Worlds Colliding (Once Upon a Time) Book Four

From 4.21 "Mother", in the pawnshop, Gold was looking at his black heart.

Freya/Priscilla: (voice over) "Previously on Worlds Colliding (Once Upon a Time)."

From 4.21 "Mother", in the pawnshop, Gold looked at his family. "It's dying."

Freya looked at him in confusion. "The Dark One can't die."

"But Rumplestiltskin can," Gold told them.

From 4.21 "Mother", in the pawnshop, Isaac used the power of Lisa, Blake, Rose and Grace to create a new book called 'Heroes and Villains'. "Lisa, Blake, Rose and Grace never knew I needed the power in their blood to create this."

Gold smirked. "Now then, it's time villains finally win."

Isaac started to write.

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Flashback

Scarsdale

Day - Shop

(Song:) Jingle Bell Rock - Bobby Helms

Isaac was trying to sell a new TV to a couple.

"I don't know," the man told them. "Do we really need color?"

"Do we really need color?" Isaac repeated. "Do we need to settle for what came before? Don't you want to really see the world? It's a complicated place, and people are complex creatures. Their interior lives are painted with many different hues and shades. And the Zenith Marseille color TV... It brings the profound complications of the universe right into your living room."

"Does it have a clicker?" the man asked.

"What?" Isaac asked.

"A clicker," the man repeated.

"You mean the space command remote?" the boss asked. "Why, that's included in the price, sir."

The man smiled. "Now we're talking."

"Hey, were you a ranger?" the boss asked.

"Damn right," the man answered. "25th infantry division. You were in the service?"

The boss nodded. "You bet, 187th airborne, company A. We heard a lot about your unit. You guys were real heroes. Tell you what. Why don't you take this out for a test drive, huh? See how it feels." He led Isaac away to talk to him alone. "What the hell are you doing, Isaac, huh? Rambling on about weird technical rap? You're supposed to be selling."

Isaac gave him a look. "I was."

The boss shook his head. "No. No. You were sending them across the street to Gimbels. Now, I hired you because you said you wanted to be a writer."

Isaac gave him a look. "I'm a writer."

The boss scoffed. "Stacks of rejected manuscripts in the break room don't count. But I figured you knew something about telling stories. That's how you sell. But now I get why you don't have a picture on the back of a book yet. You don't tell stories people want."

Isaac searched in the mail. "Maybe that's about to change."

(Song Ends)

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