Disclaimers: I don't own Rizzoli & Isles or Stardust the movie starring Michelle Pfeiffer, Claire Danes, and many other amazing stars. You all should watch it it's freaking awesome. Anyway, same as my other story follows the plot of the movie with a few changes. This is going to be a Rizzles pairing so if you don't like my scrambled eggs then go drink a smoothie.
I hope you enjoy.
P.S: This is a magical story so any scenario is plausible.
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Stardust
Are we human because we gaze at the stars, or do we gaze at them because we are human?
Pointless, really: Do the stars gaze back? Now, that's a question.
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The Beginning
It was a young maiden by the name of Angelina Rizzoli. She was too curious for her own good. Her father always warned her about her inquisitive nature, especially when it came to the Wall.
"Stay away my sweet Angie. Do you hear me?" He sighed. Knowing full well that the guard of the Wall had told him plenty a times that his rebellious daughter had tried on numerous occasions to side-step him and make a run for it. You see this Wall had been guarded for over 150 years. It was guarded 24/7. It was older than old. There were many legends, tales, or myths, however you wanted to take them, about what lay on the other side.
Many thought it nonsense: It was a great wall that ran alongside the village. A wall that, according to local folklore, hid an extraordinary secret. It was believed to be a portal to another world. But not to an adventurer like Angelina. She was going to find out what was over there no matter what. Today would be the day, she was determined.
Because, Iet's be honest, it's only a field.
"Look!" She pointed to the other side of the Wall. "Do you see another world out there?" Angelina sarcastically answered her own question. "No, because you see a field. Do you see anything nonhuman? No. And you know why? Because it's a field!" She finalized.
The guard was an old man, as old as the Wall, was Angie's best guess. He had a greying beard with his walking stick and a wooden chair to sit on. Even so, he was very agile and had stopped many others who'd tried before her. She faked surrendered and walked away from him and as he is slowly returning to his chair, Angie gathers all her strength and makes a hasty u-turn straight into a crack on the wall and makes a few more fake moves to get past the old guard. She succeds. She runs and runs and runs until she can't anymore.
Finally getting tired and looking back over her shoulder to make sure the guard hadn't followed her, she came across a village with a very colorful market place. Something out of a fairy tale. Something was different. It wasn't all human things being sold. There were giant animals being sold like birds. How you ask? Well Angie wanted to find out. She needed to know how a giant elephant fit in a parrot cage or how anyone could buy their own personal volcanoes as heaters for their homes. She kept walking down the street market. Looking and touching everything until she was unexpectedly stopped.
"I'm a princess, tricked into being a warlock's slave. Will you Iiberate me?"
The most beautiful of maidens Angelina had ever set her mundane eyes on was talking to her. Giving into her instincts, she responded. "I'll free you." She took out her pocket knife her father had given her and cut the restrains that held the said princess by the ankle tied to an old raggedy looking caravan.
"It's an enchanted chain. I'II only be free when the warlock who captured me dies."
"Sorry... Well, if I can't free you, why did you call me over to rescue you?"
"Because you look like you're not from around these parts, and you might need a friend." The young and beautiful princess had taken a liking to Angelina.
"Here I'll sell you this lucky flower that will protect you on your way back home."
Angie looked at the normal looking Lily type little branch flower being held by delicate hands. Angie was jealous of said flower. "I don't have any money." She stated.
"Don't worry. It shall only cost you a kiss on the cheek."
Angie was nervous and elated at the same time. She was never one to shy away from love. Her family had always wanted her happiness, be it with any gender. Angelina leaned in with closed eyes for a chaste kiss on the princess' cheek when she felt soft lips kissing back. Snapping her eyes open, she broke the kiss. "What about the warlock?" An out of breath Angie questioned.
"Don't worry he won't be back till sunrise tomorrow." The princess led Angie into the caravan by the hand. Where they threw care and caution out the window. The night hadn't been a disappointment. It had surpassed Angelina's expectations.
Angelina realized that the guard had successfully done his job of hiding the magical kingdom of Stormhold. Angie returned that night to her home back in Boston, knowing that her adventure would soon be forgotten. She went to bed that night, recounting every detail to remember it forever. She had made love to a mysterious princess and she had left a part of herself there.
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Nine months later, she received an unexpected souvenir at home. There was knocking at the door, Angie quickly walked to answer it. She was surprised to find the Wall guard at her doorstep. He wasn't alone.
"This was Ieft at the wall for you. It says here her name is Jane."
Angie found herself holding a bassinet with a beautiful baby girl in it. "Jane?" Angelina knew, as soon as she held baby Jane that night that it was her child. Her motherly instincts kicked in.
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