Chapter 1: An Angel in Storybrooke

3W Institute

Missy sat in her office, waiting patiently for Seb (her assistant) to arrive. Soon the door opened and he entered.

"You called for me?" Seb asked.

"Yes dear." Missy said. "I want you to release the Angel."

"Why?" Seb asked. "We agreed to only use it in emergencies."

"This is an emergency." Missy said. "I'm bored. I need more magical people to die for this to work."

"It will take the Angel years to get us that many people." Seb said. "The Enchanted Forest is massive."

"It was before the Dark Curse was cast." Missy said. "Now everyone is trapped in one place. A small town in Maine called Storybrooke. Everyone's got their magic back since Emma Swan broke the curse. Now is my opportunity to strike. Now do as I say and release the Angel."

"Of course." Seb said.


Storybrooke

It was early in the morning. The sun was rising over the sleepy town of Storybrooke. Mr. Gold and his wife Belle were taking a morning walk together down Main Street. There was no one else there, just they way Gold liked it. As they passed by Granny's, they saw something peculiar that wasn't there before. In the center of the road was a statue of an angel. It's hands were covering its face.

"No." Gold said. "It can't be."

"What is it?" Belle asked. "Why is there a statue in the road?"

"That's not a statue." Gold said. "It's a Weeping Angel. Don't get near it and don't take your eyes off it. I have to call Regina."

"Why?" Belle asked.

"She's the only other person in this town who knows how dangerous those things are." Gold said as he pulled out his cell phone. "Keep watching it."

Belle turned away for a moment to watch her husband dial Regina's number into his phone. When she turned back towards the Angel, it had moved. It was now a few yards away from them with its arms stretched out towards Belle. She then screamed.

"Rumple!" Belle yelled.

"I told you to keep watching it." Gold said.

Suddenly, a light blue magic dust erupted from the Angel's hands and consumed Belle. When the dust cleared. She was still standing there, but was coughing a little. Gold knew what happened. The Angel had used magic. He didn't know Weeping Angels could use magic. They didn't use magic when he encountered them before in the Enchanted Forest. This one must be special, which made him believe that somehow Missy was behind this. He hadn't seen that foul woman in decades. He didn't like the thought of her reappearing in his life again. Mr. Gold then waved his arm. Then, he, Belle, and the Angel became consumed by magic smoke and disappeared. They reappeared inside the Pawn Shop.

"Why would you bring that thing in here?" Belle asked.

"Just keep watching it." Gold said as he walked into the back room.

Belle kept intently watching the Angel. Then, she blinked. The Angel's finger was now half an inch away from touching her.

"I'm watching it, but it's still moving!" Belle said.

"Did you blink?" Gold yelled back. "You can't even blink. If your eyes cannot see the Angel for even a split second, it will move."

"I don't understand!" Belle yelled.

Mr. Gold then returned into the room and was holding Pandora's Box. It was perhaps the only thing that could stop the Angel. Rumple knew it would be difficult to kill. So, he thought he could trap it. He waved his hand over the box. Suddenly, a red magic light came out of the box and consumed the Weeping Angel. Then, the light retreated into the box, taking the Angel with it. The Weeping Angel was now trapped.

"You're safe now." Gold said.

"What was that thing?" Belle asked.

"A creature from another world." Gold replied.

"What did it do to me?" Belle asked.

"I have no idea." Gold said. "Do you feel any different?"

"Not really." Belle said.

Belle then looked down at her hands and fell silent. Gold started to worry as well. The Angel clearly did something terrible to her. Belle's hands were turning to stone right before their very eyes.