A wail of pain and despair wracked Neverland's jungle. "Oh God no! Please no!" Emma thought desperately, her heart pounding in her chest and hair flying wildly as she raced after Killian towards the Lost Ones' hideout, her parents, Gold, and Regina following close behind. Saviour and pirate put on a burst of speed as they neared the jungle's clearing.

As the group broke through the jungle, they were confronted by a dozen of the Lost Ones. "Henry!" Emma screamed, as she fought to get through the Lost Ones' blockade, seeing her son restrained by Felix and two of the tougher looking Lost Ones on—Emma forced down a wave of nausea—a platform made entirely of human bones. The bones were tinged a sickening blood red; whether this particular hue was from actual blood or the eerie shade cast by the rising Neverland sun, Emma didn't care to find out.

"I thought I told you Rumple not to interfere with the boy. He belongs to Pan now." Felix called calmly over his shoulder from the skull platform.

"Not likely kid! Henry is MY son and none of you are taking him from his family!" Emma retorted.

Emma dodged an attack by one of the Lost Ones fighting to get to Henry. Out of the corner of her eye she saw Killian disengage with fighting two of Pan's crew, stopping another's club swing inches before it hit her head. The two of them quickly cleared an opening between the Lost Ones. "Get your boy Swan! I'll hold them off with the others!" Hook shouted over the clang of swords and the whooshing of arrows. Emma made a break for it as an arrow flew over her head grazing her skull. "RUN!" she heard the pirate urge her forwards once more.

The blonde tore through the mass of Lost Ones, dodging and parrying the attacks from the Ones who came after her. The Neverland sun was blinding as it continued to ascend above the horizon. The distance between Emma and her son grew smaller with each bounding step she took. But just as she thought she would be getting Henry home safe that very day, she heard Felix call "Pan!".

Emma's blood ran cold as The Shadow appeared from inside the tree hideout. Swooping through the Lost Ones the Shadow made its way to the platform, where a frightened Henry grew pale. "Hey!" Emma shouted at the Shadow as she hurled her sword towards it.

Naturally, her weapon went right through The Shadow and it threw back its head as though it were laughing at her attempt. Emma idly thought that a SHADOW was not a dragon, and therefore, she should have known better than to throw her only weapon at a figment of light, magical or not. She had very little time to fully process this thought when the Shadow came at her, lifting her into the air as it threw her back behind the Lost Ones' blockade. Emma landed in an undignified heap in the dirt as Killian and David ran to her side to block her from an attack while she pushed herself upright.

"Gold! Regina! Can't you do something?! You have magic!" Mary Margaret beseeched the Dark One and the Queen as she shot another arrow towards Felix and the platform only for the Shadow to block her attack.

"I'm sorry, dearie! I really am! But our magic works differently here in Neverland." Gold apologized. As if to prove his point, The Dark One sent an albeit weak looking fireball towards the skull platform. The fireball quickly lost momentum and fizzled out to a small spark before landing just beyond the Lost Ones.

Overhead, The Shadow gave what appeared to be an exasperated gesture and pointed frantically towards the rising sun. Felix called the Lost Ones to a halt.

"Pan. We have brought you the Truest Believer. His heart is yours, Peter." Felix addressed The Shadow with a slight bow. Pan, The Shadow, began to fly towards the platform.

"No!" cried Killian. Emma turned her head so fast to stare at the pirate her head spun as she looked at him with a mixture of shock, despair, and a hint of adoration. "No! Take me instead! I was once one of you! You of all people know that," Killian beseeched them pointing to The Shadow, "Please the boy needs his mother, and she needs him. Isn't that what all of you have wanted? Why would you deny the lad that?"

Felix considered the pirate for a tense moment. But The Shadow had other ideas. In one swift movement, The Shadow plunged its hand into Henry's chest, ripping out his heart. There was a collective "NO!" from the Jolly Roger's crew and a scream from Mary Margaret as The Shadow took Henry's heart and stuck it in the space where his chest should be. The crew of the Roger looked on in shock and horror as The Shadow morphed before their eyes, becoming more and more solid.

But what frightened them more was Henry. The dark haired boy began to fade from their sight, becoming a faceless silhouette as his own shadow disappearing from view entirely. As Henry's scream faded into nothingness, a triumphant crow pierced the morning air. In the Shadow's place floated a boy dressed in green and sporting a cocky grin.

"Oh the cleverness of me!" he cried as he flew around the clearing crowing manically as the Lost Ones cheered for their leader, but Emma didn't notice them. Her eyes were fixated on the place where her son once stood. But her son wasn't there. Instead, the shape of Henry appeared as a shadow.

The Shadow Henry used this opportunity to run towards the others, making a beeline for Emma and Regina. The Shadow Henry threw his arms around Emma, but Emma felt nothing. He tightened his grip but still all Emma could feel was empty space. When Emma reached out to touch her son's face, her hand met air.

"Bring him back." Emma's voice was ice cold as she addressed Pan and the Lost Boys. "Bring Henry back to me now or I'll —"

"You'll what? Send us to our rooms? Mother or not you have no power here. This is my world and that is my shadow," the flying boy gestured to Henry, "I needed his heart to bring me back. And now Neverland will do as I will it to again. Really you should be proud to have sacrificed your son to such a noble cause. And its not as though I killed him. Really, you're missing the bigger picture here!" Pan beamed at the blonde, completely unrepentant.

"And it's not as though you won't be able to see him again," Pan continued, completely oblivious to Regina's scream of rage and her failed attempt at hurling some sort of curse towards him, "I've got it!" the boy crowed, "Since you are his mother you can be our mother and come and tell us stories! How does that sound?" Pan looked thoroughly pleased with himself for coming up with such an idea.

Emma took a deep breath, closing her eyes. When she opened them again, her eyes were murderous as she addressed Pan, "The only story I am going to be telling anyone is the one I'll tell my son, HENRY, about how I ended you and burned Neverland to the ground."

"And for everyday she does not have her son back, I will happily show her all of this realm's secrets for her to use against you and yours. I'd strongly advise you to give up boy. As you don't want to be against us." Killian chimed in, sounding as destructive as Emma looked.

"I don't think that was the best thing you could have said dearies." Gold muttered under his breath.

Pan turned petulant and scowled at the saviour and the pirate. "Fine! Be that way! But you won't be getting my shadow!" the flying boy snapped, as he flew around the clearing once more before swooping down amongst the Roger's crew and picking up the Shadow Henry by the collar.

"You are quite right Hook. I do know about your time as a Lost Boy. But unfortunately, pirate, you grew up. And Peter Pan can never grow up." the flying boy mocked before flying away with the Shadow Henry, the Lost Ones cheering as the followed their leader on foot.

Emma watched the Shadow form of her son struggle vainly against Pan. She was thankful for the strong arms that caught her around the waist as she blissfully succumbed to darkness.