So those of you who read my Harry Potter fan fiction: Unexpected Hope, then you knew I was writing a Once Upon A Time fan fiction. And I'm actually pretty happy with the development of this OC I've put in.
I own nothing except for Adeen, her family or the plot. – I like abused backgrounds way too much.
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Chapter one.
Adeen Marshall was a girl of sixteen years old, with bright yellow eyes and black hair with bright red highlights. Her skin was pale and mostly covered; she had a black eye though. She was wearing a pair of rough looking tartan trousers, a black vest top with a black hoodie on and a pair of worn out falling apart combat boots. Ones that had been in and out of the army.
She was currently in the police station, after being brought in for a number of things. Adeen looked up as she heard clicking of high heel shoes filled the room. She averted her gaze from a petite brunette to a taller blonde, wearing a red pleather jacket. "Swan. Mills." She spoke as she pulled her knees to her chest and settled against the wall on the cell's bed.
"Miss Marshall, any reason as to why you're always in that cell."
"I do believe this time it was... Vandalising and insubordinate to an officer of the law." Adeen smirked softly at Sheriff Swan who shook her head.
"Adeen you shouldn't be happy with yourself for that." Emma spoke as she watched Regina sit on a desk. "At least don't get caught."
"Sheriff Swan, don't be encouraging this behaviour." The mayor spoke with a narrowed glare at the sheriff.
Adeen sighed and yawned softly, rolling her eyes at the two women. "So what's the plan this time?"
"We're waiting for a parent or guardian to come pick you up." Miss Mills spoke, looking at the girl behind bars, just barely noticing the flinch. She turned her head towards the sheriff who nodded showing she'd seen it too.
"Mother and father are away." She said in an emotionless voice, casting her gaze elsewhere.
"Any guardians?" Sheriff Swan asked and stepped closer to the bars.
"No." She looks at her suddenly interesting tartan trousers. "They left me enough money for the two weeks they're gone."
Regina looked towards the sheriff, and frowned softly.
"Regina, I do believe as she has been left alone that she is currently under the care of the authoritative figure of the town." She sighed softly. "This would come down to either the mayor or the sheriff."
"Sheriff Swan, are you implying I have to take care of another child?" Regina rounded on the blind with a slight glare. "If I'm not mistaken, I'm the evil queen. Surely you should know that even if I show the least bit of kindness it will be seen as a way to turn miss Marshall here against you."
"I'm not saying that but I wouldn't be able to take her as I have Henry now..."
The tension in the air a minute ago was nothing but a speck of dust to the tension that now filled the room.
"Ms Mills, if I could... I don't see you as evil any more than I see the White knight as good."
Both women turned their heads towards the girl and saw her leaning slightly to the right side of her body. "If that is any condolence for you," she slowly got up and stretched her legs earning a click from her hip. "Public services I'm taking it? Will I be here again?"
Emma frowned softly and looks to Regina who in turn scowled at the blonde before nodding. "She'll come with me for the two weeks her parents aren't here."
"Alright, Adeen you'll be working at Granny's for the whole weekend, including Friday after school."
Adeen glared softly and scowled. "I'd rather not be that sociable..."
"You should have thought of that before you done the crime then my dear." Regina spoke as Emma took out the keys and began to unlock the cell the girl was in. "Miss Marshall have you been in a fight recently?"
"What?" The girl furrowed her eyebrows and pulled her hoodie closer to herself. "Oh... Right. Yeah." She avoided eye contact when answering the question and walked out of the cell, with only a slightly limp and kept walking until reaching Emma holding out her hand expectantly.
Emma frowned softly and reached into her pocket giving the girl her cheap mp4 player back, a packet of cigarettes and a lighter. "Next time kid it won't be so easy."
"That's what you said last time, and you're still letting me go."
Regina watched as the girl put things where she wanted them in her pockets before speaking. "Miss Marshall as you're under my care now, we'll address what other punishment will be given to you once going to my house."
Adeen rolled her eyes and stuffed her hands in her pockets. "It's Adeen. Or a nickname." She shrugged watching as Regina gave Emma a curt nod and left, expecting the girl to follow, which in reluctance she did.
She followed the taller woman, who in total was 5ft5 without heels, whilst the girl was standing at 5ft2, shorter than most her age and almost everyone else. She walked until she saw the woman stop at her Mercedes and look at her, understanding the unspoken words she goes round to the other side of the car and once seeing the mayor slip into the car she gets in less than gracefully.
"Miss Marshall would you like to direct me to your house so you can get your items?" Regina spoke placing her seat belt on and starting up the car. "I don't think I have to tell you what I expect once you get into this car."
Adeen huffed and put in her seat belt on and shifted in the seat. "12 hollow grove." She spoke, slight void of emotion and looking away out the window.
"Miss Marshall-"
"Adeen, call me Adeen. I won't speak to you unless you call me Adeen." The girl cut the woman off and looked at the woman before turning her head back to look out the window feeling the car starting to move towards its destination.
"Adeen then, would you mind telling me your insight to me not as evil as I am labelled." The woman drove, knowing where hollow grove was, mostly reserved for the low income money earners.
"Alright, fine. You're not evil in my opinion because you haven't gone out of your way to spite me." She looks at the brunette. "And the sheriff in my opinion is greyer in some sense other than white for good." She watched as the woman smiled softly at the mention of the saviour was grey.
"Why would you say that?" They got to a set of stop lights and the woman turned to look at the other occupant of the car.
"Because Emma doesn't like being the saviour, and in my opinion, half the time she actually makes bad decisions." She smirked gently and watched the woman drive again. "And if you were evil, you would've done something to me by now."
