May 18, 2014 at 1:08 pm #270357
This is a OUaT Fanfic, written by the forum users. This Story is our Season 4 of “Once Upon a Time”
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Once Upon a Time- Season 4
Once Upon a Horrendous Confusion
Chapters and writers:
1. Grimmsistr and TheWatcher
1.The Swan Princess
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Once Upon a horrendous Confusion
It was early morning in Storybrook. The day after Emma had returned with Hook through the twirling time portal. Light was just starting to come through the white lace curtains and into one of the rented rooms at Granny’s. Emma opened her eyes wide, she had been dreaming something that had startled her, but she didn’t remember what now. She blinked a couple of times to rid her eyes of the clingy sleep and turned around to look at the man sleeping next to her. Just a week ago, or actually just a couple of days ago, she would have laughed if anyone had suggested, that she would be waking up next to Killian Jones one of these days. But never the less there he was. She looked at the bedside table where his hook was hanging on the lamp stand. Emma smiled to herself, as she thought about last night, but then she was reminded that not everything about last night was just as smile worthy as how Killian’s hook had ended up at that lamp stand.
She, Emma had really royally messed up some things now. All she had wanted to do, was to do the right thing. She saved that woman, she didn’t know the woman was Marian. Emma thought to herself what she would have done if she had known who Marian was, while she was sitting with her in that dungeon cell. Would she have done the same and brought her with them to Storybrook? she wasn’t sure. But she would have had to help the woman somehow. Emma was the Savior, it what people expected of her, was it not? But it was hard to live up to this title -Savior- It sounded so grandiose and impressive. Emma sure didn’t feel like that title fitted her, when all she felt like she was, was a girl named Emma.. nothing more than that, except maybe a mother.
Emma had already agreed that Henry should sleep at Regina’s place before the incident at the dinner last night. Emma was a bit weary about that situation now, how mad was Regina at her? She wondered if Regina could perhaps think to take Henry away, maybe take him with her to another land. Both to punish Emma, and because Regina was too sad perhaps, to stay in Storybrook. But no.. Emma thought, if she knew Regina, and she felled that she did quite well now, she knew that Regina would stay and try to solve this situation with Robin. She knew that Regina had it in bad for him.. Emma had seen the love in the other woman’s eyes even when Regina didn’t have her heart and now that she had that back, those feelings would be even stronger.
Suddenly she was pulled away from her thought when there was someone knocking at the door. It wasn’t a quiet and patient knock, like you might expect from someone knocking at your door this early in the morning, it wasn’t a feverish troubling knock either, but just hard and fast enough to have Emma on her feet in a second and Hook waking up and looking a bit confused from all the hustling. What now, please God, or whoever, don’t let this be a new adventure knocking at my door! Emma thought to herself on her way to open the door, she had had enough adventures lately. Emma opened the door to see Granny’s familiar stern eyes looking back at her.
Granny skipped quickly over the ordinary morning courtesies of good morning and how are you, to bring Emma the news that a witch had been seen in town during the night. Granny explains that she has sent Ruby and Leroy to get the Mayor and Henry. Emma asks if she thinks it could be Zelena, but Granny says this witch looked nothing like her, this witch had ice white hair.
Granny suggests they call everyone to let them know what’s going on and everyone should keep a look out for this new witch. Granny also mention that she thinks that there are strange things going on in this town and how everyone has been acting weird about stuff lately, sort of out of character. She mentions how David the other day kept babbling something about how he would always find Snow and all the while Snow was right there next to him the whole time. To Granny, it looked as if he was reading from a script and had accidentally opened it on the wrong page. Emma dismisses it and says he is just overwhelmed at becoming a father, but agrees that something has felt off lately and that they should all try to keep an eye out.
Granny ends the conversation telling Emma and Hook to come down and have some breakfast, while they wait for Ruby to bring back the Mayor and Henry. Then they can discuss what more to do about this new witch situation.
At the same time, Leroy and Ruby comes walking up a road. They are heading towards the Mayors mansion. Leroy looks grumpily down at the pavement “I really will never know why it is that we must always include the evil queen…..”
Ruby looks at him “but Leroy, she has proved she is on our side now”
“Hah..I don’t think I will ever trust her really. I’m sorry to say. I’ve seen all that she was capable of and then now, with this Marian mess.. Who knows how she will react”
Ruby looks ahead and decides to drop the conversation. She understands how Leroy feels and doesn’t really know if she should take his side on this or not. They reach the mansion and walks up to knock at Regina’s door. She opens.
Leroy braces himself to address the Evil Queen standing before him “Madam Mayor.. We have terrible news” he says.
Ruby interrupts him “Well we don’t know if they are terrible yet, but a new witch has been seen in town. Happy saw her tonight.. I think… you need to come back with us to Granny’s”
Meanwhile, somewhere far beyond the storybook. Far beyond the Enchanted Forest, Oz and any other of the many enchanted realms, two witches sad brewing up a story.
“Oh this is much too confusing! .. Kisses we cannot write this…. Ed, are you listening?”
“Why not, Adam? it’s a Kiss.. and story readers loves true love kisses. And then an enchanted kiss is even better”
“But she wouldn’t Ed, she would never just kiss him like that. We need more build up”
“Hm I don’t know Horrorwitch. Try and call Wickedly Jane, perhaps she will have an idea.. but hurry up, we need to turn this one in today or Plot Divisus is going to throw a fit”
(1 Chapter is continued by Watcher in the next post)May 18, 2014 at 1:56 pm #270361TheWatcherParticipant
Kisses sat still at the command. HorrorWitch was right after all, they didn’t want to face the wrath of Plot Devisius….. But still. At the same time, he didn’t feel right.
“Horror,” he said. “Please. Let’s just…ask for more time.. All this isn’t flowing right, I mean look at this…” Kisses flips back a few pages. “This Prince Charming fellow should be dead! We can’t just put HALF a vital organ back in him and call it a resurrection!! And what about this?” He flips back even more pages. “Why didn’t Rump just put a preservation spell on Neal before he died? Regina did the same thing to Henry and—”
“DO YOU WANT TO BUILD A SNOWMAN!!!!!???” HorrorWitch lunged over the cauldron where they boiled up their half thought out ideas.
“What?” Asked Kisses, confused.
“You heard me. You’ll be building snowmen in hell if you don’t hush and give Hook something sexy to say.” And so the two troll witches continued to conjure up their horrid ideas, unaware of the trouble they would soon face.
Back in Storybrook, Emma sat in Granny’s diner across from Hook, munching on a taco. Hook stared lovingly at her…. She notices.
“ummm Hook? Are you okay?” Says Emma, dumbfounded.
“Do you like those tacos, mate?” Hook raises an eyebrow and smiles. “I’m sure I could add in more beef later if you’d like ;)” Emma stares at him. “……What?”
Hook shakes his head, as if snapping out of some spell. “I’m sorry love, I don’t know why I said such a stupid thing.
back in there lair, Kisses and HorrorWitch giggled like schoolgirls.
(Next Part Goes To Ash)
"I could have the giant duck as my steed!" --Daniel Radcliffe
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Emma raises an eyebrow, but lets it pass for now. After all not everyone’s mind can be fully at peak processing power in the morning. “It’s alright.” She replies with a soft ind smile. Even though something niggles at the back of her mind. Her instincts telling her something was off she just couldn’t put her finger on exactly what. As she took a sip of her hot coco with cinnamon. And did her best not to reflect upon the ‘Incident’ the Taco comment brought to mind. If she did she’d probably have to seriously consider making a trip to see Archie. Not that wouldn’t be a good idea to help deal with things that had been happening over the last several years but she just never seemed to have the time. As one thing after another seemed to constantly happen. Making it very hard for not just her but the whole town to breathe, take true stock of things and maybe..even talk through their problems though she had a hard time opening up about certain things.
