Chapter title: Curse

Rating: K+

Spoilers: From the recent Red Riding Hood episode.

Authors note: I'm note sure if I want to make this a romance story or a friendship story, please give me some feed back on which you think would be best. Thanks and happy reading!


Peter. I killed my one true love. Peter... I often have nightmares of killing people, at first I didn't know why, but now I do. I actually killed those people. Men, women and children, all no match for my strength. I never asked for this, I never wanted this, I AM A MONSTER. After Peter died I have become suicidal, the only thing basically keeping me alive is Granny. Everyone thinks I'm this fierce huntress, and an excellent tracker, but I'm not. That's just my animal instincts kicking in. One day when I was walking home from the town I saw Peter's mother weeping and I almost lost it. Nervous breakdowns aren't uncommon to me anymore, I could run home and cry for hours not letting anyone in, not even Mr. Jiminy Cricket. When I went home that day I saw a glass trinket of a wolf. I was so close to crushing it with my snowy leather boots, but then I couldn't do it. I didn't quite understand why, it was a reminder of my curse and yet it was so delicate I couldn't ruin it.

That night I wrapped wire around the glass wolf's body and used that to tie it upon a string to wear it as a necklace, making it a constant reminder of my curse and my murderous newly found out self. Then Granny came home and freaked out.

"Young lady do you know who that crystal wolf belongs to!" Granny screetched.

"I do not and I do not particularly care, it's mine now," I told her.

"It's the dark ones! It belongs to the dreaded Rumpelstiltskin. That man is dangerous and he uses black magic to take part in deals that "help" with other people's wishes! It's like dealing with the devil, it never works out," Granny explained.

"You mean, h-he can do anything?" I stuttered when asking.

"Yes, but never EVER trust that man Red, do you hear me? He has the skin of a snake and he's just as slithery," Granny proclaimed.

I had a wonderful idea then, I would go to Rumpelstiltskin and get my curse taken away and with any luck bring Peter back to life.

"I'm going to bed Granny, I don't feel so well."

"Would you like some herbal tea?" She asked.

"No thanks Granny. I love you,"

"I love you to dearest and I would do ANYTHING to keep you safe," Granny said.

With a smile I walked to my room and curled up on my bed pulling my red cloak over me and plotting. How would I escape and how would I even find this so called "Rumpelstiltskin"? I thought so hard the rest of the night that I could barely sleep, but when I did fall asleep I had that same dream of killing people as I have seemed to have for a long time. When I woke up the next morning there was a note on my windowsill that I had not noticed before.

Dear Red,

I hear that you have been wanting to see me. You need only call my name and I shall be there, but do realize that everything you will do with me WILL have consequences.

Sincerely, Rumpelstiltskin.

What in the world! How had he found me, no better yet when can I find a safe time when I'm all alone to call upon him? I don't want Granny to worry, but I need to be rid of this terror. I walked out of my room to see Granny sewing a white scarf.

"Hi hunny. Will you please go get some eggs for breakfast?" Granny asked.

"Yes Granny."

I had slept with my red cloak on so I didn't need to worry about putting it on and I decided to skip a coat. I deserved to be cold and I needed to feel something other than anger or sadness. So I took off to the chicken coop and stood there for a second. Then an epiphany popped into my head, I was all alone.

"Rumplestiltskin!" I called out.

Then the golden reptile like skinned man waltzed into the chicken coop and smiled a eerie smile. He chuckled as if he knew what I was about to say and did a little twirl.

"Yes dearest? What can I do for you?" he replied.

My heart started to beat rapidly and my breathing became erratic. I was actually going to make a deal with this man, and no matter the price I will never regret it.

"I need to make a deal with you,"

"Oh they always do, but there is always a price," he sneered through his teeth,

"I want to be rid of this curse and I want to have Peter back," Red told him.

"Well dearie, I can't bring people back from the dead. Especially ones that have been brutally murdered-

Red suddenly interrupted him, "shut up you scoundrel and get to the price!"

"As I was saying before I was so RUDELY interrupted, I can't bring people back to life, but I can make your curse disappear," he replied.

"THANK THE GODS!" Red yelled.

"Now for the price..."