The night clouds begin to thicken. The wind whistles through the air, pushing the sails forward. The reflection of the stars had faded, all Henry could see was nothing but dark shadows upon the surface of the sea. The moon was even covered by dark clouds allowing only the light of a candle to guide his way up to the bow of the ship. He looked ahead of him and saw nothing but mist, shadow and light mist upon the surface of the sea ahead of them.

"What do you see Captain?" Henry sighed.

"Nothing, yet Gibbs. Can you take a look at that map again?" Henry ordered as he stared into the distance.

Gibbs, an old but yet wise man, rolled out the map in front of him. He hesitated for a moment as he searched with his eyes upon every detail of the map. He sighed in relief once he had found his spot.

"It should just be right up ahead! But I don't see it!"

"Anchor the ship. We will continue on row boats."

"Sir, if I may?" Gibbs asked. Henry looked behind him to see the concerned old man.

"I know you said to never mention his name again, but….Jack always said that this part of the world no pirate had ever dared to come across. Men have died, sir….It's a bit risky –"

"I will risk anything to find my family again!" Henry cut him off in anger. "I have been stuck in this world for 20 years…and I finally found a clue as to where my family is, and once I've found them they can help me find my uncle and my sister… and also help me figure out how and why I got here and was placed on this boat against my will. Do you understand now, Mr. Gibbs?" Henry had fully turned his body to face Gibbs once he asked that question. His long hair and beard tickling within the wind.

Gibbs nodded and began to yell at the rest of crew to prepare row boats and anchor the ship. Henry turned around to face the bow once more.

Men with sweat dripping from their faces used all their strength to release push the anchor wheel, releasing the anchor into the depths of the deep sea. Henry took a deep breath and walked over towards the row boats.

"I only want five of you with me, the rest of you man the ship!" He ordered as he got into the boat. Gibbs sat next to him, and the rest of the four men got in as well. A tall and skinny man named Barbor released the boats slowly down onto the surface of the sea. The men then began to row.

As they got closer and closer to the mist, dark hills began to form. Henry smiled. Gibbs looked at the four men: Roger, John, Brian, and Patrick. He saw nothing but fear in their eyes.

"They say that the witch casted a spell on this place so none may enter…" commented Patrick.

"I heard that too! I also heard that the caves contain alien beings fast asleep in their slumber. But will slid your throat once awoken…"John added.

"Those aliens you speak of are my family," Henry added in.

"What if they are aliens and not your family?" Roger asked Henry.

"Well, then we will have to just then," Henry concluded.

Gibbs stood quiet. He did not want to speak for he was too focused the quietness around them. No birds, no sounds of any animals, or even crickets. Nothing but silence, and that terrified him.

As they grew closer to the black hills the caves drew close. The salty sea air began to fade into nothing. A smell of absolute nothing. Henry knew that magic was nearby. Magic absorbing every sense around it.

The bottom of the boat felt the brush of heavy sand anchoring it upon the shore. Henry nodded to his crew members and they all got up and stepped out of the boat.

"It's been 20 years. The map says that after 20 years, the magic will then vanish with the presence of the author," Henry said calmly as he proceeded towards the caves.

"The author? What author?" Roger asked.

"Me."

The caves were large and filled with moist air. The temperature had risen and their backs began to sweat. This world was hot enough, but this cave was boiling.

"Is this magic? This hot hot air?" Patrick asked.

"No, all caves are like this," Gibbs corrected.

"Well sorry, I haven't been in a cave since all the gold was cursed by that bloody witch. They say she hides them, hides them in all the caves. And if one enters her treasured caves, they die! What if this is one of her treasure caves?" Patrick exclaimed.

"Shut up, you idiot! The captain Henry says we go in, we go in!" Gibbs argued back.

Henry liked Gibbs. He did not have to reinforce much with his men, Gibbs did all that for him. As they walked deeper and deeper into the caves, Patrick began to ask more and more questions.

"So you're saying that your family might be the key to destroying the curse and bringing you home?"

"I hope."

"What were you like before you came to us? Were you a sailor?"

"No but my father was. I was a different boy then, I was good. I was a hero. Now I am nothing but a selfish pirate."

"So you want them to cure your selfishness?"

"For damn sake Pat! He has his bloody reason, leave him alone!" Gibbs shouted at Patrick with impatience.

"We're here!" Henry exclaimed. All five men dropped their jaws. Eight glass caskets laid before them against the rock wall. Henry ran towards the first casket. Inside it was a blond woman, with a red leather jacket. He smiled, "mom" he whispered.

"Come on! We have to open them! There are locks on each of them, try to cut them with your swords!" Henry ordered. He man nodded and ran to each casket breaking the locks with her knives, or their feet. They broke quite easily. Henry helped them open each casket. Once opened each body had magical shield around them.

"This must be what's kept them alive for all these years!" Henry muttered. Henry placed his hand upon the arm of his mother, who instantly sat up and gasped frightening the men.

"Mom!" Henry cried. His mother, Emma, was breathing heavily. So heavy it seemed that her lungs were to almost burst from her chest. She looked at Henry with slight confusion.

"It's me. Henry!"

Emma gasped. "Henry? How?"

"It's been 20 years mom. You've all been asleep and preserved for 20 years. That's why it's hard to recognize me."

Emma's breaths lowered. She gazed upon her son and hugged him. "I don't even know what happened and why I am here…" she breathed.

"It's ok! We can figure it out together. Let me just wake up everyone else!"

Emma nodded in agreement as Henry went to each casket and touched his naked hand upon the arms of each person. The first to awake was Killian Jones, then Snow White, then David, then Regina, then Robin Hood, then Mr. Gold (a.k.a Rumpelstiltskin), and lastly Belle.

Henry stood in front of them all, whom were all confused out of their minds of where they were.

"It's been 20 years. Someone put you to sleep, a witch of some kind. And myself and all of your children were taken from you and given to others in this world. It's me, Henry."

Gold looked around in confusion. "Our children? What children?"

"You had a son, you and Belle did. And mom and Hook had a daughter. The witch took those memories from you, and she or he, took mine."

"Henry!" Regina said in shock. "You look like a-"

"A pirate," Killian cut in.