks

Can do! Sorry this took so long! Reminder that Fukurodani kisses have been requested and are in the pipe, so they are coming! Please enjoy!!~The Admins

Kuroo: If you ask him, he’ll say with a completely straight face that he’s a jack of all trades type (Yaku will say he’s more of a master of none). Kuroo has a kiss for every occasion and he’s very good at reading the mood before he makes a move and so far he hasn’t been wrong yet. Generally, his hands are usually either cupping your face or on your shoulders and how close or tight he’s holding you depends on the intensity of the kiss. If he initiates the kisses, he’s all smooth and has that shit-eating grin on his face, but if you initiate the kiss, his eyes will get a little wide and what’s that? Is that a blush you see? He has no problems with PDA, but if you’re not comfortable with it he’s ok with that too. He does tend to save the heavier kisses for when you’re alone. If he’s not kissing your lips, he’s kissing your temples.

Kai: Best kisses; super soft and gentle, very easy going with an easy flow to them. He always knows where to put his hands, where to hold you, when to pull away and when to surge forward. His lips are really soft and supple (they’re full and plush plus he has a Chapstick problem) and he loves to put his hand against the back of your neck. He pulls you towards him a lot, and he’s low key weak for when you stand on your toes for him. He’s not completely opposed to PDA–he just takes a very traditional approach to it. If he’s not kissing your lips, he’s kissing your cheek.

Yaku: Dominant kisser, through and through. Do you like to take the reins during kisses? Well, too bad, because Yaku will high key dominate you. His kisses are rough, demanding, and bordering on painful, but they are so good. He likes to bite, nibble, and kiss your breath away. The only time he’s weak for long hair is if he’s wrapping a ponytail around his fist during a make out session. Did I mention he’ll pull your hair, no matter the length? Because he will. He’s surprisingly neutral about PDA–doesn’t matter to him, although he will tone down the sex vibes in public spaces. If he’s not kissing your lips, he’s kissing just below your ear or the top of your head. (Don’t mention how much he has to stand on his toes for this)

Kenma: A surprisingly deft kisser, and he’s actually super into it. He’s not super handsy during kisses, but he loves soft, gentle, lingering kisses that leave him begging for more. And he will, too, because once you get him going he doesn’t stop. Each kiss after the first will get deeper and more intense until he’s a shaking, shivering mess. He might actually pause his game for it if he gets super into it. He’s not big on physical touch, but he is weak if you run your fingers through his hair while you kiss him. He’s a hard nope on PDA–not super into it, and gets really embarrassed thinking everyone is staring at him when you’re kissing, so please respect his wishes, because he’ll kiss you all you want at home. If he’s not kissing your lips, he’s kissing your shoulder.

Yamamoto: A bit stiff at first; he’s not sure what to do, where to put his hands, how much tongue to use… high key, he just… doesn’t know what he’s doing, poor child. But once he figures his life out, watch out, because he gets very enthusiastic. He uses quite a bit of tongue and teeth, but once he gets it down, it’s so good. He really likes to hold your face still and just press kisses all over you because he loves you, and is so grateful for you, and this is how he shows it. He wants to try it, but low key he’s really bad at PDA. He just gets so flustered and embarrassed and loses control of the volume of his voice. It can be fun to embarrass him, though. If he’s not kissing your lips, he’s kissing the back of your hand or your forehead.

Fukunaga: Undeniably the best kisser in the world–God tier, amazing, kiss-your-socks-off sort of kisses. But no one can confirm or deny. The legend goes that he loves to kiss all over your body–every inch of skin he can reach–and he’ll leave hickies in places that will make you melt. But no one has seen it for themselves. Will you be the first to see for themselves?