Her brow furled slightly in thought, as she couldn’t help but wonder why that was anyway? There was moments naturally, Like in Never-land, even though it had been a part of Pan’s twisted scheme. She sighed softly for a moment recalling as she glanced idlely around a part of the diner about not only the good, the bad and the strange times they’d had inside it. But the time when things had seem simpler. With her and Henry talking and planning Operation Cobra. Her eye stopped and snagged on the one booth in particular where once a corny joke making sheriff had sat her first day here. August and his ‘Mysterious’ box and where Neal and their son had shared a sundae. She glanced sideways at the semi ex pirate who sat beside her bringing her back to the present.
She softly cleared her throat stealthily dislodging the small lump that had begun to lodge in it. Her face slipping back into the mask she used to hide behind as she rebuilt a small part of her protective wall. More out of habit as they had work to do. She was also half bracing for trouble to come waltzing through the door any minute whatever form it might take. After all if their wasn’t something fishy going on in StoryBrooke, Maine. Well it just wasn’t kosher she supposed.
A mere moment after a shiver went up her spine and not the good kind. “Does it seem colder in here to you?” She asked all of a sudden as her breathe turned to stream as the words left her mouth.
(Grimmsistr Your Up Next, Dearie)
Keeper of Emma’s Magic Wavy Hands, True Love Care Bear Stare and Snowing’s True Love Charm Heart.May 21, 2014 at 8:45 am #270774
They all felt it, the cold. It was creeping in through the windows and walls. Outside it was still early in the day but black clouds gathered above the town and light was quickly fading. Granny ordered Ruby to start a fire in the fireplace as she herself would go down the cellar to turn up the heating system. She hurried past the table booth where Emma, Henry and Hooks were sitting.
“Do you think that witch that Happy saw is the one who is doing this?” Henry asked Emma.
“Maybe” Emma said while she was occupied in turning the pages of Henrys book, to see if there was anything in it about this white witch.
“Seems to me she is giving us the cold shoulder this one Lad” Hook said as he stood up to look out the window, through his pirate telescope.
“What kind of magic would do something like this-” Henry said “Make winter in the middle of summer? “
He looked out the window, the clouds kept growing thicker and darkening the sky, pretty soon it would look as dark as night outside. Henry felt his heart sink heavily in his chest.
“Im scared daddy!“ Henry heard little Roland say to his father in one of the other table booths. “It’s Okay Roland, come sit here on my lab” said a female voice. It was this new lady who Emma had brought back with her from the past, this Marian. Henry turned his head and looked at the little family sitting behind them. The other Merry Men from Robin Hood’s group were there as well. Almost the whole town of Storybrook was there in Granny’s small diner right now, some was upstairs in the rooms because down here it was getting pretty crowded.
But it was this woman that, to Henry, felt like she was crowding the most. Like she took up much too much space, even though she was pretty small or just a normal sized woman, Henry thought to himself, but she took up space where she didn’t belong. Then he looked at the little boy Roland. He had just gotten his real mother back. Henry felt guilty and stupid for thinking this way about the woman, when she was Roland’s mother after all. This little boy wanted his real mother back, just the same as how Henry had wanted his real mother back a couple of years ago. Now Henry had both his mothers.
Henry turned around and looked across the room to see where Regina was. He saw her standing across the room, talking to Tink and Ruby. She looked small from so far off and with all the town people crowding the room between Henry and her. She had looked so sad yesterday when they got back to the house after the dinner at Granny’s. Of course she had pretended that everything was just fine, but Henry knew otherwise. It was this Marian from the past, Robins wife. She took up the space where she didn’t belong. Because she Had been gone. Emma had returned her, she had made Roland’s mother and Robins wife return from the dead. This was always the thing that Rumple said was not possible, not with magic, not ever- but it had happened.
Henry watched his mother Regina, as her eyes wondered over the many faces of the people in the diner, until Regina’s eyes locked with those belonging to one man, Robin Hood. They immediately looked away from each other again. Henry got up from the table booth and left one of his mothers to go be with the other one for a bit.
Ruby put another log on the fire and looked up at Tink who was standing next to her, she saw fear in the fairies eyes. Something the fairy didn’t usually display that much of. But Ruby could see it even if Tink did try to hide it. “We are all together on this one Tink. We’ve got the three best sorcerers on the same side now, our side. Emma, Rumple and Regina fighting together. I mean just think of that.. That is awesome. We can’t fail this one”
Tink drew back her gaze into the fire and looked at Ruby “I know. We are a strong bunch the lot of us… Im not worried” Tink was aware that Ruby could probably see through that lie easily, but she didn’t mind they both knew they had to help each other keep their spirits up. And Ruby was good at that which Tink appreciated.
“Its just that these odd things are starting to get to me. It’s not that there is a witch, she doesn’t worry me much. It’s the other stuff. People saying and doing things that seems crazy… Promise you’ll tell me if I do something crazy alright Ruby?”
“You have a deal, that goes the other way around too” Ruby said smilingly.
A few minutes later Regina sensed the magic in the air was getting stronger and whatever, or whoever it came from, was getting closer. She told Henry to stay at the back of the diner and she walked towards the windows in the diner’s front door. Patches of white frost started to grow out from the window corners like small white trees. As Regina looked out she saw the woman, she was white as a ghost. She moved across the street in an almost flowing motion like she glided across, where her feet hit the pavement a white glistening lane of ice was left behind her. Her coat brushed a bush as she walked by and the small branches and leaves turned to ice and broke into a thousand small pieces that fell on the ground.
The woman walked up to face her through the window. Emma walked up next to Regina and looked out at the woman “Who are you?” Emma asked loudly for the woman to hear through the glass. The Witch stared at them, she had icy blue eyes. The woman directed her eyes straight at Emma. Emma felt a cold fill her whole body rendering her motionless. the witch stood right in front of her now on the other side of the window glass, she held her hand up, the glass started creaking as patches of frost spread across it. The witch curled her hand up and made a fist it looked as if she was about to knock … then, suddenly she disappeared.. like a flake of snow that had melted away by a breath of warm air.
-somewhere by a boubling, boiling cauldron, two Witches looks into the image in the boiling Water surface.
“What !!! Kisses, we didn’t write her in.. What the bleedin’ ships is she doing there? This isn’t good Ed. What should we doo? Where should we put her?”
“Well.. for now, I have just put her outside of town, we should hope that that will keep her away from the residents for a while. Until we figure out what to do with her. She must have fallen through one of Your plot holes Horrorwitch ”
“What do you mean ‘My’ plot holes?… You’re the one who insists on always changing the rules to what ever new great idea Plot Divisius calls in with…”
“Anyway let’s not fight now Ed. We should consider getting rid of that icy woman, she is nothing but trouble…But let’s go to lunch first.. there is this great new sandwich place down on Yellow brick road. And we should hurry, Confusius is going to call in later. We need to be back when he calls.”
-In a nearby tree a small blue bird sat watching as the two story-writer witches walked off, leaving their story brewing for the cravings of peanutbutter.
Night was falling on the town streets of Storybrook, it was snowing silently.. everything was silent as death, there were no lights in the windows of the houses lining the street, except for those shining from Granny’s windows. The Witch peeked out from behind a wall of the opposite building, she watched as two figures walked across the main road. It was Rumple and Belle, walking through the increasingly thick layer of snow on the ground, they came up to the front door at Granny’s diner. Belle knocked and Emma came to let them through the protection spell on the door.
The witch walked across the street when her feet hit the ground the snowy white surface creaked and froze. The witch looked through the widows again. She saw the faces of the townspeople looking out at her.
