Disclaimer: I do not own House of Anubis, if I did we would be fliming season 16 by now. I also dont own the show Once Upon a Time and the luner chroniclas (the story is based on this)

Part 1

Cinderella

Her hand was sore and filled with aching inside of her blue glove covering the metal of her right hand and wrist. It was a good thing Nina Martin was left handed because if she wasn't the fact that she had metal instead of flesh and bone would be noticeable. She would be more of an outcast than already so, with being taller than most girls and not wearing whatever currently was in style. She would if she had the chance but since the plague hit America and caught her mother, she hadn't had much money for fancy clothes or the newest port screen. All the money went straight to her mother's health until she died leaving her an orphan in a dark era.

Her fingers were playing with the hem of her glove, she's been on the boat for hours now and she was sick and tired of it. The clashing of the waves made her stomach twist and turn, all she wanted to do now was get to England already. She wanted to see her grandmother, she wanted a warm bed and food other than bread and water. She wanted to forget her mother's death. It only reminded her of her father's death and all she lost from that accident, it pained her deeply to think of it.

Her blue/green eyes brightened as she saw land. A new beginning she thought. A fresh start. No one would know about her metal limbs. About her being cyborg. She could be happy... she could be normal. Oh who was she kidding, she will never be normal. She's hardly human just a cyborg. Just another nothing wasting air on this planet.

"Father!" the prince, Fabian, shook his father in desperate cry.

"Please, wake up!" He begged the lifeless body.

"Father… Dad please wake up" he cried as two androids pulled him away from the emperor while he kicked and screamed in frustration. He can't be dead, he just can't he thought. The plague, letumosis, had hit his father two months ago, he had only been in stage three of his passing. The android had set Fabian free outside the hallway, taking blood for testing. It hurt just a little bit because of Fabians sensitive skin, but at that moment he didn't care. He could have gotten stabbed in that moment and would only cry because of his father. No amount of pain could compare to that pain he felt now.

"I'm sorry for your loss, Fabian" It was his late fathers' royal adviser, Jaspar. He had crunched down to get to eye level with Fabian who held his knees tightly in his arms with all his might. Tears flooded his eyes but he tried hard not to let them stream. His face was bright red and filled with sadness.

"I will set up a press conference, immediately" Jaspar said, his voice was hollow with all the sympathy that was once there suddenly gone. This confused Fabian. His father and Jaspar had known each other their entire lives, why wasn't he sad?

"A press conference? Isn't it too soon?"

"The country needs to know, Fabian. We will mourn together as a whole." Jaspers' voice broke halfway through this sentence but paid no attention to it. Life must go on he told himself. He placed a hand on Fabian's shoulder for a brief moment giving him closure before standing and leaving to set everything up.

Fabian squeezed his eyes shut and tears rolled down his cheeks. He quickly wiped the away, no one could see him crying. He told himself what his father always told him, never let anyone see you at your weakest or they won't take you seriously in your strongest moments. Except right now, he wanted to be weak. He wanted to cry. He will never get the chance to do so ever again because when his father stopped breathing he didn't just loose him, he lost his childhood, his freedom, his youth, and it had all been too quickly. What was he supposed to do now? How was he supposed to be King? I'm too young, too naive, too… Fabian he thought quietly to himself.

And then it hit him like a bullet "how am I supposed to tell him? How am I supposed to tell my little brother our fathers dead? Dexter would be crushed, he's only fourteen… I'm only seventeen. I'm not ready for this."

An android- His android, Bekka, removed him from his thoughts. She has handed him his port screen.

"Incoming communication for Crown Prince Fabian of England from Queen Patricia of Anubis" Bekka said in her robot voice. Fabian took the screen, and Bekka rolled away. Any threats of tears vanished just like that. He wiped his face dry. Patricia mustn't see him like this, it would only make her happier and seeing her happy was like being burned alive, it was worse than death. He hated her deeply.

"How had she known so quickly… she must have spies" Fabian said to himself standing. He went into what was his father's office, moving the call from his small port screen to the larger one on the wall.

"Screen, accept comm" He said with no form of shakiness in voice, he sounded clam. He told himself he was clam, if that were true or not. He didn't know.

"Prince Rutter, on behalf of Anubis, may I be the first to offer my condolences on the loss of your father. May he forever rest in peace" Queen Patricia said when her face popped up on the screen. She was gorgeous, no kidding. But the site of her made Fabian sick to his stomach. He hated how she can come off so sweet and innocent but be so evil. She wasn't sorry that his father died and he knew it. He casted her a cool glare but from the corner of his eyes he could see Jasper's disapproval of this and he stopped.

Patricia spoke again "This is a sad time for all of us, but though it is tragic I do look forward to continue the talk of our countries alliance, whenever so it's convenient in this time of mourning. Hopefully soon though, there's been rumors of a war starting in Asia but hopefully this isn't the case." She paused "My sympathies are with you and England as well." Patricia ended her message there, with a smirk. She wasn't even trying to hide the fact that this death doesn't move her at all.

"Fabian? What's happening? What does the queen want? Why are there press outside the castle?" It was voice and a question Fabian had hoped he wouldn't hear for a while. It hadn't even been twenty minutes he was stressed as ever, the countries plans had been screwed up. He was failing his father, and it hadn't even been twenty minutes.

Fabian took a deep breathe running his pale fingers through his dark hair. His eyes met his bothers, who was full of curiosity and fear at the same time. Fabian didn't want to tell him. He didn't want this all to be real, but Dexter deserved to know so he parted his lips and spoke the words he knows he would regret speaking in moments.

"Dexter, D-Dad's dead."