Title: Welcome to Nowhere
Title: Welcome to Nowhere
Author: CommonGreatness93
Rating: T (Just in case, who knows where my disturbed mind will wonder.)
Disclaimer: If I bring up any fairytales that may have already been written, please know that I do not own them. I just look up to them for inspiration.
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We all know how Fairytales can be; Prince comes to rescue the princess or the fair maiden who happens to be in the highest room in the tallest tower that is guarded by the fearsome and dreaded dragon. But this is my twist on a few fairytales and I suppose the only way to kick off this story is to do it the right way…
'Once upon a time…'
In the town of Norwell, famous for its magick well in the north of this small town. The well could cure any illness from the measles to the mumps to anything but the common cold. No cure for that I'm afraid. But this story isn't about some magick well; it's what was found in well.
One dark night, so dark that the moon was afraid to come out and brighten the dark night sky with its light, and on this night a child was born. A cloaked man brought this child to the well and laid it down on the edge of the wells wall. The baby howled into the night, screaming her lungs out as the man walked away, leaving the baby at the mercy of the gods. That night wasn't cold but it wasn't warm either, luckily the baby was wrapped in wool blankets.
A young couple came walking down the road into town celebrating they're first night alone since their baby boy had been born; he was 9 months. "Do you hear something?" The woman asked her husband. The husband listened carefully to the still night; there was a faint crying of a child carried by the wind.
A cloaked man rushed by them, small choked sobs could be heard from him as he passed. The Husband looked at his wife, they both started running toward the sound of the crying baby, parental instinct. They saw the baby on the edge of the wells wall screaming her head off for someone to warm her fragile body. The woman picked up the baby, "Shh…shh…its okay. I know, it's cold out here, isn't it?" The woman cradled the baby down to where the screaming was only coos.
"What should we do?" she asked her husband. He bent down and picked up a piece a parchment, it had the name 'Charlotte' scribbled on it.
"She's a girl, her name is Charlotte. Well, where are her parents?"
"I think that man was her father, but there's no telling where he went now. Should we keep her as our own?"
"She's not a dog, Ginny. She's a baby girl. We have our hands full with Nicky as it is."
"Well she needs a home and we can provide one, for tonight at least."
"Fine," The couple turned around and started heading the way they had come. The Husband turned around, looking back at the distant lights of the village. "So much for a night out. Eh?"
"C'mon Gaylen, let's get home so we can get this baby girl out of these wet blankets." Charlotte giggled at the couple talking about her.
When the couple reached their home Gaylen went inside and dismissed the babysitter and sent her home. "Is something wrong, Mr. Jones?" The babysitter asked.
"No, everything's fine. Uh…has Nicky been fed for the night?"
"Yes, sir. At he's been put down for the night as well."
"Very good. Um…you may go home now."
The babysitter curtsied. "Goodnight Mr. Jones."
"G'night"
As the babysitter left, Ginny came inside the backdoor. "Is she gone?"
"Yes, bring her in." Gaylen closed the front door and locked it. They brought Charlotte close to the fire so that the baby could warm up.
"I'll go get some of Nicky's old baby clothes." Gaylen said as he walked off and went to the baby room for some clothes.
Meanwhile, Ginny had started taking the wet wool baby blankets that covered Charlotte. "Hush little baby, don't say a word…" Ginny started to sing, but then she unwrapped the final blanket revealing the naked baby girl's back.
"Gaylen! Get in here quick!" Ginny yelled. Gaylen came running down the small hallway into the what you could call the living room.
"What? What is it?"
Ginny covered her mouth with her hands. "On her back, what are they?" She pointed to the two black-feathered wings that were attached to the naked baby girl in front of the fire. Charlotte stretched out, yawning and her wings stretched out with her, they covered the baby's body while she slept.
"It seems," Gaylen neared Charlotte in fascination "That we have a fallen angel in our mists." He saw Charlotte open her big blue baby eyes. "Hello there." He whispered, he ran a finger down Charlottes pudgy cheeks. She grabbed his finger and held onto it. "She's a strong one." Ginny came up from behind Gaylen and picked up Charlotte.
"We can't throw her away like some piece of garbage, not anymore. From now on her name is Charlotte Jones." Gaylen agreed and handed his wife the baby gown in his hand.
Hi! This is my first 'Fairytales' FanFic, so please REVIEW!!