Hey everyone! This is the first chapter of the rewrite of my original story, The Lost Girl. So there are going to be some big changes like Pan's back story... Because honestly. WHY?! D: lol anyway... So next chapter is going to take place at the end of season 2 so I hope you stick around for it. It should be posted later today!(:
I do not own Once Upon a Time.

ALSO, QUESTION FOR YOU GUYS!

Would you prefer for this story to be written in 3rd person POV or 1st person from Haylee's POV? PLEASE LET ME KNOW!

PLEASE REVIEW!(:


Once upon a time there was an enchanted forest filled with all the classic characters we know. Or think we know. One day they found themselves trapped in a place where all their happy endings were stolen. Our World. This is how it happened...

To anyone watching the young prince on his horse, it looked like he was running from something or like he was being chased by something. But he wasn't running from something, and nothing was chasing him. A grin slowly spread across the blonde prince's face as he nudged his horse to go faster. Snow had covered the ground, and the chill in the air made him think that it was going to start snowing soon once again. He smiled as he raced through the forest, his heart pounding with anticipation. He would find her. He had promised her that he would always find her.

Dirt kicked up at the prince as his horses strong hooves finally made contact with the soft dirt of the forest. "Alright, boy." The prince said to his steed. "Let's find Snow." He gently nudged the horse in the right direction which was a little further into the forest. He could faintly see what looked like the dwarves surrounding something, and his heart sank. He quickly jumped down from his horse as they neared the scene, his heart clenching as he observed the group.

"You're too late." Doc said sadly as the prince came to stand beside him. Charming looked past him and at the glass coffin that resided beside him. He felt his breath hitch in his throat, and his mouth went dry as he rushed forward with an unbelieving expression on his face.

His eyes were wide with fear as he stared down into the face of his one true love, his beautiful Snow White. "No. No!" He cried as he looked at her expressionless face. There was no color in her once soft pink cheeks, and her beautiful green eyes would never open or look at him again. His eyes welled with tears as he observed her. "Open it!" He demanded the dwarves.

They looked at him with something akin to pity in their eyes, not moving as he stared at them all with a pain filled expression. Grumpy looked at the prince, leaning against the coffin. "I'm sorry, she's gone." He said with a solemn expression.

Prince Charming looked at the dwarves with sadness as he tried to hold it together. He would try to hold it together, at least until he was alone. "At least let me say goodbye." He said breathily to the dwarves, his eyes welling with tears.

The dwarves looked at each other before nodding. They moved slowly and carefully as they removed the lid of the coffin, allowing the elements to once again greet Snow White. Snow had begun to fall and a few flakes had landed in her black hair.

The prince looked defeated as he slowly moved forward. He came to stand beside her coffin with blurry eyes and a heavy heart. He reached a shaking hand out and placed it on her head, brushing back the soft black locks of hair that had framed her face. "Snow…" He whispered longingly as he leaned forward. He placed a gentle, sad kiss on his her stony and cold lips.

What felt like a strong gust of wind came when his lips touched hers, blowing all of the dwarves back a few feet as they stared at each other in wonder.

Snow White's bright green eyes snapped open and a loud gasp escaped her as she shot up from her slumber. She stared up at her prince with awe and love.

"You... you found me." She gasps as she stared up at him with a loving and adoring smile. Her chest heaved as she drew air in.

He gave a crooked grin as he brushed some hair behind her ear and said "Did you ever doubt I would?"

She sat up, placing a hand on his face with a smile. "Truthfully? The glass coffin gave me pause." She said airily. She shivered as she realized how cold it was, and the dress she had been wearing left her arms bare.

Charming grinned as he brushed some hair behind her ear, his heart alight with joy. "Well, you never have to worry, I will always find you." He swore to her. He drew his cape from his body and wrapped it around her shoulder.

She smiled up at him with bright eyes. "Do you promise?"

:-:

Not too long after that, Snow White and her Prince Charming stood at the alter on their wedding day. The room was filled with people from all over the kingdom, waiting to see their true Queen marry her Prince. Everyone loved Snow White and Prince Charming because of how different they were from the Evil Queen. One could say that they were nearly polar opposites.

"I do." The Prince said with love as he stared down into his lovers eyes.

The minister stood with a smile on his face as he turned to Snow with kind and gentle eyes. "And do you, Snow White, promise to take this man to be your husband, and love him for all eternity?"

She grinned up at her Prince with love in her eyes and her heart skipped a beat. "I do." She said tenderly.

The minister grinned and looked around the room. He opened his mouth and spoke loud and clear with conviction. "I now pronounce you, Snow White and Prince Charming, husband and wife!"

Cheers erupted from the crowd as the two leaned forward and gripped each other's hands tightly, their lips almost touching as they went to take their first kiss as a married couple.

Then, the room seemed to grow cold and foreboding as dread filled the inhabitants of the large and light room. The large wooden doors slammed open, causing them all to look towards it in wonder. Snow and Charming narrowed their eyes with anger.

There, standing in the doorway, was a woman. Her posture was impeccable as she stalked into the room with a proud stature. She was dressed in black from head to toe, aside from the few dark red feathers that were sewn into the cape attached to the back of her coat. Her raven hair was up in a high ponytail that had a lace hat that came down her forehead. The woman reeked of evil and darkness.