Inuoka: Gets super flustered when you ask for a kiss, but never says no. He might need to psych himself up with a few deep breaths but he’ll be ready to go after that. His kisses are either one of two speeds: super chaste pecks or long and soul-restoring. For those longer ones, he likes to hold your hands and you can definitely feel him smiling into it. He also thinks it’s super adorable if you have to go on your toes to kiss him. He’ll also say thank you after almost every kiss because he feels so grateful. His teammates tease him all the time because he’s shy about PDA. His whole face turns red and he gets really loud. To him, if you ask for a kiss in public, it means a kiss on the cheek unless specified otherwise. If he’s not kissing your lips, he’s kissing your cheeks or hands.

Lev: Tries his best. Really he does. Sometimes he moves in too quickly and you bump noses or teeth. But the important thing with Lev is that even if a kiss ends up sour, he’s always willing to try, try, try again. It’s endearing really, the lengths he goes to make you happy. Other times he’ll be a lil shit and make you hop in place so you can pull him down for a kiss, but the teasing never lasts very long because more often than not, he loves kissing more than the buildup to it. He’s doesn’t mind PDA in front of strangers but if you kiss him in front of his family or his teammates, he’ll get really flustered. It’s worth it. If he’s not kissing your lips, he’s kissing the top of your head.

Shibayama: He’s very self conscious about kisses and he’s always worried he’ll mess up. He’s more of a nose nuzzling, head bonking, cheek booping kind of guy and he’ll absolutely melt if you return the favor. He’s very affectionate in this regard, but when it comes to kisses, he’s a little shy but is very soft and gentle. He also likes to linger a little after the kiss and usually he’ll laugh softly because he’s so happy that you return his feelings. As far as PDA goes, he’s not afraid to be affectionate and will definitely hold your hand without prompt but he’s a little nervous when it comes to kissing. If he’s not kissing your lips, he’s kissing your forehead (it’s adorable if you’re taller than him because he’ll go on his toes!)

[megairishrose]

Flaws Stitched Together With Good Intentions chapter 27: What she had to do

They were within the town line; the army was inside Storybrooke. The army of the Caldron Born seemed to stretch the entire length of the town. And the heroes stood a few miles away, facing down the enemy. There were so many of them, more than anyone had imagined. A sick feeling settled in Amelia's stomach. Neal noticed and took her hand into his. It gave off a little comfort.

Their army was better than she had hoped for. They had magic mixed with raw skill. This had to be the way to win a war, right?

The Horned King stood right in the center and on his right side was Sir Kay.

Neal leaned over to Amelia. "Now I understand why my father never scared you." He meant the Horned King. She nodded. "And I am taking him down." Now he meant Sir Kay.

"Well, here we are, about to go to battle. Amelia, you want to say a few words?" David asked.

Say a few words? Was Prince Charming asking for an inspiration speech from her? She wasn't one for fancy words, her words usually were harsh and full of sass. But maybe, this once she could be the light in the dark.

Amelia Hunter stepped up on a bench and looked out over her army, her friends. "I want to thank you all for coming out, I know how lame that sounds. So here's something better. I never liked to consider myself a survivor, I always preferred the term warrior. That's what we all are. We're all broken and damaged and we aren't quite fixed yet. A lot of us have gone through hell, but you know what? We came back. We came back stronger. You know why? Because we are warrior and warriors fight! To be heroic does not have to mean possessing the ability to stand against the evils of the world, either well or successfully, but just that one is willing to stand!"

Her words were meant with cheers, they almost brought joy to her heart. Almost. Neal clutched her hand and helped her down back to the ground.

"Regina, remember back in the Enchanted Forest, when I said that when he took over I would make sure you suffered. This is what I meant." Amelia felt she had to clear the air.

Regina gave the army a brief glance. "So in other words, I'm lucky you like me now?"

"Very lucky."

Storybrooke's and the Enchanted Forest's mightiest heroes stood against the legendry and unstoppable army of the undead. Amelia hoped no one ever told her the odds.

It was a face-off, who was going to make the first move?

A Cauldron Born threw an ax at them, it flew at them fast but it was Regina who sent up a protective shield.

"They started it, now we finish it. Who's going out first?" Regina asked, a magic fireball swirling around her hands.