“Let me in I need to talk to you” The witch said.
A blond woman walked up to the window, it was the same woman as the witch had seen looking out at her earlier. “We are not going to let you in here, but we do want to hear you out alright! So go to the town hall and a couple of people and I will come over there to meet you okay?”
Regina Emma and Rumple walked over to meet the white witch at the town hall. Inside they found her sitting in one of the bench roves.
Emma walks up to her without fear- “What have you done to the town? Did you put a curse on it to make it winter?”
“No.. not a curse.. Im sorry for the cold… Its just, this kind of magic sort of follows me around. The cold likes me and I like the cold, but I have learned that not everyone loves it like me. I promise I will try to… tone it down a bit and make it less freezing… My name is Elsa by the way”
And so Elsa begins to tell them her story, she tells them how she has been cooped up in that ash tray for so long, she just had a hard time containing all her magic it went a bit wild on her.
Emma asks who it was that trapped her in that vase. Elsa says that this is really what she wanted to talk to them all about, she hopes that maybe they can find a way to work together. She tells them of the story-writer Witches Adam Horrorwitch and Eddy Kisses and explains how the storywriter witches has control of their destiny, they are the ones who write their stories and what a story-writer Witch writes, will come true.. unless the towns people rebel against them and with Elsa’s help finds a way to break free of this, their cursed prison.
Elsa tells them how she was ones written out of one of Adam and Eddy’s stories because she found out about them and coursed to much trouble for them. Now she has aligned herself with some magical creatures called the twitter birds, or by some they are called the Oncers.
“The birds say they want to help us. If we want to break free from the story-writer Witches prison. But Horrorwitch and Kisses cannot find out that you have talked to me.. Right now they are out to lunch but when they come back they will be able to hear us and see us, so we need to act as if we haven’t spoken and you must pretend that you think of me as your enemy” Elsa said
“How do we know we can trust you Dearie? Excuse my manners, but after all.. we just met” Rumple asks
“If you have a plot hole? something like an odd item, a thing that doesn’t make any sense and presumably works without any rules or explanation?… then I can prove it too you. You can call on a twitter bird through an item like that. The birds will show you the truth” Elsa said and Emma mentions that a coconut from Neverland might doo, or a heart perhaps. Elsa advices them to try with the coconut since they might not have much of a heart left after the bird has opened the plot hole to see through.
“Use the coconut it will work like a magic mirror, you can look through it. If you call for a twitter bird when you hold it, the bird will help you open up the hole, but do it while the writers are distracted. So tomorrow, two of you pretend to fight me while one looks through the plot hole, then you will see I’m telling the truth”
The next day most of the town had gone down to look at the staged show down between Rumple, Emma and Elsa. But Regina was on her way in the other direction, she was on her way to her Mayor’s office where she had put the trunk with stuff she had brought back from Neverland, one of the coconuts was in there. She had a big warm coat on, one she had borrowed from Granny. Thank God that grandmother had had a lot of those to borrow out to people. Regina had packed her winter wear away.. since it was after all summer, but yes- it was stupid of her to ever count on such a thing as predictability of seasons when you lived in a town like Storybrook. Granny had lots of these coats in an old closet up in one of the smaller rooms for rent, Regina had gone with the woman to help carry some down so other people from town could borrow. She thought back at how the old woman had walked in to the closet and had seemed to almost disappear between all those coats. How deep was that closet anyway? And Why in the world, Regina thought to herself, would the woman keep a closet with that many winter coats? She was distracted from her thoughts when she heard a voice calling out for her from behind. It was Henry.
“Henry what are you doing here? You were supposed to stay with Hook and go with him to see Emma and Rumple fight”
“Yea… well I wanted to come with you. Im sure Hook will get over it. And I have a feeling that today the real action is gonna take place backstage” He said and blinked at her
Regina was about to protest but she stopped herself, nothing dangerous was gonna happen so why not let him come with her, she was happy he was there with her.
Regina and Henry reached the office building and Regina found the trunk hidden in her office. Henry helped and they carried it to her desk. They sat down and opened the trunk.
“Mom.. We should come up with a name for this mission. What should we call it do you think?.” Henry asked
”uhmm operation …I don’t know Henry. What you think?” she smiled at him “Operation spy on the storywriters?”
Henry smiled “No, it needs a certain umpfh… you know.. We have to think of a good name together Mom” Henry said.
Regina smiled at her son. ‘Together’ he had said, finally she was together with him in that way she had longed for, for so many years.. the same way they were when he was just a little boy, and now he was grown, almost a little man.. Regina thought, as she looked at his grown figure. How small Roland looked in comparison, but it did feel like a lifetime ago that Henry had been that small. Regina didn’t want to think of Roland and his dad now, she shook her head a bit. Finally she retrieved the coconut from underneath the stuff in the trunk. Now there was work to doo, so thankfully it was not the time to dwell on the pointless. …..
Regina opened the nut and held one piece to her mouth like it was a walkie talkie, she called out for the bird- “tweeter bird?….. tweeter birds are you there?… Oncers?” she heard a scrambling noise from the nut and out through a little crack in the shell came a small blue bird. “Nice to meet you little bird” Regina said. The bird looked curiously at Henry and her ”Help me see through the plot hole little bird” the bird hopped around the edge of the shell a bit, until it seemed to have found the spot it wanted, it began to peck at the nut shell, it pecked and pecked until a small hole was visible. Regina put her eye down to the hole and looked through.
To be continued- (Who want to be the writer for chapter 4??)May 27, 2014 at 4:56 pm #271419FelieParticipant
Once upon a time there was a young woman who was trapped in the dungeons of a castle, a prisoner of the kingdom’s ruler; an evil queen who had accused her of helping a traitor to the kingdom. The woman knew that the Queen had ordered her execution to take place that night as a warning to other people, and that she would surely suffer a horrendous death if she were not to escape. Luckily, she had a husband who was skilled at getting in and out of situations like this, and she had every faith that he was on his way to rescue her at this very moment. However, although she had faith that he would succeed, she wasn’t stupid. She knew that faith alone wouldn’t carry a young woman through her life forever, so she took the initiative and got herself a back-up plan; in her pocket she carried a small pearlescent bean which was her key out of this situation. In fact, it was a portal to escape the entire realm, and she planned on using it tonight if her dear husband were not to make it to the castle to rescue her.
This brave young woman, Marian, knew that using the bean would forever separate her from her beloved husband and their child, but then again, so would her death. She had made her decision to disobey the queen’s wishes and help the ‘traitor’, Snow White, and that by doing so she would pay for her insolence if caught. But, for giving the kingdom hope, and for helping to dethrone the Evil Queen and providing a safer land for her son to grow up in, she was willing to pay this most heavy of prices. She was, in fact, prepared to die until she remembered her late mother’s magic bean and took it into her pocket right before the Queen’s guards ransacked her home and carried her away.
So now she sat in her cell, waiting for her husband and his band of men. She decided that she would wait until she was tied to the stake, right before the fire was to be lit, before using the bean, thus giving her husband as much time as he needed to enact whatever rescue plan he had in mind. However, as the day turned to night the guards came and took her from her cell into the courtyard where she was forced to climb the pile of timber that was to be her own personal bonfire, before she was tied roughly to the large wooden stake in the centre of the pile. As she looked directly into the Queen’s mirth filled eyes she knew he wasn’t coming. And as the Queen gave her orders for the fire to be lit Marian prayed that her husband and child were safe before she dropped the bean she had been holding onto this whole time.
“Hey!” a young, wild-haired woman shouted from atop a large rocky pillar, which stood erect near a tall waterfall “Angus! Look up here.” Her accent was a heavy Scottish one.
