"Some say that fate is something beyond our command. That destiny is not our own. But I know better. Our fate lives within us. You just have to be brave enough to see it."

—Princess Merida of DunBroch.


I sighed. Another boring day in this stupid town full of amnesic characters.

28 years. Twenty eight years in this torture. Oh, how I hated my life.

The Evil Queen would think this was the curse. For them it was. For me, the real curse was having to live between two personas. I was Victoria, but I was also Merida.

That was the hardest part of it.

To people of StoryBroke I'm Victoria Williams. A orphan girl with a rebellious phase that works for the Mills as the babysitter of young Henry Mills. To them I was just a schoolgirl, a nobody. Just another citizen.

But I wasn't. Not really.

I was a princess. I was Merida of DunBroch. I was a happy girl. I had everything I loved. I had my horse, a beautiful family and I had my bow.

Then my mother started searching for suitors.

I couldn't stand it. I didn't need a man in my life, I didn't wanted to get married. I was only 16, and I wanted to find my true love.

I think my worst mistake was going to that witch for something that could change my mother. What I really wanted was for her to see who I really was. To understand me. Instead, that witch tricked me. The thing she gave me transformed my mother to a bear. A killer animal, a beast.

I tried all I could to bring her back. I really did. But I couldn't.

Nothing worked, and my brothers ate the rest of the magic cake and...they transformed into beast too.

I wanted to die. My father secretly blamed me, and I ran away searching for a cure for them.

The only reason I was in the Enchanted Forest that night when the curse hit was because I was searching for a man of magic that could help me retrieve my mother's and brother's humanity. Rumplestiltskin was his name, I think.

I didn't found him, what I found instead was the curse.

Now, I'm trapped in a town full of people who didn't remembered who they were. I was the only one, I think, apart from the Evil Queen, that knew the truth.

My only hope was that the saviour would came here, and save us all.

Then, I would, be able to help my mother and my little brothers.