This is an idea I've had for a long time. It all kind of started during my hiatus woes with Agents of SHIELD and Once upon a time. But when the latter returned and I watched New York City Serenade, I thought "0-8-4" when we saw what Walsh really was. Then the gears began to turn as I recollected Emma had magic in her since she was the product of true love. That's when the idea hit me.
"What if everyone in SHIELD and a couple other people who had connections to it were actually characters from the Enchanted Forest, and Skye was the Savior?"
[I blame myself for going ahead with this now because I might have watched both The Avengers AND Mulan a few nights ago.]
If you're not familiar with the plot of the first season of Once, then it's fine. If you are, then you can guess where I'm going to take this. Most of you will be able to figure out who is who in the Enchanted Forest. The main ships in this are going to be Skitz, Philinda, and Biospecialist. I plan on telling the story through flashbacks to the Enchanted forest and current time. There will be some Once upon a time references, and I'll be happy if you find them!
THIS IS AN AU FIC TAKING PLACE AFTER 1X14! No HYDRA will happen.
Please read and review. Reviews are always amazing and make my day.
Prologue
Nicholas ran into the room where Loki had been being held, feeling his heart sink. It matched the vision he had seen moments earlier as he worked to get the Helicarrier's systems back online. The Asgardian's cage was gone, there was a smoldering hole in the metal wall, and on the ground was Philip. He was getting paler by the moment, slowly sinking towards death.
"No," Nicholas told himself. "Philip can't die. He needs to be kept alive. He still needs to complete his role in the breaking of the curse."
"Sorry, boss," Philip whispered, his lips stained with blood. "The god rabbited."
"You're going to be fine. Just stay with me." Nicholas began to recite the incantation in his head. "Eyes on me."
The wounded man looked him in the eye, just as he needed to. He continued to babble a little more about the Avengers and how they needed something to bring them together before the spell took over. Nicholas exhaled as the tell-tale silver flash ran over Philip's eyes that indicated the immobilization spell had taken over. The medics came up behind him and lifted Philip onto a stretcher. "He's gone," one of them said as he checked for a pulse.
"Not gone." Nicolas thought "Frozen."
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Once the battle had been won, Nicholas went into his office and pulled out a small case from his desk drawer. Inside was a small syringe filled with colored liquid. It was the key to saving Philip's life. Thank goodness a lot of his stores had come with him to this land when the curse had hit, or he wouldn't have the Lumpra blood with him. The blue-skinned creatures had long been extinct in their old world due to their blood's healing abilities, but Nicholas had manage to preserve one of the last remaining ones in a state where he could use the creature's blood with the risk of decay.
The blood would be the first step to healing the immobilized man and bringing him away from death. Memories would need to be altered for many people, as no one would believe him if he told them the truth. Everyone who was going to be involved in Philip's (or Coulson as he went by here) "resurrection" would get a memory implanted of how they completed the action scientifically. But Philip would receive a second memory overlaying the first; one of vacation somewhere beautiful perhaps? If he didn't receive it, then the first memory would traumatize him too much.
It was vital that Philip was alive, as the time had finally come. It had been an agonizing twenty-four years since they first arrived on this world thanks to the queen's curse. She was still out there too, but he couldn't find her. She'd somehow removed her face from his memories, allowing her to gain the upper hand over him. Somewhere out there, she was waiting, preparing to strike. And she wouldn't stop until she finally succeeded in her quest to destroy them all.
One day before events of "Pilot"
"Just the cupcake?"
Skye shifted uncomfortably under the cashier's bored stare. What was wrong about buying a cupcake in the afternoon anyway? It wasn't a crime as far as she was concerned. But the college-age girl with the pink nose ring in front of her seemed to think it was by her tone. That or she was trying to call her fat. Either way, Skye didn't really feel like putting up with the girl's crap.
"Yeah," Skye flashed a smile at the girl. She didn't return it as she opened the bakery case and plucked out the cupcake Skye was pointing at. "It's kind of my birthday."
