Magic Words
Summary: When Emma Swan comes to Storybrooke, Maine three more story book characters are in residence of the cursed town; the ice princess, tiger lily, and the mad hatter's wife. OC/Baelfire (memories)/Devin, OC/Sheriff Graham (under curse)/Jefferson - m: only because i'm scared, rating might lower in the future.
Disclaimer: I do not own this, as it is a fan fiction - but thank you, for even considering it because I think it is really really cool how they bring fairy tales into today's world but still keep the cool capes and insanity.
Pilot -
Storybrooke, Maine ~
Carefully examining the exotic - as in from the outside of the state - red apples with a longing desire, she strode through the isles of one of the most boring food market's in existence. Having seen people named Arnold more exciting than this place. The music playing over the loud speaker sounding more generic than elevator music, the sound of the basket swinging crookedly in Alyssa Blanchard's hands, the hum of the fridges, and the snores of the cashier.
The town she took up residence in wouldn't be one to be found on a map with a star next to the city name, or even on a map for that matter, with the biggest news being that some high school student knocking up one of his classmates or how her mother had cut her hair even shorter She rolled her dark brown eyes, pulling her chestnut brown hair back behind her ear, as she slammed the basket filled with assorted fruits - excluding apples - against the counter, awaking the sleeping cashier.
"Huh?! What?... Oh, hi, Alyssa." Ce-Ce Herman sighed. Dropping her head back against the counter with a loud and painful sounding thump. Cierra Herman, or as everyone knew her as Ce-Ce, went to the same school as Alyssa only a few years ahead of her and was also a good friend of her's, but was forced to work long hours here and there for stealing - something that had always seemed to puzzle Alyssa as Cierra came from a well-off family - which left Cierra with not much of a free time but she always ended up having to work longer or more days due to the fact that she always slept during her odd community service jobs. The dark haired brunette behind the counter sleepily slid the basket, putting in the prices, nearly falling over not yet awake. Not looking happy to do any of this. Sighing, quoting a well known saying, Alyssa said, "You did the crime, Ce. Now, you gotta do the time -"
She turned towards her friend, Cierra, who held a oddly serene face expression as she spoke, "I don't like that game."
"It isn't a game." Alyssa said to her friend, for what felt like the thousandth time, as she told her friend that life wasn't a game but a serious investment. But, Cierra just starred at her in a confused manner as though the thought of something not being a game was completely puzzling to her. Having watched Cierra scan the last item, still staring at Alyssa in confusion. Alyssa cleared her throat before walking away with the plastic bags, pushing her stubborn hair back behind her ear.
Her dark brown eyes, finding a unfamiliar yellow car pull on down the street before stopping swiftly in the middle of the road. Watching as Henry Mills - the Mayor's kid - step out of the car after a blonde haired women, watching as the women seems to be having a mental break down. That's what Alyssa felt after her mother gave Henry that wretched book and began playing with her head -
Enchanted Forest ~
The light meant nothing down here as the torches only lit centimeters of space, the rocks suffocating them, the guard walked behind a man dressed in dark non revealing clothes but still held his air of superiority. A pregnant women a girl no older than thirteen or fourteen walked alongside her. Stepping through an archway, the guard called over his shoulder in a surprisingly deep voice, "When we reach the cell, stay out of the light. And whatever you do, do not let him know your name. If he knows your name, he will have power over you. Rumpelstiltskin. Rumpelstiltskin! I have a question for you."
A tall man with green sparkly skin to match a mad smile, jumped forth excitedly. "No, you don't." He gave the guard a smile that only someone off their rocker's could give, before turning towards the three. "They do. Snow White and Prince Charming," before snapping his head towards the cloaked figure that stood shorter than the other two visitors. "-As well as their beautiful best friend forever, the young Princess Gerda, or do you go by Louisa now?" He giggled. "You all never ever cease to not insult me. Step into the light and take off those ridiculous robes."
Sharing a look the three royals stepped forward, taking off the so-called ridiculous robes, Snow White's black hair and gray eyes being revealed as well as Charming's blonde and blue eyes, and Gerda's chestnut brown with pure white streaks and black eyes. Rumpelstiltskin smiled. "That's much better, don't you think?"
Feeling brave, as the Prince had always acted on impulse. Prince James, or as everyone preferred Charming, stepped forth. "We've come to ask you about the..."
Far more excited then he should be, the green man madly called, "Yes! Yes! I know why you're here! You want to know about the Queen's threat." Swallowing Princess Gerda, watched the man of which had grown to be quite known since the ogres wars had passed.
The Princess pounced angrily, "Tell us what you know!"
"Ooh, tense, aren't we? Fear not! For I can ease your mind. But... It's going to cost you something in return." said Rumpelstiltskin, never one to turn down a bargain as Prince Charming paled, and Gerda swallowed her fear was the one to come forward.
