Once upon a time, there was a little town, called Storybrooke. It was a place were many people were gay. The only problem was they didn't know. They didn't know because of a curse. A curse that sent them away from their beloved land and sent them too a place where all their memories, all their past and all their true beloved ones were forgotten. A land without magic. Now there's only one person who knows exactly what happened. And she sure as hell doesn't want them to find out.
Chapter 1 : A mother's son
An eleven year old boy stood on a chair. He tried to reach out for a book, but it was hard to get it. He bit on his lip. Maybe if he. A slight of relief came across his face when he saw the tree outside. Henry went outside and looked if he could find the perfect twig. ' I got it!' he whispered when he held the perfect twig in his hands. 'This is gonna help me.' His eyes sparkled. The kid had first seen the book when he went into the old library. His mother had closed the library, but Henry could still go and read books. Regina, his mom, had given him the key. Henry wasn't really a book reader. He was more open too real adventures. Adventures that didn't came from books, but the kind he could experience.
Just for pleasing Regina, he did go there though and he actually wanted to try reading a book when his eyes saw the old wooden closet. And more importantly, on top of the closet he could see an old book. Henry didn't know why the book wasn't between the others and he thought it was accidentally. Maybe someone had cleaned the closet and put the book down there for a while? Maybe that person had forgotten to put the book back where it belonged.
At least he could try to get the book. He was here anyway. Brave and with him breathing harder, he took the twig and himself too the chair. This time he got the book.
Henry opened a random page. He frowned his brows. It wasn't really his thing he thought. A book of fairy-tales? No. Not for him. What did it matter? Books weren't even his thing.
He could take the book home. He had made a huge effort to get it today. It was the least he could do. he thought. That way it wasn't for nothing. You never knew.
Regina looked into the mirror.
" Are you gonna tell him?" the mirror asked.
" Am I going too tell him what?" Regina said, hiding a certain anger in her voice.
" You know. About her."
" Don't speak about her" Regina said like she was threatening the mirror. " I don't want to hear from her, alright?"
The mirror blinked with his eyes. Regina had sent him a lot of light.
" too much light" he whispered.
" I know!" Regina cried and she laughed. Then she put her hand on the mirror and the face of the mirror disappeared.
" Mom!? Are you home?"
Regina turned around. " of course, sweetie! Just hold on a sec. I'm almost there."
She opened the door and hugged the little kid.
" You had a nice day?" she asked.
Henry nodded. " It was alright." He said.
" I'm going to do homework, okay?"
" Yes dear, we'll eat around 6, is that good for you?"
" uhu" Henry said and he ran upon the stairs.
" Look out honey! You might fall sometimes you know."
" I know mum! Don't be so overprotected!"
Regina smiled. That kid could sometimes be so irresponsible, but she loved him anyway. She wondered how he would have been if she had raised him together with her. She shook her head.
Now was not the time too think about her. It was time too think about something else. Regina sighed and took a look on the calendar. " Almost time for her too come." She thought. " When would that be?"
Henry sat on his bed and he opened the book on page 1.
Once opun a time there was a girl who had never been in love. Her name was Regina.
" Regina?" Henry thought. But? Could it be…
He looked at the picture that was drown next too the fairy-tale. Regina the description said.
So this is… he looked at the picture. This girl really looked like his mom and she also was called Regina. But it couldn't be could it?
This couldn't be true. No he was seeing things that weren't there. He had to stop reading the book. It was time for him to go on an adventure again.
He closed it and hid it between his clothes. His mum didn't look there, so she wouldn't question him. He did kind of steal the book from the old library and Henry didn't want her to know that.
" Henry! Dinner time!"