"Not us, them." Amelia waved a hand over her head, the universal sign for 'roll out'. The trained assassins ran out of their formation and towards the Cauldron Born. "Always sent out the pawns first." Amelia asked, shooting David and Regina a tiny grin. "What, they didn't teach you that in battle school?"

They let the clash go a few moments before Amelia herself went into battle. And every one followed her lead.

Chaos.

That was the only logical way to describe the battle. If logical was even the right word.

Magic and might versus numbers. One to go down in the history books, provided there would be history books when this was all over. It was silent at first, then suddenly, noise like Amelia had never heard before. It was power and strength and cruelness all wrapped into one.

She was alone, that's how she preferred to work. Neal would be safe, her magical mark would save him, keep him safe. Even when she couldn't, forever, no matter what.

Amelia stood her ground, she thanked her lucky stars she had put a spell on her quiver and Robin's also so neither of them would run out of arrows. One arrow after another went into a Cauldron Born's neck or chest. But as soon as one fell, two more took its place. It was almost like Hydra.

Arrows stopped and Amelia switched to fists, her first and best weapon. She was trying to avoid using magic. She had no idea if it would work. Her magic was like her, temperamental.

She bit back cries of pain and used her healing on her wounds. She couldn't afford to be hinged by minor and simple cuts and blood.

Then there was a blur and the ten soldiers surrounding her went down at once. Was that …? Amelia saw something brush past her legs and she looked down and to her astonishment, saw her Luna.

Amelia threw up a magical dome. She got down on her knees gratefully. "How did you find me? Is this Derek's way of protecting me?" Luna leaned her head against Amelia's, not trying to avoid its bloody teeth.

She was thrilled, beyond belief in fact. But Amelia was not the one who needed the protection on the battlefield.

"I need you to go protect Henry." Luna looked confused. "The kid, he's my step-son. I can handle myself. Now go." Her head got bonked lightly but Luna took off in a hurry.

Amelia grinned, now it was no more miss nice guy. She was now ready to go into full bounty hunter mode, well magical bounty hunter. Which was more dangerous and fun for her, but very dangerous for anyone and everyone she was going to be up against.

Amelia's magic was on point during the battle, more than on point. She could feel the powers of heaven and earth coursing through her veins. She felt unstoppable. The ground obeyed her command and acted like a shield against the army. Amelia sent waves of power to the nearest soldiers, making them topple to the ground like wheat. Did the Horned King have any idea who he was dealing with?

She was Bernadette, bounty hunter of the Enchanted Forest, sorceress of ancient magic of Prydain, she had legions of heroes and creatures at her back. She was a force to be reckoned with.

Fire and electricity poured out of her hands, turning everything it touched to dust. For the first time since the mark appeared on her palm, Amelia felt in control, like she could take on the world and win.

Then she sensed trouble behind her. She focused her mind and saw Marian was losing ground against a Cauldron Born soldier. Time for Amelia to step in. She whistled loudly and held a hand high above her head. Suddenly something large tightened around her wrist and lifted her off the ground.

"Thanks for the lift, Bucky. A bird's eye view definitely changes one's assessment of a siltation." Amelia called up to the large griffin. "Now get as close to Marian as you can. If you feel the need to take out some soldiers along the way, be my guest."

From her new angle, Amelia saw everything. David and Mary Margaret hadn't left each other's sides. What did Amelia really expect from them? Emma and Killian seemed to take a page from their book as well. Regina and Gold used magic while Robin and Belle used weapons. They were playing to each other's strengths. Henry was back to back with Neal. Everyone seemed to be holding their own. It was a comforting thought.

Then Bucky's grip on her wrist was gone and Amelia was falling to the ground. She could control it and when she landed, the earth moved, causing a cloud of dust to rise around her.

"What did I miss?" She yelled over to Marian.

"You're messing up my rhythm. I have him right where I want him." Marian scolded, pulled an arrow out of the chest of a solider.

