In a reality in which:

Snow and Charmings daughter is named Rose.

August never left.

the Savior has to break the curse at the age of fourteen.

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Chapter 1

For almost 14 years I have been in the foster care system. I've been with 12 families so far, all of them were cruel and brutal. I'm Rose, my brother August and I were found on the highway. At the time he was seven and me an hour old. I don't know why we're found there or why our parents gave us up. For some reason August had never told me who our parents were or why they left us. When I ask him he scolds me and tells me not to talk about it. Although his voice is stern I know he wants to cry to but he holds himself together for my sake.

I made my way down the hallway with my suitcase that had all of my things in it, for some reason August wanted me to bring everything I had with me. In my other hand I carried my tote bag with all my art supply and notebook. I couldn't wait to spend my fourteenth birthday with August. My brother stood outside of his car as I made my way over to him.

"August" I exclaimed. I ran into my brothers arms excitedly.

"Hey sis" August said taking me into his embrace. He than took my suitcase and threw it into the trunk. "Hop in sis" my brother said getting in the car.

"Were are we going?" I asked sitting down next to him.

"It's a surprise" August stated with an evil grin.

"Why?" I asked

"Sometimes you ask too many questions rose" he mumbled jokingly.

Knowing that it would be a long boring ride I got out my notebook and colored pencils out. I love to draw and people have always told me I am a really good artist. I usually draw what I have seen before or things that I think are pretty or strange. But Sometimes I draw strange things, I have drawn a few faces that I don't know of and I have drawn things I have never imagined seeing. There is one random picture I love and will always cherish though the picture is two adults looking straight both with tears in there eyes one is a women in white dress laying on a bed the other a man with a fluffy royal like shirt leaning next to her. Sometimes I like to imagine that those are my parents looking at me but I just assume it's just something in the back of my head.

I stared out the window looking for inspiration but nothing seemed to inspire me, so I started to randomly draw. It was as though my pencil moving but my brain wasn't. I did not know what I was drawing but I just kept moving my hand. When I was finally finished the drawing brought a smile to my heart. It was a small boy looking at me with kind but worried eyes he had his head facing down but behind him there was a whole forest. I imagine it is August carrying me to the highway we were found at.

"Okay so I have been playing this out in my head for the last hour and I decided that I would just tell you this no matter what your reaction is." August stated breaking the silence.

"Okay" I said confused "What is it?"

"Well, I am not your real brother" August said not daring to look at me. "I mean my Father was good friends with your parents but we aren't actually related"

"What? And why are you telling this to me now?" I asked confused.

"Well I wanted you to trust me so when I would have to bring you where we're going I would be doing what your parents and my father want me to do"

"What? August you aren't making any sense. Where are we going and what do my parents want you to do?" I asked with mixed emotions.

"Do you remember when I Ieft for a little while?" Asked August.

"Ya" I answered. After August turned eighteen he disappeared for around four months, he had told me he just needed to concentrate on himself for a while and that he would come back for me.

"Well when I left I went to a small town called Storybrooke and that is we're I am taking you. It is a place were you can get away from the whole foster care system and relax and get to know yourself." August said. "Your parents always wanted the best for you and they risked there lives for you. The least you can do is give your self a break and live the life they gave you."

I had a million questions going through my head. Why haven't I herd about this before? Why are you just bringing me hear now? but all that came out from my lips was a small sigh. I felt as though I couldn't speak with what August just told me so I folded up the picture of the young boy and held it tight in my grip, rested my head down on the window and tried to comprehend what I had herd.

Sorry for the short chapter if I do continue this all chapters will probably be kinda short because I suck at writing long chapters.

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