"The ease of never feeling the curse of whatever curse Regina has in store for us, because I swear on your son's life," she watched the sorcerer's eyes grown dark, the young girl continued smirking inwardly, as white particles began to travel across the grounds of the dungeon freezing the bars and his hands stuck to them. "That you will feel whatever we feel times ten. Your choice, of free will, your imprisoned greenness."
Reaching out to grab the girls hand, Prince Charming caught her hand shaking his head. The Ice Princess lowered hands, but did not move to melt the ice. "He's just a waste of time, Gerda." He said, as she let her hands fall to her sides, loving the way the guard seemed to be more on edge as he saw the Great Rumpelstiltskin got his hands frozen helplessly to the bars.
Gerda parted her lips, speaking breathlessly, as she did after showing her magic, looking up at the Prince. "I will still enjoy freezing him like I did the Original Snow Queen, Elsa." She smiled evilly.
"What do you want, and we may, perhaps, consider it?" Snow White spoke over her slightly deranged cold friend, rolling her eyes as she saw Prince Charming still astounded by the girls cold tones frown at the young girl.
Rumpelstiltskin continued to lean against the bar, trying to be subtle as he tried to shake his hands loose. "Oh..." he excitedly continued, but seemed to have died down as the skin around the ice was beginning to show a purple/blue color. "The name of your unborn child?"
"Absolutely not!" Prince Charming interjected.
Snow White spoke with a mind of her own though, ignoring her husband, "Deal! What do you know?"
"Snow!" Gerda hissed at her friend.
"Gerda!" Rumpelstiltskin mimicked. "You have a lot more to fear than me just knowing the name of a child not even born. The Queen has created a powerful curse. And it's coming. Soon, you'll all be in a prison. Just like me, only worse. Your prison, all of our prisons, will be time. Time will stop, and we will be trapped. Someplace horrible, where everything we hold dear, everything we love, will be ripped from us while we suffer for all eternity. While the Queen celebrates, victorious at last. No more happy endings."
The Ice Princess stood frozen thinking of the ice in her palms she loved so much, Kai and Devin who had already both been ripped away from her, and the Huntsman, the dwarves, Snow White, Prince Charming, and others of this valley who had all become her friends. And how she tried to think of everything she really loved, imagining it ripped away from her, powerless to stop it, as her sister who had threatened revenge against her step-daughter and who she was sure hated her, celebrated the people of the Enchanted Forest's misery.
"What can we do?" Snow's words echoing along the rock walls.
The sparkled green man leaned back still attached to the bars, looking not quite sane, "We can't do anything." He said this rather calmly as though he wasn't talking about the demise of their home land but rather talking about something like the Evil Queen attacking outlying villages or the New Prince of Archibaldia.
"Who can?" A smile spread across his face as he stared at the women's ever growing stomach, "That little thing, growing inside your belly. The infant is our only hope. Get the child to safety." Suddenly, the man across from Gerda grew very serious. "Get the child to safety and on it's -" moving his side to side, "Twenty-eighth birthday, the child will return. The child will find you and a final battle will begin." The man might be mad but she had never known him to say something wrong, lie, but then again there was truth to every single lie ever told.
As Princess Gerda milled over the mad man's words, the prince - once again - interrupted. "We have heard enough. We are leaving."
Following Prince Charming, the two girls turned towards the dungeon's exit as the guard held the torch in a motion for us to see into the darkness that was the dungeon's interior. "Hey! No! We made a deal! I want her name! We had a deal! I need her name! I want her name!" Rumpelstiltskin cried hysterically called after them.
Prince Charming, scoffed. "Her? It's a boy."
"Missy... Missy... You know I'm right. Tell me, what's her name?" said Rumpelstiltskin.
The Princess looked over her shoulder. "Emma. Her name is Emma."
He sighed, smiling, Emma..."
Storybrooke, Boston ~
Blinking, Alyssa was brought back to the world again, taking her bags in her hand, as she called out towards the young ten year old boy. "Henry, are you insane? Out this late at night. What's going to happen if the big bad Evil Queen sees you?!" Going along with his stories, she jogged towards the ten year old boy as he stood next to a women in her twenties, furrowing her eyebrows.
It looked as though Henry was having a serious discussion as she arrived "bad things happen" but as he heard Alyssa call out to him, his face instantly transformed into a smile, looking over to Alyssa. "Hi." Alyssa said to the women.
Before being cut off by the sound of another person arriving to the late night party, "Henry! Alyssa!" A man with a dog approached the blonde haired women and the already mentioned fourteen year old and ten year old. "Henry! What are you doing here? Is everything alright? Are you watching him, Miss Blanchard?"