"Lending a hand never hurt anyone." Amelia said with a grin. She blasted an oncoming solider away.

"Whatever happened to the old fashion way of fighting? Yes, it's a little messy, but it gets the job done. I think using magic is cheating."

Amelia whirled on her friend, speechless. But she noticed the joke in her voice. "Cheating? I would never cheat. It's not in my nature." And to prove her point, she whipped out her dagger and flung it into the face of a Cauldron Born. It went down with a scream.

"Messy but effective." Marian nodded, impressed.

"No time for more chatting, keep up the good work." Amelia said before finding herself surrounded by six soldiers. "I like these odds. Come on; give it your best shot." She yelled.

They came at her, but her daggers were ready. She slashed and kicked with everything she had. They fought back but one by one they failed, as was expected. Then one of them got the upper hand and his blade hit Amelia in the stomach. She wasn't ready for the force of that blow and was forced to the ground.

Her back hit something hard and pain shot up her spine. The soldier's blade was high above her head, ready to deliver the final blow.

But instead, he was blasted away by a beam of purple light. Amelia looked up and saw Gold walking towards her. She actually accepted his hand to help her to her feet.

"Nice timing. Not sure what would have happened to me if you didn't show up when you did."

"You would have found a way out of it. You always do, dearie." Gold said.

Amelia opened her mouth to respond but an incoming blast of power stopped her. Gold threw up a barrier at the last minute. A few yards away stood Mim.

So Mim's magical skills were better, Amelia had to give her that much. But would they continue to hold up?

Gold took a step forward, ready to engage Mim in battle one on one. But a firm hand on his shoulder stopped him.

"No, the witch is mine." Amelia calmly stated. She was done with Mim, all of this started because of her. Now she was going to pay.

Amelia raised a hand over her head and spun her fingers twice. Instantly she appeared right in front of Mim's face.

She wasted no time grabbing the witch's neck.

"What are you doing, really? You think you can stand toe to toe with anyone on this battlefield?" Amelia growled. She finally had the upper hand when it came to Mim. Pulling out her heart seemed like a very good option.

"Of course darling, I have a few tricks up my sleeves. You want to start a wizard's duel?" Mim said with a grin that Amelia wasn't sure how she was pulling off with an almost closed windpipe.

"Not with the likes of you." Amelia threw Mim to the ground and yellow power appeared between her hands.

"I won't cheat, no pink dragons from me, I swear." Mim got to her feet. And her grin hadn't faded. Was all this a joke to her? Did life and death mean nothing to the purple haired sorceress?

Amelia didn't answer, instead she sent ice crystals at Mim, freezing the woman in place.

She was stuck for only two seconds, the ice that had trapped her broke off into a million pieces, spraying everything that was close. Amelia threw up a barrier to protect herself.

"Yes, I think, no correction, I know I can stand toe to toe with the warriors on this battlefield. You want to know why, darling? Because I am the marvelous mad Madam Mim!" At that, the woman transformed into a huge purple dragon.

Amelia had to cram her neck to be able to look the creature in the eye. She pulled an arrow from her quiver and shot. Her aim was flawless. Right in between the eyes.

The dragon roared in pain and began to shrink back to the ground in a cloud of purple smoke. When it cleared, Mim was back to her normal form, hand held to her face. "Ouch, was that necessary? Did that even scare you?" She pulled her hand away and there was a murderous look in her eyes. "I know how to scare you…" Suddenly the two women were transported to a different area of the battle, within eye shot of Neal. "The former Dark One's son, you certainly know how to pick them, don't you Bernadette. You're not going to last much longer; you know that right? You can't possibly win against the Cauldron Born. But don't worry, I'll take good care of him, back in my castle. The Horned King isn't the most pleasant company and it gets so lonely…" She would have continued her statement but Amelia acted fasted. A wall of stone appeared behind Mim and she was thrown hard into it.