"Perhaps I already have." She said the words simply.
"It seems doubtful." She spoke and curled up slightly in the chair. "You know... I can't even remember who I was back then." She frowned softly.
She turned her gaze to the girl slightly and turned back to the road, pulling into hollow grove. "Then why not use these two weeks to find out who you are?"
"Maybe I had no story..." She pondered as she watched the car go past a clean well presented house but with a broken fence. "Could you stop here? We just went past it..."
Regina kept driving before making a U turn at the end of the road and pulled into the driveway of the house.
"Ms Mills would you like to come in whilst I get my things?" She looked at the woman and slipped out of the car with little effort, sparking up a cigarette once she was out. She looked as the woman got out without an answer and shut her car door, Adeen then also shut her door and walked up the path to the house, but going to the side of the house.
"Miss Marshall what are you doing?" The woman cocked an eyebrow at the movements the girl made.
"Breaking into my house." She blinked as she admitted what she was doing, why was she admitting something like that? "I left my keys in the house... I forgot they left." She went to a small window, taking the last breath of the cancer stick before throwing it in the floor, silently thanking some higher power that she was lanky, she bent down and tried to pull it open before tsking. She got up, taking a step back before kicking the glass, hearing a crack she kicked again.
"Miss Marshall!" Regina spoke rushing to the girl who sent a glance of annoyance to the woman.
"Hang on..." She bit her lip and delivered a more forceful kick to the window, shattering most of it. "Give me a minute whilst I open the door." She bent down and holding the top of the window for momentum and slipped into the window feet first, wincing as glass cut into her hands and brushed against her skin. She looked around seeing a just liveable bed, and a few things under the bed. She cleared the shattered glass bottles on the floor and a bloodied bat. She looked down at her hands seeing a few shards of glass in them; she pulled as much as she could whilst crossing the room.
She tried to open the door to find it locked from the outside, she sighed and put her shoulder against the door, gripping the handle, glass digging into her hands even more, she pulled and hit the door with as much force as she could.
She was surprised to see it burst open; she stumbled, catching herself on the railings of a set of stairs leading to the house. She travelled up the stairs and moved quickly to the front door, a set of keys next to the door on a small table. She picked them up and stuck them in the door, turning the keys in the lock. She pulled open the door and saw Regina looking at her worriedly.
"Would you like a cup of tea Ms Mills whilst you wait?" She tilted her head innocently, as if she hadn't broken into a house. Even if it was her own house.
"Miss Marshall, your cheek..." She raised her hand to the girl's cheek but withdrew when the girl flinched.
Adeen recovered quickly and rubbed her sleeve against her cheek. "I'm fine, so tea then?"
"If it's not too much trouble." She watched as the girl opened the door wider, and stepped in, following the yellow eyed girl into a pristine kitchen decorated with vases with no flowers. Regina noticed there was a note on the counter, watching as the girl walked past it.
She plopped the kettle on, going across the kitchen to a cupboard taking out a mug with a spotted pattern placing it on a tray next to the kettle. "No milk and two sugars?"
"Indeed, how did you know?" The woman inquired as she began picking up the note and reading the contents.
Girl when you've finished breaking in, don't touch anything. There's money in the drawer next to the door for new flowers.
Turn off the heating, electric and keep quiet. No one needs to know you're here.
And if that window of yours is broken I won't hesitate to throw you out for a week.
Amelia Marshall.
Regina looked up at the girl who was now turning round with a soft smile on her face, handing the woman her tea. "I've sometimes help out at Granny's... So I remember people's orders..." She trailed off at the sight of the note in Regina's hand. "I'll go pack my things..."
Without waiting for a reply she moved quickly even having a limp, she travelled down the stairs, and pulled out a worn out duffel bag and dropped herself on the floor pulling out the only items of clothing to her name. Two pairs of jeans, a few vests and long sleeve tops and another hoodie although wrecked.
She heard a tsk behind her she turned round startled, her eyes flashing in alarm. She felt heart beat calm at seeing Regina. "Ms Mills?"
"This is where you sleep? Does it not get cold?" Regina looked at the clothing next to her, which were neatly folded.
She averted her eyes before she answer the question. She placed the clothing in the bag. "No..."
"Then look me in the eye and tell me that again." She spoke in an authoritative tone, walking closer to the girl.
"Or what, your majesty?" She rounded at the woman picking herself up along with the bag. She wandered towards the corner and lifted a floor board, taking out a leather bound book, along with a small box; she placed them in the bag and closed it.
"Would you really like me to answer that?" The woman crossed the room, her heels clicking as she did so. She grasped the girl's chin, noticing the rather violent flinch as her index and thumb tilted the girl's head upwards.
The girl shook slightly before steeling herself; she would not loose herself before the Queen. She looked at the woman and smirked. "No." She wasn't lying. She didn't want to know what she would do.
"Good, then answer my question. Is this where you sleep?" She saw the smirk and knew something was up. As she rivalled the girl's smirk, she didn't let go of the girl.
She felt herself growl, and bit her lip surpassing herself from growling more. "Yes."
The woman let go of her and picked up the bag and walked. "Come along Miss Marshall."
Adeen blinked before scampering after the woman, she closed the door and then looked at the mains on the wall, and she walked and flipped three switches, effectively turning off everything that needed to be. She carried on after the woman. "I can carry my things Ms Mills..."
"I know you can dear." She carried on walking; her eyes had darkened a few shades. Once both were outside Regina waved her hand and heard the door shut and a loud click.