"Sorry I'm late." She said cockily as she walked forward with a smirk on her face and a hand on her hip.

Doc shouted out to the crowd before them. "It's the Queen! Run!" He then made to move, but someone grabbed his arm to stop him.

Snow White glared and reached out quickly, grabbing Charming's sword from his belt before he could protest, pointed it at the Queen. To an outsider, the scene would have looked amusing. There stood the beautiful and merciful Snow White in her wedding dress, with her newly wed husbands sword pointed at the chest of the Evil Queen.

"She's not a queen anymore! She's nothing more than an evil witch!" She shouted. Her face became a light shade of red with rage as she stared down the woman before her. Of all days she could have pulled this, and it had to be the most important day of her life?

Charming grabbed the sword from her and stood in front of her. "No no no, don't stoop to her level, there's no need. You're wasting your time, you've already lost. And I will not let you ruin this wedding." He said with conviction as he glared at the Queen.

The Queen simply smirked and paced forward as she spoke, glancing around as she did so. "Oh, I haven't come here to ruin anything. On the contrary, dear, I've come to give you a gift." She then gave a sickening and terrifying grin.

Snow White huffed and glared at her with hate. "We want nothing from you." She spoke loud and clear to the woman she had once thought so much of.

The Queen simply scoffed and paced around the room, looking at Snow White the whole time. "But you shall have it. My gift to you is this happy, happy day. For tomorrow, my real work begins. You've made your vows, now I make mine. Soon, everything you love, everything all of you love, will be taken from you. Forever. And out of your suffering will rise my victory. I shall destroy your happiness, if it is the last thing I do." She finished with a growl before turning on her heel and moving to walk out of the room with a smirk of victory on her face.

"Hey!" Charming shouted in anger. The Queen turned to face him with an eyebrow raised, just in time to see the sword being thrown right at her. Grinning with an evil glint in her eye, she waved her hand.

The queen and the sword disappeared in a cloud of purple smoke.

:-:

The teenage girl snapped the book close with a sigh, her head resting against the blue head rest of her seat on the bus. She closed her chocolate brown eyes with a sigh and clutched the book to her chest with the feeling of anxiety settled low in her stomach.

"That a good book?" An older woman in the seat across the aisle asked her with a smile. The girl opened her eyes and looked over at the woman with a smile. She had a kind and warm face, the kind that invited you in.

"This... it's more than just a book." She said softly to the woman. She ran her thumb over the large and elegant writing, her lips quirking up into a small smile.

The lady chuckled and smiled at her as she settled back into her seat. "Oh."

"Boston sub-station. Thank you for riding Greyhound." An announcement came over the bus, causing the girl to glance down the aisle nervously.

She got up quickly, grabbing her back pack and slinging it over her shoulder after she shoved her large book into her bag. "Thanks!" She said to the bus driver as she hurried off the bus. She threw her dark brown hair up into a high bun, leaving some hair to frame her face as she walked out into the dark city.

Looking around nervously, she glanced down the street for any cabs. She sighed as she noticed a black cab sitting by the curb. "I swear I have been so lucky so far…" She snickered to herself as she hurried to the side of the cab.

Knocking on the passenger doors window, she gave a sweet and charming smile to the man as he rolled down the window and took his phone away from his ear. He told the person on the other line to hold on before smiling at her.

"Uh, do you take credit cards?" She asked, holding the piece of plastic up for the man to see.

The man nodded before speaking with a small smile. "Where to, little lady?" He asked.

:-:

As the teenage girl walked up to the door with the number 205 next to it, she took in a deep breath. She glared at the offending numbers with a nervous and slightly horrified look on her face.

"Well, it's now or never." She said as she brought a pale hand up to push the doorbell. She swallowed as she heard banging and feet against the floor.

She straightened out her black hoodie and smoothed down her skinny jeans. As she waited, she glared at the whites of her grey converse.

The door opened, and there stood a woman in a red dress with long and wavy blonde hair. Her eyes were a startling shade of blue-grey. "Uh... can I help you?" She spoke with a confused look towards the girl. This had to be Emma Swan… It just had to be. Despite their hair and eyes being a different color, they looked too much alike to not be related.

Suddenly remembering that "being yourself" is the most important thing to do, she decided to do just that.

"Are you Emma Swan?" She asked the woman with a sudden boost of confidence she placed a hand on her jutted out hip with a raised brow.

The blonde woman looked at her oddly and frowned. "Yeah, who are you?" She asked the teenager.

The girl smirked and spoke. "My name is Haylee. I'm your daughter." She said with a nonchalant shrug. She slipped under Emma's arm and waltzed into the place with a skip in her step. "Whoa nice place." She said as she threw her bag on the floor and walked over to the fridge. She opened it and grabbed out a can of soda and cracking it open. "You got any food?" She asked with a raised brow as she walked back to the couch and practically threw herself on it. She propped her feet up on the coffee table and looked at the woman with raised eyebrows as she sipped on her soda.

Emma gaped at her with an open mouth and wide eyes.

"I really hope I didn't break you." Haylee groaned as she continued to stare at the woman.