Amelia's yellow murderous eyes were trained on Mim. "You can break my soul, beat me, hurt me, even kill me, but. Don't. You. Dare. Touch. Him." She didn't yell, didn't raise her voice, she growled and the words echoed through Mim's whole being. Mim raised her hand to push Amelia away but her wrists were held back by stone handcuffs that appeared from the wall.

Amelia's hand lightly touched Mim's chest then her neck. Take her voice or take her throat? Which one, which one? Well, she could always do both…

And she did. One hand wretched out Mim's heart while the other tore out her voice. The combination of magic crackled in her hands… it was almost more than Amelia could bear. She struggled to stay on her feet but her attempts were useless.

Mim seized the opportunity and broke her bounds. She ripped her heart and voice back from the fallen bounty hunter. They were put back in their correct place and Mim stared down at Amelia, rage written in her eyes.

Amelia stood her head, trying to clear her mind. She looked up to see Mim's finger trained on her forehead. No, she couldn't lose her memory of anyone else. Losing her memory was worse than death. She would be nothing, nobody. But she was helpless to stop it.

Mim's finger lightly touched Amelia's forehead and the pain sent Amelia over the edge. The sudden magic burst of magic blasted Mim away.

She sat there alone, her protective dome flickering uselessly around her, she didn't feel confused, she remembered everything. So what had Mim done to her this time? Amelia slowly got to her feet and a shadow fell over her. The scent of sea air and stale ale engulfed her. She closed her eyes; she knew exactly who was standing behind her even before the sword tip touched the middle of her back. Mim hadn't taken her memory of someone this time; she had pulled someone out of her mind.

"So we meet again, bounty hunter." The guff voice said.

Amelia heaved a heavy sigh and noticed Dyrnwyn lying within arm's reach. That was a very convenient sword.

"Are you sure you want to do this, Captain?" She meant no respect with his title. Part of her didn't want to be bothered with him; she had enough on her plate but the bigger part of her wanted to put him in his place.

"Yes, darling, I do."

Really, pet names? "Your funeral." Amelia held out her hand, Dyrnwyn flew into her grip. She spun around and her blade met Black Beard's.

"Your skills have improved; my compliments to Jones." He swung at her at and she blocked it perfectly. Honestly, it was the sword doing most of the work. Amelia was grateful.

"He's not my teacher anymore."

"Are you looking for a new teacher? I would never say no to a beautiful woman, especially when she needed it." He leered at her.

"Be careful, I picked up some new tricks since the last time we met." So many new tricks.

"So you aren't going to use your signature move on me?" He asked, she only responded with a confused look. "Shooting me in the stomach and stabbing me in the heart?"

"Remember my response last time? That you need a heart for that." Then a cruel smile grew on her face. "Let's test a theory, shall we?" Without another word, Amelia plunged her hand into Black Beard's chest and tore out his heart. She held the sad sorry excuse for a heart. And she thought Gold's heart was black.

"Well, would you look at that? You do have one." Black Beard had pure fear in his eyes and he actually prayed to every Higher Power that Bernadette wouldn't do what she was considering.

"And. Now. You. Don't." Each word was punctuated with a squeeze of her hand. The last word was accompanied with the final squeeze and dust slipped through her fingers. Black Beard crumpled to the ground.

"Pirates are such pathetic opponents." Amelia observed, wiping her hands on her pants.

"If I didn't know you better, lass I would be highly insulted by that observation." Killian was suddenly by her side. There were cuts on his face and arms.

"You weren't pathetic, you were easy." She told him with a silly smile.

A loud horn sounded through the entire battlefield. Both Amelia and Killian were forced to throw their hands over their ears.

"Send in the second wave." The Horned King's calm voice traveled over the field.

Second wave? This wasn't everything he had? There was more? Were these his pawns? Amelia looked over at Killian, panic written all over her face.

"Go, find Emma. Be safe." She pushed him in the direction she knew Emma was. Killian was slightly reluctant but he did listen.