As she shouted the attention of a larger black and white horse was caught by his mistress’s voice, before he turned his attention back to the wooded glen behind him. He looked into the trees with a skittish stance as she steadily climbed down the pillar to meet him. Merida noticed that her faithful horse would always look away whenever she was doing something dangerous, but this time he seemed to be looking at something specifically, rather than just looking away from her precarious situation. Sure enough, upon closer inspection of the place which currently held her horses gaze, she could see smoke. Without a seconds hesitation she jumped aboard Angus and directed his gallop in the direction of the fire.
She and the horse ran a short distance through the woods until they came to a clearing near a small lake, and there, at the water’s edge she could see the origin of the smoke; a small, yet expanding fire, flamed by a huge pile of chopped wood.
“Come on Angus! Let’s go. It’ll burn itself out.”
Just as she was about to leave, however, she caught a glimpse of what she thought might be an animal trapped in the pile of burning rubble. Upon moving in for a closer inspection she could finally see it was really a woman who was caught in the fire.
Merida jumped from atop her horse, and in one quick leap was beside the damsel in distress, who Merida could now see was tied to a large wooden stake. It didn’t take long for Merida to cut the rope which was binding the stranger to the stake with an arrow head, before dragging her to safety.
It didn’t take much deduction for Marian to realise she was laying on a very comfy bed. She slowly opened her eyes, seeing nothing but an orange blur before her until the outline of a young woman with wild red hair came into focus.
“You’re awake!” said the redhead
When Marian tried to speak all she could manage was a hoarse cough. She had meant to drop the bean before the bonfire was lit, but had wanted to wait until the absolute last second. Unfortunately she misjudged, and ended up landing in this new realm amongst a burning pile of timber.
“Here.” Said the redhead, handing her a goblet of water.
Marian drank and immediately felt better for it.
“Thank you… for saving me.” She managed, before coughing again.
“No problem. My name’s Merida by the way. Why don’t you rest for now, I’ll come back later and we can talk.” Merida turned and walked towards the bedroom door while Marian lay back down and closed her eyes.
“Then maybe you can tell me all about the beast who tied you to a stake and left you to burn!” Merida said as she exited the room, far too quietly for the other woman to hear.
As it transpired, Merida was rather receptive to Marian’s tale of how she ended up in the burning pile of timber Merida had rescued her from, as, unbeknownst to Marian, she had actually landed in a realm which also had magic. As Marian told Merida of her shocking past she in turn was shocked to find out that Merida was this realm’s princess, and the two became instant friends.
Over the years it took for Marian to move on from the loss of her family she and Merida grew even closer, to the point where they could no longer deny the feelings they harboured for one another. And thus, Merida declared her love for this strange woman from another realm, and her family, people, and kingdom’s allies could either accept it or ‘get stuffed’ (her words)!
Luckily her parents were not condemning of her relationship with Marian. They could see just how happy the young women made each other and, along with Merida and Marian, made plans with their allies to unite their kingdoms by way of having Merida and Marian carry their allies’ heirs.
6 years after Merida and Marian’s first meeting;
Merida was taking an evening gallop with Angus to the stone circle in the woods near her castle. Marian and their three beautiful children were staying in tonight, as there was to be a royal gathering of the tribes that night, and Marian always needed at least 3 more hours to get ready for such events than Merida did. Merida laughed to herself as she remembered that, although Marian’s feminine ways were alien to her, she never the less found them endearing.
“No doubt my ‘insatiable need to be feral’ still drives her crazy!” she said to herself, as another bout of laughter erupted. Just as she was about to turn around and head back to the castle she heard a familiar sound; a whisp had just materialised amongst the trees to her left.
“Hello wee fella!” She greeted it like an old friend, and to her surprise it talked back.
“Young princess” it said to her in a quiet, ghostly, child-like voice “Your family is in danger!”
“What?! Why? Tell me whisp!”
“The past… is changing.” Angus was starting to get jittery, to the point where Merida had to dismount him to hear
the whisp’s voice.
“The past? What are you on about? What’s going to happen to my wife?!”
“The events are already in motion. You must act quickly.”
Just as the whisp had finished saying its words Merida felt an agonising sting in her heart. She fell to the floor, screaming, and that was not all. She could feel her head throbbing, and a sensation like she was slipping in and out of consciousness, and she knew that her memories of Marian, her memories of their children, were being stolen from her.
“Whisp!” she called desperately “What do I do?”
At her words the whisp moved closer; “Give me your heart and your love and memories will be preserved.” It said, hovering in a sort of dance in front of her. “I will find you once the curse is broken. Your heart will be restored.” Now there were more whisps, gathered around Merida and the original whisp, circling them and chanting as Merida lay in agony in the middle of the stone circle.
The second Merida nodded her approval to the first whisp it glided towards her until it passed through her chest, and in one final expression of excruciating pain Merida fell to the floor, unconscious.
Storybrooke, Granny’s bedroom;
Granny gave a suspicious look over her shoulder, making sure no one was in the room with her, before pulling the doors of her ornate wooden wardrobe open. As she entered a blast icy air escaped into the bedroom and blew the curtains, making them flutter.
She was in and out of the wardrobe at least 5 times before she was finally satisfied with the magnitude of the winter coats before her, piled high on the floor beside her bed. With one final look back into the wardrobe she sighed, closed the wardrobe doors, and proceeded to take several of the coats out of the bedroom to the freezing cold Storybrooke residents who were currently sheltering in her establishment. “Oh well, here we go again. Another witch, you say? Another day in Storybrooke, I say!” She said to herself on her way out the door.
As the bedroom door closed the wardrobe door opened, and out of it stepped a feminine figure clad in a green and gold cloak. The figure pulled back the hood of the cloak to reveal a mass of curly red hair.
“I will find you Marian.” said Merida. As she exited the room and closed the door behind her the large, green coloured crystal pendent clasped in her hand hit the door, causing the green smoke inside it to swirl hypnotically.
Meanwhile, back in the mayor’s office:
Regina peered through the tiny hole the bird had just created which emanated a strange white glow. At first all Regina could see was a blinding whiteness, until finally she could see movement, like she was peeking through a keyhole.
In this new view Regina saw two of the strangest looking witches she had ever seen (for it takes a witch to spot a witch). They paced up and down their tiny, paper-filled room, in what seemed to be a very panicked motion. The dingy light from the candles littered across the room threw their shadows on the walls, making the room look even creepier than it ought to.
“Christ Horror!” said one of the witches “How are we going to get them from that damned island?”
“How should I know?!” said the witch who Regina presumed to be Horror “You should have thought of that before we sent them to Neverland in the first place, Kisses!”
“Me?! Why m…”
“Shut it!” Horror shouted out of the blue “I’ve just had the best brain-fart moment ever!”
A minute of silence passed as Horror looked like he was contemplating the inner workings of his declared ‘brain-fart’, when it seemed Kisses had finally had enough of being left in the dark.
“What the HELL Horror?” he screamed “In the name of Plot Divisius; I demand you tell me… what are you doing now?”
Horror rummaged through a trunk full of what looked to be Hawaiian paraphernalia, before triumphantly pulling a round brown object from the trunk. Holding it in front of him as if he was showing the Savannah animals their new-born future king, and looking at it as though it held the answers to the meaning of life, Horror turned to Kisses;
“Behold!” he exclaimed
“A coconut?” Kisses deadpanned, looking thoroughly unmoved by the entire experience. “How is a damned coconut going to get us out of this mess?”
“You’ll see, brother. You’ll see.”
And with that Regina recoiled from the coconut as if what she had just witnessed had burned her.
Just then the little blue bird pooped just above the coconut. When the poop landed on the coconut both the poop and the hole disappeared in a tiny puff of smoke, before the bird itself disappeared in a tiny puff of little white feathers.