"I just found him, now." She gave Henry a hard look. Stepping back from her glare, Henry sighed, "I'm fine. Archie."
Hardening his hold on his puppy pulling the dog, Pongo, towards himself, looking towards the blonde women through the top of his glasses. Archie leaned forth mentioning to the odd grown women. "Who's this?"
"Just someone trying to give him a ride home." the blonde said lightly, looking exhausted.
"She's my mom, Archie, Alyssa," Henry said, giving Alyssa a smile.
"You know where he lives?"
"Yeah, sure." Archie said, "Just, ah, right up on Mifflin street. The Mayor's house is the biggest one on the block."
"You're the Mayor's kid?" Henry's birth mom exclaimed.
"You didn't even tell her what you were getting her into?" Alyssa turned to Henry. "Yikes."
"Hey, where were you today, Henry?" Archie asked, "Because you missed your session."
"Oh, I forgot to tell you." Henry said, "I went on a field trip."
Alyssa rolled her eyes, "With who, my mother?"
"Henry." Archie was stern, "What did I tell you about lying? Giving into one's dark side never accomplished anything." Alyssa resisted the urge to tell the shrink to shut up, noticing the wary look on Henry's mother. That boy didn't need his birth mother to think he was crazy. Imaginative, sure. Henry would run around town, telling her she was a fairy tale character. Alyssa played along for the most part, as long it didn't hurt anyone.
"Ookay." the blonde interrupted the quick session, "Well, I really should be getting him home."
"Yeah, sure." Archie said, "Well, listen. Um. Have a good night, and uh, you be good, Henry."
"Good night, Henry." Alyssa said, moving forward to ruffle Henry's hair. "Good luck with your mom. Nice to meet you…"
"Emma." Emma introduced herself, giving Alyssa a firm handshake. "Nice to meet you, too."
"Alyssa, Alyssa Blanchard." Alyssa responded before turning to make the trek to her house.
Mifflin St., Storybrooke, Maine ~
Samantha
Her light brown hair had been done in luxurious curls, her green eyes watching as Graham paced up and down the front hall of the large grand entrance hall on his cell phone. Only minutes ago, they had been at The Rabbit Hole on their ninth first date - their ninth first date that Regina had interrupted - dressed in a black peplum dress, classic black heels, and one of Graham's plaid shirts over the fancy outfit she spent nearly an hour on. Just to be standing bored in the grand entrance of her boyfriend's bosses home as they try to find her run away son. Having been crazy for Sheriff Graham for as long as she can remember. It was a bit of a downer how the two of them couldn't get through one date together.
Though Graham was great, and she was after all crazy for him, she felt that he might have to much of a thing for Regina as he was willing to stop their dates time and time again - just to pull favors. The sound of a car coming up the street, made her look to Regina as she saw a spark of happiness in her friends eyes. Hurrying over to the window as a yellow car pulls to a stop. Sheriff Graham following Regina out the door, as the Samantha Spencer trails slowly behind, stopping to lean on the door frame.
Watching as Regina, someone that the whole town called evil, ran forward in compassion to her son. "Henry! Henry... Are you okay? Where have you been? What happened?" The women several years older than her put her arms on her son's shoulder, looking at him worriedly. As Samantha felt as though they were being watched, turning her head up the hill she saw a grand and luxurious house at the top of a hill, being hit by Henry as he ran past.
Samantha turned after him. She spared the new coming blonde no look as she ran after her godson, towards his room, the heels bringing aches to her feet. "Henry," she knocked on his door frame as she heard footsteps coming up the stairs. "You scared us, all."
Coming into his room, not caring for invitation, she sat on his bed, as Henry sat down across from her. She furrowed her eyebrows. "Where's your book, H.M?"
Brightening up, he replied, "I gave it to someone who needs it." Before adding with a smile, "S.S."
She laughed. "Salazar Slytherin, I am! I am going to control my basilisk and make him turn you into stone if you run away again! Got it?" She reached towards Henry pulling him into his arms, tickling him.
Unknown to her, Sheriff Graham watched them with a smile on his face.
Enchanted Forest ~
In a large, magnificent castle, there was a women yelling and fussing over a women highly pregnant as she laid on a golden bed. "I can't have this baby now!" yelled the women with dark and long beautiful hair, as she tilted her head back resisting the urge to scream profanities at whatever type of fate had chosen this moment to make her fall into labor.
"Doc, do something." The Prince said to his friend, as she murmured something about not being a miracle worker, ignoring her, he comforted his wife. "It's going to be okay. The wardrobe is almost finished, just hold on."
The young women stood their helping them trying to calm the laboring wife - but found her mind drifting to the curse. The girl would grow up and later save them all, she just had too.
Storybrooke, Maine ~
Late into the night - when no one was watching - the clock in the town center, ticked.