Amelia stood there alone for a moment, she looked around and saw the one object that could stop it all. The Black Cauldron itself was about a mile away, a green mist slowly pouring out of it. That's what gave the warriors their power, their life.

Suddenly the noise of the battle got a hundred times louder. All of her senses were on overload and her mind went back to her very first traumatic experience. The massacre that killed her family. The murders that forced her into a shell and built walls so high only a miracle could get through to save her.

Amelia couldn't collect her thoughts with all that was going on. She needed silence and one person to talk to.

It might have seen cowardly, kneeing in the middle of a life or death battle under a protective dome. Then Blinky joined her and sat in her cupped palms. Amelia needed to silence the inner demons. She heard nothing of the battle.

She and Blinky had a conversation. It didn't last as long as she thought it would have.

Something important clicked in Amelia's mind. She knew what she had to do. Amelia Hunter had to be like her mother. It was the only way to ensure everyone's survival.

She had to do it, no, she wanted to do it. She had started this mess, she would finish it once and for all.

The barrier fell and suddenly Neal was next to her. He was battered and bloody but somehow in decent spirits. "Babe, I know I look bad, but you should see the other guy..."

He stopped mid-sentence when Amelia grabbed his face and kissed him hard. It was everything their relationship was: gentle, passionate, everlasting, impossible, soul-searching, recovery, repairing.

He responded even though he was confused by her actions. Making out in the middle of the battlefield? What was she thinking?

Amelia pulled back and rested her forehead against his. "I love you, Neal Cassidy, more than words can ever say. And I will love you until the end of the time."

What was she talking about? What did she mean by that?

Then Neal Cassidy realized what was happening. His hand moved to grab her, to stop her. Something, anything to make her change her mind. But she was faster and smarter, his wrist had a vine wrapped around it, rooting him to the ground. "Amelia, no… don't! There has to be another way! Please don't do it!" Neal screamed as he desperately watched Amelia back away from him and then run at full speed towards the cauldron. No words were needed, not even her usual 'I'm sorry'.

She blasted anything that stood in her way. Her mind was clear, free and light, for the first time in her life.

Amelia Hunter took a running leap and threw herself into the Black Cauldron, sacrificing herself to save the ones she loved.

When the willingly body entered the cauldron, there was an earth-shattering explosion and a blinding light. The green mist that had been slowly pouring out of the cauldron now reversed its path

The vine around Neal's wrist fell and now he could do something. He just wasn't sure what.

His purpose suddenly stood in front of him. Sir Kay had his sword ready but his skin was being torn away by the pull of the cauldron.

"Not so fast. My time might be over, no thanks to your woman, but I will make sure you join her!" Kay swung his sword; Neal was ready and met his with his own blade. Kay stumbled to his knees, his strength quickly fading.

Neal plunged his sword into Kay's face. "Not by your hand."

The knight turned to dust while all around him, the Cauldron Born were forced back in to the cauldron. None of them were safe, including the Horned King himself. He tried to grab anything to stop his final destination. Emma, Regina and Gold helped him on his path to enteral imprisonment.

The Horned King, the current Dark One, entered the Black Cauldron. His power and evil forever trapped.

The dust settled and the residents of Storybrooke looked around. They were alive, they won but they were confused. They knew the only way the Cauldron Born could be stopped, but who had done it?

Neal franticly searched the battlefield and saw the one body he needed. Amelia Hunter was lying cold on the ground, free of any cuts she suffered from the battle. Next to her was the powerless cauldron.

Neal ran to her and pulled her into his arms. "No… no… Amelia. Don't be gone. I still need you. You said you weren't going anywhere. I love you." He pressed a desperate kiss to her lips.

Amelia Hunter woke up slowly and peacefully. She felt well rested. She sat up and realized she was in the middle of a forest.

"Bernadette?" A soft gentle voice touched her ears. It was a voice that she barely remembered. She twisted her body in the direction of the voice and the sight made her heart leap for joy.

"Mama?"