“What the hell?!” was all Regina could bring herself to say.
"so there’s this new show….."
"there’s lesbians in it"June 2, 2014 at 6:07 pm #272180tiara_roseParticipant
Not only Regina was a bit confused what happened that day. At the Showdown was Elsa introduced as the next villian. The ice queen role was that she was mad at Rumple for locking her up in his special room and now her turn would be revenge.
Belle was already lying on the floor and was pretending that a ice blizzard had hit her head. Rumple was sitting by her and shoot the first fire ball in Elsa’s direction, that melt before it even hit her.
All were gasping and so Emma tried to push Elsa with her magic. But Emma was a beginner with magic, so she hit to hard and not only Elsa was on the floor, but a few lurkers as well. All were fine up to one.
Marian was knock out and suddenly a green storm interrupted the fight. It turned into a big bear that was attacking the two female sourceres and end the „fight“ with the worda „NO ONE HURTS MY MARIAN!“
Regina still was with Henry and horrendous confused. Henry asked his mother: “Then it is all true what Elsa said. We are just puppets of this creepy writers?“. Regina’s face turned into a mask: „Henry, I don’t know what is going on, but I am not a doll and do was this ridicolous plotters are writing and so will you. It is aleady 3.00 pm. We should go to the others.“ Regina already dailing her mobile phone and ask where all are?
„What, Gold? They are in the hospital? They did now that this was a fake fight…. What is a Merida? Zelenas magic? Marian? Gold we will come over.“ Regina hung up the telephone.
„Henry, we have to go.Your mother is in the hospital. Don’t worry. Nobody is serious injured. A crazy woman who has Zelenas pendant was stopping them, cause Emma knock out Marian. All is now fine. She was stopped by Gold and is now tight up in the hospital bed and been ripped from her magic. She is yelling she wants to her wife Marian…“
Henry was just listening to Regina. When his mother then open the door of the car he spoked again: „Mama I know now the name?“, „Which?“ „Operation Horrendous confusion.“. Regina sighed, „Yes a very good name.”
At another realm after lunch. Kisses and Horrowitch peeking at the fight, that shouldn’t been happening. Kisses yelled: „Why is she in SB again? We write her away and what is Merida doing there? We canceled her to get more tension by Robin and Regina. Merida was overwitten? How is that possibile?“
Horrowitch: „Don’t know but maybe we should let Elsa stay. All are against her. If she gets killed. No one can resurect her ever again.“, Kisses was not happy: As long no one is calling at Nyy or travel back in the time…“, „that is not very helpful, Kisses. Plot divisus is coming now any minute. We have to think about something. Plot will wants to have answers.“
At the hospital Marian was waking up. Her head hurt, and all was new to her. Good that Robin and Roland was by her site. „Where am I?“. Robin answered, while he still tried Roland not to jump on his mother: „In a hospital. A house of medicine. Magic hit you by accident, but you will be fine. Roland can you please go outside to the Merry Men until I spoke with you mother.“ Roland did a his fathrs said and leaved the room.
Then the screaming of Merida reached her ears. „A woman is screaming. Why is she screaming my name? Her wife? Robin was is happening?“. Robin looked to his wife: „I don’t know. She was suddenly there and when you got hurt. She was stopping Elsa and Emma, because she thought it was real witch fight, screaming that NO ONE HURTS MY MARIAN . The DarkOne got her by surprise. She didn’t see it coming when he cuffed her and took the pendant, after the pirate beated her senseless. The woman has called herself Merida and is insisting that you are her wife.”
Marian looked down: „I never met a woman named Merida before. She must be out of her mind. The poor woman“, Robin looked puzzled: „Poor woman. She hurt Emma and Elsa and has Zelenas magic with her.“, „But Robin, she was doing it, cause she thought of protecting her love. Altough she was wrong in her doing and thinking. She doesn’t seem evil. Robin, I am thirsty. Can you catch me water.“ Robin went out of the room. Seconds later Marian was doing the exact same thing.
When Robin reached the cantine. He just not only found beverage, but Regina telling Rumple, Belle, the Charmings,Grumpy, Red and even Dr. Whale that Elsa said the truth.
Regina was careful to not give any other details about her found. All was clear that she would wait until it was dinner time, so that the TWO WRITERS was not be warned. Robin did join the group when Dr. Whale mentioned with a blinking eye that Owen’s tazer, which even could kill wooden puppets was in the hospital and should be maybe repaired for other intruders. The tazer was in the hospital since Owens accident and was left there, cause it was damaged. All were glad to know that they found already another way for opening the plot hole.
But then Belle did mention something: „How came this Merida to this world? If she had a magic bean we can send her away and stop her permanently.“. Robin begun to smile: „Even if this crazy woman has no bean. I still know one who has it. But maybe we should wait until we know more about her. We only has this one chance.“
All begin to smile. With a bean in reach they have a chance to stop this authors for messing with them, but only one. After the meeting, the Charmings were going to Emma’s room, where Henry was already waiting.
Red, Dr. Whale, Belle and Rumple was going to the next room to get Belle a check up for her „iced head“. Only Robin and Regina was still standing and looking to each others until it was to much or Robin. He took Reginas hand and dragged her to the next toilet room.
When he kicked somebody out of the men rest room ad they were all alone Regina voice sounded angry: „WHAT ARE YOU DOING?“
Heros don't get their Happy Ending!June 10, 2014 at 7:05 pm #273174WickedRegalParticipant
CHAPTER 6: THE TALES WE TWIST
“AHH!” Kisses screamed as he began pulling his hair. “Horrowitch! The Master ABCindra just called! And she is demanding that we get things under control immediately, or else she’ll have our heads!”
“What do we do? What do we do? What do we do?” Horrowitch began hyperventilating until WickedJane reared back, and slapped him across the face. “Ow…what was that for?”
“Get yourself under control man!” WickedJane ordered. “This is no time to panic! It’s time we start pulling out the big guns on these characters!”
“The big guns? WickedJane, have you been sipping on the red plothennesy again?” Kisses asked. “ABCindra wants to see some true development, not some random bunch of hocus pocus!”
“Then we’ll give them development…I think you lads know what needs to be done,” WickedJane said crossing her arms, a sinister smirk across her face. In puffs of smoke appeared various ingrediants, with two vials in particular, both filled with a grayish smoke.
“Wait…you can’t mean…” Horrowitch stuttered.
“That’s exactly what I mean! Stand back lassies!” WickedJane ordered, before uncorking the vials releasing the smoke that floated in the air. “Faithful characters long since dead, rise up out of thy wormy beds. Wiggle thy toes, twinkle thine eyes, reach thy hands up toward the sky. Reappear, don’t be shy….inhale breaths of air, so say I!” WickedJane chanted as the smoke began to whirl around, before flying straight into the open book in Horrowitch’s hands.
“Things are about to get a little more interesting…I just hope ABCindra will approve,” Kisses said before the three witches all let out high pitched cackles, hoping that their characters were unprepared for what they had just unleashed.
The moment Robin took that moment, to force Regina into the Men’s RestRoom with him, and all but scared the hell out of another guy who fled either from seeing the commanding presence Robin had, or the Evil Queen on his arm. Now he and Regina stood face to face, neither saying anything, but their eyes showing all the emotion needed to be known. Regina’s eyes held a sense of hurt hidden under layers of boiling wrath while Robin’s held a sense of sympathy along with regret. However, the clearest thing both could see in each other, was that look of passionate longing.
“Well, I can only hope that you didn’t drag me in here just to see you take a piss,” Regina folded her arms across her chest. “Listen…I’ve got business to tend to, so I don’t really have time to play twenty questions nor am I really in the mood to speak with you. Out with it thief…what the hell do you want?”
