Fearless:

A Brave and Once Upon A Time crossover fic

Author's note:

I decided not to make this a crossover fic so it would hopefully reach more people. However the basic plot is from the movie Brave, and the characters and setting are from the show Once Upon A Time. Thanks for reading!

Disclaimer:

Although I wish that I owned either the movie Brave, or any character on Once Upon A Time, I don't. Although some of the ideas are mine, the movie and show hold the rights to most of the ideas and the characters.

Dedications:

1) SnowandJames4eva: You helped me grow so much as a writer, and definetly helped me come up with a lot of amazing ideas for all these stories. I draw a lot of my inspiration and creativity from your amazing fics, so I wanted to thank you for that. I hope we stay friends, love you girl!

2) OncerSwarekJateBlaze22: You've been reviewing, reading and chatting with me tirelessly, and I can never thank you enough for all the help you've given me. I love each and every one of your fics, and I hope we remain friends :)

3) Other readers: I also wanted to thank so many other writers who have reviewed or read, or just simply looked at my stories. It means a lot to me that you would do that, and I wanted to thank you.

Other random things:

I think Taylor Swift says it all in the quote below. Fearless is not about not having fears, but having a lot of them and just believing and hoping. I hope that all the readers remain as Fearless as they are now, and that you never stop writing if you love it enough, or if you just do it for fun. Also this is my first time using a movie (Brave) and writing in first person. Hope you like it, and PLEASE REVIEW!

Chapter 1-Changing Times

"Fearless is not the absence of fear, it's not being completely unafraid. No matter what love throws at you, you have to believe in it. You have to believe in love stories and prince charmings and happily ever after. I think love is FEARLESS."

Taylor Swift

The hot sun beat down on my heavy head. I lifted it to look at the wooden target, about 30 feet away from me. The white painted rings bore into my mind, but the only spot I could think of was the center. I raised my bow slowly as a single bead of sweat trickled down my brow. I pulled the string back, and let the arrow fly, feeling the rush of the wind as the arrow made its path toward the target.

The arrow made a pleasant smack as it burrowed itself deeply into the center, a bull's eye. I felt myself being lifted into the air from behind, and my face broke out into a smile. "Great shot Em, maybe you could teach me." My father, King James, smiled and winked at me. He let me down gently, and I hugged him around the middle. Although many other princesses would rather have been embarrassed to have their fathers so close to them, my father was one of my best friends, and I couldn't imagine trying to ignore him.

The so-called Fairy Tale Land spread out before us in the deep lush green forest. Our castle could be viewed in the distance, and I felt my heart rush as I thought of when I would take over the kingdom. For now, my father and mother, the Queen Snow White and King "Charming", ruled over the land, although their was a constant fear of Regina,my step grand mother. "Em, quick get on the horse, your mother will go crazy when she finds out how long we've been gone," King James lifted me onto his white horse, and I wrapped my arms around his waist. I smiled as I thought of the day my father and I had, had.

We rode as fast as we could and reached the castle within minutes. My father quickly lifted me down, and we ran inside towards my parents' room. I opened the door to the room slowly, to see my mother brushing my brother Henry's hair. As if by magic, she rose from her chair and turned around to face us. "Henry, you can go," my mother said, her tone firm but loving. Henry ran from the room, smirking and I gave him a light kick as I walked into the room.

My mother's eyes were alight with pain but also love, and I found myself looking anywhere but. James rested a gentle hand on my shoulder as my mother spoke: "Where have you been?" I closed my eyes, sensing the anger in her voice. I wished she could be like she was so long ago, when we used to run into the forest laughing, tackling each other, and her teaching me everything she knew about the forest. Her white dresses would billow out from behind her as she sat down, and I found myself staring with awe at the "fairest of them all." She would tilt her chin towards the sky, her soft features being lightly kissed by the sun, and I had never seen anything more beautiful.

I cut out of the memories, as I opened my mouth but James interrupted me: "Snow, we were just practicing her archery, it's my fault I didn't know," he crossed over to the other side of the room, trying to take my mother's hand lovingly.

