The next thing I want to mention about The Crocodile is that if I had to pick the BIGGEST missed opportunity in season two, this is it.
Milah should have been Captain Hook. Absolutely and without question.
Fridging her shows a failure of imagination so huge that it is breathtaking. Want to talk about centuries long grudges? Yeah, bring in his ex-wife who left him and whose lover he killed. Now that has some history to it. Some weight. You would believe she could still hate him after all these years. And just think of Milah and Baelfire. Who is Killian to him but some guy he knew for a day or two and who took his mother away? Milah, though, that’s mom.
And this doesn’t mean we need to get rid of Colin. He can be the loyal first mate who always loved Milah from afar while the bad-boy lover who she ran off with is played by someone else.
OH MY GOD!
That would have been AMAZING!
….so is no one ficcing this yet? :|
"I already told you I’m just a wool spinner!" The woman insisted as Mulan tugged the ropes tighter.
"Sure you are," Emma muttered, before letting out a high pitched whistle. The woman winced as the roars of nearby ogres started up, gathering for a hunt, "You don’t want to talk to us? Maybe you’ll talk to the ogres while they rip you limb from limb. Come on."
Mary Margaret, Emma, and Mulan all turned to leave, but Aurora lingered, staring at the mysterious woman.
"What if she’s telling the truth?"
"She’s not," Emma said dismissively.
The woman closed her eyes, the roars coming closer and closer. She swallowed her pride and opened them again, “Congratulations Miss Swan; you called my bluff! I can count on one hand the number of people who have been able to.”
"That supposed to be funny?" Emma asked dryly, starting to walk back towards the woman, "Let’s start with a name."
The woman sighed, “Milah… Though for the past few centuries I’ve been addressed by my nickname. Hook.”
"Hook?" Mary Margaret echoed.
"As in…Captain Hook?" Emma raised an eyebrow.
Milah smirked, “So you’ve heard of me?”
"Aren’t you supposed to be a guy?" Emma blurted out.
Milah glared at her, “What kind of misogynistic rumor is that?” She growled, “Yes, I am a woman, and a better captain than the one I overthrew.”
"Okay, so why are you the only one who survived the slaughter?"
Milah shrugged, “It’s a long story. Short version, we have a common goal, one that I now share with you two; getting to your land, your…Storybrooke.”
"Why would you want to go?" Mary Margaret wondered.
Milah scowled, “I have some unfinished business to attend to…and a son to find.”