“Don’t do that…not now,” Robin plainly stated.
“I’m not doing anything,” Regina tilted her head. “And if you’re not going to say anything, then I’d best be on my…”
“Dang it Regina! Will you just spare me five minutes before you do the whole (beep) Evil Queen routine!” Robin shouted in a tone of voice that both shocked, and impressed Regina, who could now tell that Robin was in no mood for her casual rudeness. It was the best thing she could pull off…it was either that or break down in front of him. And she’d rather not have her mother roll over in her grave once again, for her daughter showing any signs of weakness.
“What do you want Robin?” Regina asked before nervously flipping her hair, a habit she seemed to pick up whenever Robin was near.
“H-How are you?” he asked.
“Oh life couldn’t be better, we’ve got another threat trying to do us all in, and mother nature has decided to vacation right here in Storybrooke, freezing everything around her. So yeah…I’m doing fine,” Regina responded in a false tone of optimism. “How about you? How’s the dead wife coming back going for you?” she added patting him on the shoulder, a false smile across her face.
“Terribly,” Robin admitted, and could see at the fall of Regina’s face, that that had been the last thing she had expected for him to say. “I lost my wife thirty two years ago, and I never thought I’d ever fall in love with anyone else. That is until a year ago…when I met the most vibrant, bold, audacious, and a little evil, all around insufferable woman! Who no matter how hard I tried to ignore, always managed to get under my skin, just like I got under hers.”
Robin could see the conflicting look in Regina’s eye, who gazed toward the ground rather than up at him. “And your point of saying all of that was?” he heard her mutter, but in a more broken tone.
“It’s hard as hell to get over a woman like that?” Robin said reaching out to lift Regina’s face up to look up at him. “Especially when she’s your soul mate,” he added before bending down to kiss her. That single kiss was enough for Robin to know that he was making the right decision. He and Marian kisses had never been as passionate, and spirited as the ones he shared with Regina. And the moment Regina pulled away, it took every masculinity in him not to whimper from their loss of contact.
“Wait…wait…wait…” said a flustered Regina, who was trying to compose herself. She had spent the entire night piling up anger to keep this man out of her heart, and yet with one kiss, he managed to tear down the walls, and storm the castle! “You’re married to Maryanne, Maria, or whatever the hell that woman’s name is!” Regina said, finding it hard to remember the former widower’s wife name.
“Yeah…umm…about that,” Robin said running a hand through his hair. “It may turn out that Marian may already be remarried.”
“What?” Regina asked, whirling around to face him. “How is that possible?”
“No idea…but this woman named Merida went all berserk because someone hit her Marian. And frankly, she can have her…I only want you,” Robin said stepping closer to Regina whose back met a wall, Robin inches from her, his hands coming up to block her any exit.
“How could you so easily give your wife away…for an Evil Queen?” Regina asked, never feeling so terrified, but so secured all at once. She was horrified at the prospect of opening herself up once more, but she never felt more safe knowing it was her soul mate she could open herself up to.
“My ex-wife is supposedly married to another, but has no recollection of it. And when she does…she’ll understand. Regular love can move on, but soul mates are bounded. You’re stuck with me forever darling,” Robin grinned from ear to ear as he leaned forward, their noses brushing against one another.
Regina couldn’t help but allow the smile to spread across her face. “Are you sure you want to be stuck with me…even though half of the town still hates my guts and anyone involved with me.”
“Anybody that’s got a problem with you…let me know, and I’ll take care of it. The Merry Men and I got your back, and I’m sure your daughter and her family feel the same way,” Robin pointed out as he leaned in to kiss her once more.
“Step-daughter…” Regina pulled away to correct him, a smile plastered across her face.
“Daughter nonetheless…” Robin smirked. “And don’t worry…Roland will be just fine. Marian and I will balance him just as you and Emma balance Henry. Everything’s going to work out just…”
It was then that the bathroom door burst open to reveal a frantic looking Tinkerbelle and Ruby, who immediately blushed at the predicament Robin and Regina had been caught in. “Umm…ummm….Regina, Hood, we’re sorry to break up this renewed love fest, but we’ve got a problem!” Ruby began.
“What is it?” Regina asked, fighting down the blush on her face.
“Someone’s come back…and they’re looking for you!” Tinkerbelle stated. “It’s best to bring along Robin…Hook and David are having a hard enough time holding back this one!”
“Who is it?” Robin questioned.
“It’s best for you to come see it for yourself…he’s in the lobby of the hospital!” Ruby stated. “But Whale and the doctors can’t get close enough to sedate him. So do you have anything in order to calm him…potion or powder or anything?”
“At the house…I do.” Regina responded.
“Then you go and get that…I’ll go make sure Roland is with Marian, and then hold whoever this is off till you get here,” Robin said before kissing Regina’s hand, who smiled before a column of purple smoke enveloped her, leaving nothing in it’s place.
The very last person that Emma had ever expected to see was a wild, rambunctious, animalistic looking, and very living Graham. He scanned the crowd of people, and it was yet that his eyes landed on Emma, and nervously watched as her father and Hook attempted to talk through to Graham who demanded to see Regina with a look of bloodlust in his eyes. One thing was for sure…she wouldn’t let this former huntsman hurt her pirate or her family.
“Where is the Queen!” Graham roared.
“Graham…calm down!” David said holding his hand out in a peaceful manner. “A lot has changed since you’ve died. But we need answers…”
“Are you really going to sit here and try to talk him first?” Hook scoffed as he held his sword out. “What we need for you is to calm down mate!” he ordered toward Graham, whose grip on his sword tightened.
“For once, I think the pirate is right!” Robin said as stepped forward, bow and arrow raised and drawn. “What’s your business with Regina!”
“My business is returning the favor she dealt!” Graham replied as he stared at the three men, confused as to why they all seemed to be defending the Evil Queen. Had it not just been yesterday that he had stopped the fight brewing between her and Emma…Emma, his deputy! Where was she! His eyes scanned past the three men, and locked eyes with Emma, whose breath became hitched in her throat. “Emma…” he breathed out.
Hook glanced behind him toward Emma, and could see the look of confusion in her eyes. “Do you know this man Swan?”
“You can say that,” Emma dug her hands in her pockets, and glanced to her side. “He’s supposed to be dead!”
“The Queen killed me…I know she did! Now where is she?” Graham asked. “Emma, you were there! When I died…tell them!”
“I was,” Emma nodded as she took a step forward. “But Graham…you have to understand. Regina’s not the same person anymore…she’s changed.”
“What do you mean changed…she just killed me yesterday! No one changes overnight!” Graham rebuked.
“That’s impossible…Graham, it’s been two years since you’ve died. A lot has changed…” Emma responded. “If you calm down, and let us explain. Maybe you’ll understand…”
—The Mills Mansion—
“Where is it!” Regina said as she rummaged through her living room, trying to find her mother’s spell book. It was no where to be found, and she was sure that she had locked it away inside her cabinet. After searching for ten minutes, Regina gave up, and sighed, running her hands through her hair in frustration. It was too much going on in one day, from the Snow Queen, these two mysterious witches writing history, Marian coming back, her losing and then gaining back Robin Hood, and now someone is at the hospital, apparently after her.
“Okay…I’ll just have to do this with my magic. Just please no more wicked sorcerers, or crazy people!” she silently prayed.
“You weren’t even going to say hello first?” she heard an all too familiar voice ask her, causing her to freeze just before she could disappear out of her house. “Not exactly the welcome home I was expecting,” the person added.
Regina dared to look over her shoulder to see her sister Zelena walking forward with their mother’s spell book in her hands. “Zelena…” Regina whispered.
