Each and every day was a gift. There were days where she felt like she wasn't even seen. She was trying to make a change in her life, one that would be an improvement that way she didn't feel like the failure she knew she had once been. It felt like things were echoing sentiments of the past. She was so tired of feeling like she was out of place. This wasn't her world anymore. What place did she have? Where was she supposed to go? What was she supposed to do? To let go and move on? That was all she wanted to do. But even in the Underworld her unfinished business had never been completely done. It was like there was darkness all around. She had left her little room in the bed and breakfast, where she had been staying since she had come to terms with Rumple...her ex-husband, and the father of their only son.

She was reminded of when she was a small child. Of the way things were. And what had been left behind. She'd grown up in a small village. Small and quintessential, sort of like this town she now found herself in. It wasn't brilliant, but alas comfortable nevertheless. The woods weren't her favorite place to be but they had a measure of comfort to them. Comfort she needed. The sea was her true calling, but there were too many painful memories attached to it. Even if it was the place she belonged. But she couldn't go back to that life even if she wanted to. She tried not to think about it. Instead she focused on the here and now. The woman sighed as she moved through the woods. It was strange almost, to see how quiet things were.

Usually the woods...weren't so quiet, but filled with activity. Of course, having been a pirate before her death she was used to things being abnormal. Thieving was something she was also good at, even if she hadn't done that since her return to life. Because she was trying to turn over a new leaf. She hadn't been in the woods all that long, when she thought she heard something in front of her. She had managed to get close to whatever it was, when she tripped and bumped into someone.

She hadn't immediately recalled who was standing in front of her. After all the last thing she expected was to run into someone she knew. Or had known. "Excuse me. Sorry about that." It was the only words she was able to get out as she couldn't help but look at him. He seemed familiar. Like maybe she had known him in the Underworld? Was that a possibility? She had after all been down there for two centuries.

Leandros

He had traded bows and arrows for a rifle on his back. With it held in his hands he'd use his skills he had learned back in the Enchanted Forest to track yet another animal. His eyes scanned down to the tracks from the beast that was his desired target. To him, it was practice to keep his abilities sharp. And finally after what seemed like a long time for the demigod. There he was. A whitetail, grazing and enjoying a small feast. Leandros' eyes glittered as he took aim and lined up his sights on the bucks chest. Aiming to make it quick and painless for the animal. The animal got up and stared right at him. And ran off, as if he was spotted. Sighing, he'd lower his weapon until he was bumped into. Falling forward and quickly reacting to prevent his gun from discharging into thin air.

Boy, he was irritated now. He had just had himself a good clean kill, and someone messed it all up. But when he turned around he almost immediately recognized the face and his anger went away. Squinting his eyes to make sure that it wasn't some cruel joke. Finally he'd just stare for a moment before shrugging "Milah?" he'd finally ask. His brain somewhat scattered. Wondering how she got up here in the first place.

After all, she was dead, right?

Instincts or not she watched the way that the world worked. Having been dead for two centuries she did not know what to make of this new life. She didn't need to worry about hunting. There was plenty of food at Granny's if she was starving. But she also knew how to hunt too when she was stuck out in the middle of nowhere. Her eyes glittered as she moved through the woods. It was beautiful, how quiet it had been. But after so many years she'd learned a little about tracking. Not that she'd needed it much in the Underworld as she had only done the task required. She didn't care much for what Hades had and hadn't done.

Still, all she had was the memories of her past in the Enchanted Forest, of the village she had grown up in, and had stayed in until she had left to join Killian. She wondered if she would see him again. Even though Rumple had said he'd sort of grown dark since she last had seen him. She still hadn't meant to hurt the man despite all that had been done. Which was quite a bit given their long track record.

She squinted as she finally realized who it was. Leandros. Someone from the Underworld. What was he doing above ground? Last time she had seen him, he had been in the Underworld. "Aye. It's me. Didn't expect to see you again after so long. How long has it been anyway, Leandros? Last time I saw you, you were in the Underworld. And we both know you weren't dead....even if I....was."

She couldn't recall how long ago it was the last time that she had seen him. As after all that seemed like an eternity ago. He was a demi god, so why wasn't he with the others? Was there something missing? Anything was after all fair game. Of course what could she do now? She had to admit this whole thing was a surprise. She just hoped that things would continue to be better. He was still as handsome as the first time that she met him. But she supposed for him, looks never fade.

His looks were quite something, but being an immortal....had it's perks or so she had to imagine. It was strange to think of all that had happened. All that could happen. The woods were peaceful and she liked to keep it that way. Less chaos the better, as after all chaos was the last thing she needed after all this time.

Leandros