This made her look up with slight interest among the annoyance that Skye was beginning to think was a permanent part of her face. Silently, Skye cursed her big fat mouth at why she had just said this. She had no idea when her real birthday was, or even if she was ever given a real name. All Skye really knew about herself was that she'd been dropped off at St. Agnes Orphanage as a baby to grow up in the revolving door that was the foster system. Whoever had dropped her off left no information on her, so the nuns just set her birthday as the day she came into the orphanage and called her Mary Sue Poots, except for Sister McKenna. She had called her Skye as a nickname, which was a whole lot better that Mary Sue.
She'd dealt with the system for as long as she legally could, and had packed up her meager possessions the moment she turned eighteen to set out on her own. Her first months alone were spent living a hand-to-mouth existence by hacking for people who needed help, like a new identity or an erased account. Skye had picked it up shortly before she left the system to look for any information on her birth parents and how she'd gotten on the steps of St. Agnes. Eventually, it led her to Rising Tide, who shared her dislike of hiding the truth from people. They took her in, improved her skills, and even spilt the dough with her if they got paid for something they'd done. Riding Tide also had her on/off boyfriend Miles, depending whether or not they were residing in the same area.
"Kind of?" The cashier sneered at her. "What's that supposed to mean?"
"It means I don't know what my real birthday is, okay!" Skye snapped at her. She didn't like to think that her birthday was supposed to be on the day that she had been abandoned to the nuns. Legally, it was going to be her birthday in three months. However, for some weird reason, today just felt like it was her birthday and she felt the need to celebrate it.
The girl's face suddenly dropped into an expression of pity as she realized what Skye had said. Skye swore at herself mentally, regretting her outburst. Whenever she told someone that she had grown up in the foster system, they would always give her a sympathetic look or tell her they were sorry. Once, it had been kind of nice, but now it was bland and useless. Pity didn't take away all those nights she cried herself to sleep because no one, probably including her parents, wanted her. Sorrowful looks couldn't take away memories of the really bad foster homes and parents. "I'm sorry" could never replace the longing to hear "I love you." from someone who truly cared about you and would never abandon you.
The cashier put the cupcake in a small box, which Skye took as soon as she paid and walked out of the café as fast as possible. She made her way down the street to the alley where her van was parked. It had been her first purchase with the money she gotten through Rising Tide. The van was way better than an apartment considering she could pack up at any time to move elsewhere and not have to worry about rental agreements and all sorts of other paperwork. However, Skye knew she couldn't live in there forever, and would need to figure out what she was going to do next. Rising Tide and Miles wouldn't last forever; she'd need something else.
Skye climbed in and open the box. The cupcake was chocolate and a bright red strawberry halve had been stuck into the white frosting on top. She pulled out a small candle with a blue star on it. She had long forgotten where she had gotten it, but that didn't matter right now. It was stuck into the icing and lit with the lighter she had in her pocket.
"Another year, and the search continues" Skye whispered as she stared at the candle, thinking about her wish. Until now, she'd always wished her parents would find her. But this year….
"Please let us find each other." Skye thought as she closed her eyes and blew out the candle. When she opened them again, she reached for the little square that held the little information about her life. Maybe that one redacted document, the SHIELD one, could provide her more insight on her past. If she hacked into that faceless government organization and examined its archives, then perhaps she could find something on herself. Something that could bring her closer to her parents.
Although she didn't know it, the day Skye bought her cupcake was actually her birthday. Within a few days, her wish came began to come true when she was interrupted during her broadcast and fell into a world of spies and secrets. She didn't know that in a few months, her life was going to drastically change and a battle would soon come. Change was coming for all of SHIELD, and she was the cause of it. Skye had a destiny to bring light back into the darkness that people had lived in for twenty four years. It would be in one of the darker hours that she would discover her story.
It was a story that began many years ago, before her birth, in another land where the people she would come to know had once lived in happiness. Then one day, an evil queen cursed them, ripping the inhabitants away from their homes, everyone they loved, and their memories. The queen reveled in her triumph, and enjoyed the suffering of her enemies. But her victories, and her power, were threatened by the Savior. It was the Savior, daughter of two of her greatest enemies, who would return and defeat the queen, break the curse, and bring back the happy endings.
This is how Skye's story began.
Once upon time, in a land far away, a curse was broken by true love...