“Miss me sis?” Zelena asked with a tilt of her head, a smile across her face.
“I thought…I thought you were dead,” Regina stated. “I saw you turn yourself to stone, and crumble.”
“Is that what that Imp told you?” Zelena asked, a flash of anger in her eyes. “Well it appears, it’s up to me to set the record straight. And don’t worry I didn’t come here to fight…I actually came here because well, I had no where else to go really.”
“So you didn’t just come here to greet your little sister?” Regina asked, feigning a hurtful expression before laughing. “What is this…I’m talking to my dead sister. Well, whose supposed to be dead.”
“You’re right supposed to be dead. But I’m not…here I am in the flesh. And I’m ready to accept that offer…that second chance,” Zelena replied stepping closer to her sister, so they could meet eye to eye.
“As if you had much of a choice…but first I want answers. What do you mean when you say “The Imp told you”? And how are you alive?” Regina asked.
—The Other Dimension—
“WickedJane, you wicked thing you, this is perfect!” Horrowitch explained.
“I don’t know Horrowitch…I mean bringing back those two specifically…” Kisses began.
“Was a splendid idea! And I just know ABCindra will be satisfied now! Things are about to get a little more heated in SB,” WickedJane cackled. “Besides…it was either Zelena and Graham, or the Mother of all Evil Cora!”
“NOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!” Horrowitch and Kisses shouted. “Zelena and Graham will do…no need for Cora!”
"If you go as far as you can see...you will then see enough to go even further." - Finn BalorJune 23, 2014 at 4:52 pm #275099TheWatcherParticipant
Throughout the town of Storybrook, a mysterious figure moved hesitantly. Hidden in the shadows of the night, this figure, this man watched and searched for he one he had been seeking.
Then he saw him…. A boy, a young boy with a wide smile and brown hair, a scarf wrapped around his neck, a large brown book tucked into his arm and a nice cream in the other. He was walking with a leather clad pirate with a hooked hand.
Killian and Henry had no idea they were being watched. “So tell me, mate,” said Killian, struggling to hold an ice cream cone in his hook as he in Henry walked the street. “What exactly is it you like to do for fun?”
Henry stared straight ahead barely acknowledging Hooks company. “I like reading.” Henry’s blunt answer told Hook he wasn’t in the mood for conversation.
“Reading, eh? I’ve always wondered, how much of my life is in that book?”
“Only what was really necessary for the story. So not much.” Henry strode a bit faster in front of Hook who jogged to keep up. He forced a smile.
“Good one, mate–”
“I’m not your mate, Killian.” Henry spun and turned on Hook, his eye watering with tears both from anger and hurt. Hook placed a hand on his shoulder! but Henry brushed it away.
“Look, Henry, I know this must be a bit hard for you. Your mother thought it best if we a actually spent some time together and got to know one another properly, then maybe we could–”
“Could what, huh? You could be my father? Teach me how to drink and take my sailing on some stinky old ship? Make me wear an eyepatch and get a parrot? Or better yet, would you rather me just cut off one of my hands? Is that enough quality time for you, Hook? You aren’t my dad! You will never be my dad! And it doesn’t matter what my mom says, you’ll always be a pirate! You stole my grandmother away and now your stealing my mom too! Why don’t you just leave us all alone!” The words were like fire to Killian but he said nothing as Henry took off running. Emma was battle Hook had fought and won but it wasn’t over. Henry was a smart boy who loved his father as strongly as Hook loved his brother, as strongly as Hook loved Mila, and it wasn’t going to be easy to let go of him. Hook decided to give the boy his peace, he would try again later perhaps with a different approach. So turning to make his way back to Emma’s, Hook could have sworn….by some trick of the light…. That in the darkness of the trees he saw a familiar face….. Squinting, he was able to make it out more clearly and indeed he had been right…. Killian saw a face he thought he would never again see, a face he only thought was a projection of his subconscious but no. It was real.
Killian took off running.
Emma sat in the hospital, her yes glued to Graham. They had explained so much to him yet still he flinched when Regina entered the room. She apologized over and over not just for killing him, but for years of things she had committed against him in the enchanted forest.
“I don’t want your apologies,” Graham spat. “you stay away from me, you wretched woman!” Regina felt hurt in her heart all over again, but it didn’t last long. Henry burst into the room with a force so hard, everyone wondered if it was by magic.
“HOW COULD YOU!?” Henry screamed to Emma! “WHY!? Why would you do this to me! To US!”
“Kid, what’s going–”
“You can replace him all you want but I won’t! He’ll never be my father! EVER!” Henry took the giant fairy tale book and ripped the cover apart, tearing pages out and flinging what was left out of the window! “I wish I never brought you to Storybrook!” He took off in such a flurry that he seemed to be an angry blur.
Regina waited. She exchanged glances with Emma, waiting for an explanation. “Well? What did you do now? Can you go five minutes without upsetting the balance in someone’s life?”
“Save it.” Regina stalked out of the room in pursuit of her son. Emma looked on confused as ever. No one had seen Henry like this before…not even in her false memories had Henry ever been so… Angry….
Regina didn’t need long to find where Henry had run to. She found him, huddled up in tear soaked ball inside his play castle, where once he and Emma had bonded so closely yet now he wished he could more than a world apart from her. Regina climbed into the cramped castle wanting nothing more than to hold her son.
“Hey…” Regina called. “what’s the matter, sweetie? What did she do?”
“go away! Just leave me alone!” Henry turned from his mother but still she could see his eyes were turning red with exhaustion.
“Henry… I don’t know what wrong… Whatever it is she did to you…. But I can tell you it’s never good to keep your emotions locked inside. You can talk to me… You know I’m always here for you, I’ve always been here for you.” Henry stayed silent. Regina got up as if to leave but Henry spoke.
“This isn’t how it’s supposed to be….” He said. “I don’t want to be angry, but I am! She doesn’t even care anymore! It hasn’t even been a week and she just doesn’t care!!”
Regina knew exactly what this was about. “Oh. The pirate. Well, sweetie. Emma is…. She…” But Regina couldn’t form words. She agreed win Henry. The boys father died while he had no memory of him and when he did get his memory back, Emma hadn’t spoke of him virtually at all. On the night Snow and Charming had announced they had named their baby after Neal, Henry was so overcome without emotions he ran outside to cry and when Regina had saw Emma get up not too long afterwards, she THOUGHT Emma was going after him. To comfort him. To ease his pain. But later everyone had saw through the windows that Emma had found it more suiting to be a passenger on a pirate ship instead of with her own son. To be honest… It filled Regina with rage that the damned Emma Swan had not only ruined her life, but Had hurt her son so deeply too. Regina was FURIOUS.
“Woah!” Henry jumped back. Regina had been so caught up in her thoughts, in her anger, that she accidentally ignited a flame in her hand.
“sorry, sorry,” she said. “guess I let my emotions get the best of me for a second too.” she smiled and rubbed Henry’s head. But Henry stared at her heads with a look she had never seen before. And then…he spoke the words she thought she would never hear him say…. Words that she once said to The Dark One himself…..
Henry looked her in the eyes and said: “Teach me.”
And with that, Regina smiled so wildly that it was like fire danced in her eyes.
Killiam rushed down to the nearest place he thought Emma would be. Her place had been empty and he had no time to wait for her! He needed to find her and find her quickly! There, outside SB hospital, Hook could see through a broken glass on the first floor the place where the dead sherif was. He thought maybe Emma was there, but before he could rush into the hospital to tell her the news, to tell her that someone was in town who shouldn’t be there, he heard a voice behind him.
“Well, well, Hook. Looks like Henry isn’t growing too fond of his new [step] father! is he?”