"Emma, we will discuss this later, for now, dinner is ready," my mother said adamantly, reaching out to take my father's hand. I rolled my eyes when I had my back turned, and skipped down the stairs to the large circular wooden table filled with food. Usually, when I was supposed to be sleeping, I would sneak down in the dead of night to see my father work on war plans at the table, my mother attempting to reassure him. I wanted so badly to be the one to make those plans, knowing that I was the one protecting the kingdom. My mother would grab my father's hand and he would smile, dip her down, and kiss her. It was then that I would run back to my room, fall asleep, and dream of my own true love.

Henry stuck his tongue out at me as I sat down to eat, and I shot him a daggered look before beginning to eat slowly. My father and mother quickly filed in, and we all sat down to eat together. It was in these rare moments when I truly felt like we were family, though my mother had changed a lot recently. "Sit up straighter Emma," Snow said, before daintily taking her fork and beginning to eat. I straightened my back, but looked at my dad pleadingly.

James cleared his throat loudly, and my mother looked up pointedly. "Snow, Emma and I wanted to go on a sort of hunting party just before the you know, ceremony of the," my father trailed off, and I looked to my mother for her approval.

Snow sighed and looked at me. "Emma, honey, a hunting party really isn't the best thing right now. We need you to get ready for your bethroval! All the eldest members of the three kingdoms are coming, and they will present a son for your own approval." I could feel my mouth open in shock, and bore my eyes on my father, who looked down and suddenly took a deep interest in his chicken.

"But Mother, I don't want to be married. I want to be free, to do what I wish. I don't need a man to run the kingdom, I can do it myself, I promise. And when I do marry, I want it to be for love, true love," I pleaded, but knew it was futile. I felt slight tears in my eyes, knowing not only myself, but also my mother, and the three men who were coming for my hand in marriage would decide my fate.

"Emma, you are choosing one of the three men and that is final," my mother's voice rang in anger, silencing me for a few minutes.

My father tried to reach out and grab my hand, but I refused stepping away from the table. My mother looked at me harshly, but I ran from the room. I lay on my bed upstairs, the sheets blowing in the wind. I heard someone step into the room, but turned, facing away to look out into the starry night. A gentle hand brushed my long blonde hair away from my face, and I turned to stare into the face of my father.

He smiled down at me, than came to sit on my side of the bed. I sat up a little straighter, and tucked my cloak tighter around me. "Emma, I know this whole ordeal has been hard on you. I just wanted you to know, that I will always be there for you. This bethroval is so important to your mother, and she just wants you to be happy," my father ran a single hand through his short hair and smiled warmly at me. I sat closer to him and let him wrap one of his strong arms around me.

"Dad, I know you just want me to be happy, but I don't know why Mother is being like this. I want to make her happy, I just don't want to go through with this bethroval, and I don't understand why she's forcing me into it. She used to be so lively, and warm, and," I felt soft tears fall down my cheeks, and my father quickly brushed them away.

"Ever since Regina has been threatening us with that curse, your mother is just worried is all. Her tough side has come out, and I promise that all she wants to do is protect you. A husband would just be the best thing to protect you even further, for when I can't. I know you'll find true love sweetheart, sometimes you aren't even looking when it comes to you," my father looked down, and I understood his words. Although I hated even the possibility of marrying not for love, I would have to try for my family. "I love you so much Emma," my father leaned down and pressed a kiss to my forehead before wrapping the blankets to my chin.

I smiled at him, and held his hand one final time before he left. I looked out the window to a full moon and a beautiful reflection on the water, wishing that my father was right, and that I would find my true love. How times had changed, and I made a final wish that they would finally change for the better. The warm wind kissed my cheeks as I closed my eyes, and welcomed dreams of swordfights, family, and a kingdom to call my own.

Finito! Who will the three mysterious men be? Will Emma find her true love? Will Snow ever be the same again? TUNE IN TO FIND OUT! Not finished with this story yet, there is plenty more to come. Hope you liked this chapter, and that you would like to read more. Leave a review if you can, and hope you liked it!