Hook refused to turn to face the person. He refused to believe that [he] was here. “what are you doing here?! Your not supposed to be-”
“Surprised? A lot of surprising things are going on in Storybrooke. Just wait. ” the figure walked around Hook and towards the window. Bending, the figure picked up the remains of Henry’s book. “Tell me, Hook.” Said the figure. “Are you happy? Living this new life? You have the one thing you always wanted. Emma is yours…. Is it all you dreamed?!”
“stay away from her!” Hook screamed.
“oh, no. I don’t want Emma. I’m actually here for you Hook.” the figure stepped closer and Hook gazed at the face he never wanted to see again….. He stared into the face of HorrorWitch.
“I made you a deal Hook. A good deal. I gave you a magic bean, helped you get away from the curse, and got you to New York”, said HorrorWitch.
“and I paid that price!” hook called.
“An old ship? HA!” HorrorWitch laughed with the might of a thunder. “That May have been the price for magic, but not the price for a plot device. Multiple plot devices at that. You owe me much more than a ship. And WickedJane says it’s time to collect. Or else you’ll find yourself in the same position as Mr. Cassidy.”
Hook remained still, hoping that someone would see and call for help. “what do you want?” He asked.
“Simple. ABCindra and Plot Devisius, our lord and master, are getting rather…bored with one person in particular. He isn’t as popular as we thought… So seeing as you have frequently gotten your hands dirty, mr. Jones, we’d like you to handle him for us.”
“And who is that?”
“The boy.” HorrorWitch’s voiced echoed. “Kill the boy. If you do, then you may be granted your happy ending with the mother. But the boy….must..die”
And with that, Horrorwich disappeared.
"I could have the giant duck as my steed!" --Daniel Radcliffe
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Emma was still at the hospital with Graham. He seemed to calm down a little after Regina left. “I assume I can’t convince you to run and take Henry away from that woman before she’ll hurt him right?” he asked.
“I already told you, she’s different now. Besides, she always kept him safe, even before I came to Storybrooke” Emma said.
He sighed. “So… What is The kid angry at you about?”
“Well, this is slightly awkward” she replied, “His father died a few days ago…”
“Yes… It’s a long story. Anyway, I sort of got into a new relationship now and…”
“A new relationship?” Graham asked silently. Just when she was about to answer him the door opened and Hook entered the room.
“Speaking of which… This is Killian, Killian, this is Graham” she introduced between the two men.
“Nice to meet you mate” Hook said and handed his hookless hand. Graham shook his hand reluctantly.
“You have a hook” he stated when he noticed Hook’s other arm. “Who are you, Captain Hook from that Disney film?” he laughed.
“Aye that I am”.
“Seriously?” he asked.
Emma rolled her eyes. “Ok, I think I Graham must be tired of everything that happened today, why won’t we leave and let him get some rest?” she said and started pushing Hook to the door.
“Emma wait” Graham called right when she was about to exit.
She turned around. “Yeah?”
“We obviously need to talk about a lot of things… Granny’s wasn’t closed during these two years right?”
Emma laughed. “It’s open”.
“Then I’ll see you there, maybe at around six?” He asked and smiled.
“Not for a date, right? Because the lady is in a very happy relationship with me!” Hook called from the hallway.
Emma rolled her eyes again. “Sounds good” she said and closed the door behind her and her annoying pirate.
Just then she heard the sound of a message from her iPhone. It was from Mary Margaret: Come to our apartment, Elsa has something to say to us about the writers.
“Let’s start with… What do you know about magic?” Regina asked Henry.
“Well, true love is the most powerful magic of them all” he answered.
“True, but maybe we can focus on actual magic that you can learn?”.
“Ok…” the kid said, “All magic comes with a price?”.
“That’s also correct, but let’s try to think about stuff that you didn’t hear from your family members” Regina tried again.
Henry tried to think but then Regina’s phone biped. “If it’s Emma then don’t bother” he said.
She laughed. “No, it’s a text from Mary Margaret.”
“What does she say?”
“Your idiot side of the family is having a meeting about this whole writers thing, so I need to start a fight with Marian to distract the witches from them”. She answered.
“But why would you fight her? Didn’t you and Robin get back together?” He asked her.
“Well yes, at least I think so, but I’m sure she isn’t happy about it, and she already hates me from the whole trying to execute her thing, so I don’t think it would be such a problem”.
Just then her phone ringed. A number that she didn’t recognize this time. She answered.
“What’s up sis?” she was surprised to hear Zelena’s voice.
“How did you get my number?”
“What? I thought we’re doing the whole sisterly thing aren’t we? Doesn’t that include calling you and asking what’s up?”
“That did’t answered my question… You know what, never mind.” Regina sighed.
“So… Listen sis, I was wondering where I can find Belle French”
“It’s Belle Gold now”
“Really?” Zelena asked, “Good for her! So do you know where?”
“Are you going to threaten her or hurt her?”
“What? No! I’m not stupid, I’m talking this second chance. We’re just going to have a little chat! I want to apologize to her” Zelena said.
Regina felt like her sister wasn’t being completely honest with her, but as long as she wasn’t going to hurt the bookworm then she didn’t really care. “She’s probably at Gold’s shop” she said.
“Yes I know that but I really don’t want to run into Rumplestiltskin.”
“Oh, so in that case I would go check at the library. If she’s not in the shop she’s there” Regina replied.
“Thank you! So, what are you doing right now?” Zelena asked her.
“Right now I’m with my son but I need to go and fight with some girl”. She answered.
“Why would you need to do that?”
“To distract the writers” she said. She already told Zelena about what happened since her death.
“In that case you don’t need to”
“Really? Why is that?”
“Because I’m about to make quite a scene myself…” her sister said.
“What kind of scene?” Regina asked suspiciously.
“The scene where I tell the girl the truth about her husband” she said and hung up.
“What is she doing?” Henry asked Regina.
“No idea”, she said, “so… Where were we?”.
As Emma went up the stairs to Mary Margaret and David’s apartment she felt the air getting colder. That meant that Elsa was there. When she opened the door she saw their regular group: Mary Margaret, Ruby, Granny and the dwarves, and indeed, Elsa was there too.
“Where’s David?” She asked when she noticed his absence.
“He’s at the park with baby Neal, this cold is not good for babies.” Mary Margaret said. Right. Baby Neal. She’ll never get used to that. “Here, have a coat” she said and handed her one of the big fur coats they were all wearing.
“So what is going on? Emma asked while wearing it.
“The return of your sheriff and the witch must mean that the storywriting witches know that we found out what they’re doing” Elsa said, “And that means that we must take action”.
“And do what?” Emma asked again.
“Get out of the story into the real world and take control of our lives” Ruby said from her seat.
She didn’t know what to think about that. She certainly had enough of portals and world jumpings, but she understood how important it was- she already noticed the storywriting witches’ subtle influence on their lives, so who knows what else they did to her friends, to her? Are the choices she made even hers?
“Ok, than how?” she asked.
“Ordinary plot holes allow you to open a peeking hole to the writer’s world. To open an actual portal we need a plot hole that can be used to move between realms. That way the plot hole magic will be combined with the portal opening magic. We need something like a magic mirror, a hat…”
“A magic bean?” Emma asked.
“Hook traded his ship for one after the second curse. I can ask him who was it that gave him the bean” she said and picked her phone out of her pocket. “Right after I’ll meet with Graham, I’m already late” she added when she saw the hour on her phone screen.
“Have fun!” Mary Margaret said. Emma smiled and left the apartment.
You know what I can't continue with the dead people brought back to life list I'm out of space in the signature and now we have an underworld arc this is to much I quit why do you bring so many people back to life OUAT WHHHYYYY
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