Henry Mills opened up his book 'Once Upon A Time' with furrowed eyebrows. The night before he had read a portion of a chapter before his mother, Emma made him go to bed. It was a peculiar thing for Henry, he thought he knew this book inside out. Apparently not. Henry lifted his gaze for a moment to give a quick smile in thanks to Ruby, the dinner's waitress and resident werewolf before glancing down at the book.

Time flew by quickly for Henry as he reviewed the chapter about a girl who had been burnt by her stepmother after be hidden in an iron chest by her real mother. Henry shuddered, what if a similar fate had happened to him?

"There you are Henry!" Henry looked up to find his evil mother, Regina looking down at him. "I've been looking for you everywhere. You're suppose to be with Emma right now. She was worried that you might have run off into trouble."

Henry ignored Regina and blurted out the question he longed an answer for. "Regina, who was Rowan?"

Regina let out a laugh before noticing Henry was serious. She sighed and sat down at the booth before pulling the book of fairy tales towards her.

"Rowan? I'm not sure if I know of whom you speak of?"

Henry rolled his eyes, "of course you do. You are the Evil Queen. You know everything."

"She was my pathetic excuse of a step-daughter." Regina hissed out before slamming the book shut. Regina didn't want to see the drawing of the cursed girl.

"W-wait, I though Mary Margaret was your step-daughter." Henry pointed out accusingly, confused at this latest news.

Regina rolled her eyes at her sons actions. "Yes, but I remarried after Snow White's father died. Rowan was another problem I had to deal with."

"Y-you burnt her!" Harry grabbed the book and reopened it, pointing to the portrayal of the girl getting burnt.

"Yes, I did." Regina let out quietly as if remembering what had happened.

"But why aren't you burnt? It says you were."

"Because I'm a witch Henry. This scar right here?" Regina pointed to the small white blemish above her lips. "This is all that remains. I tried to kill the girl but she ran off to another realm."

"Is she still there?" Henry asked.

"No, she's here in StoryBrooke. I brought her back to our world because that was the price for her actions. I took her away from her happily ever after."

"Take me to her," Harry demanded.

Regina raised her eyebrows at her son. "Excuse me?"

"I want to meet her." He stated.

Although Regina was startled and reluctant to grant Henry's wish she stood up and beckoned him to follow.

Henry bolted to the door in excitement, ready to meet the girl who was an enigma from his storybook. He knew everyone, besides her.

Henry was puzzled as Regina began walking away from her car and down the street, yet he didn't make a peep and followed in her footsteps. Minutes passed in silence between the two, the only noise was the clack of Regina's high heels and Henry's nervous tapping.

Regina led them to the library and pulled the doors opened to reveal a girl on the floor reading a book.

"Still reading that bore of a book I see?" Regina drawled out towards the girl. In response the girl jumped up, slamming the book shut. She pushed the book back onto the shelf but not before Henry saw the title. "The Boy Who Wouldn't Grow Up."

"Why isn't your face burnt?" Henry asked rudely.

The girl just stared at the boy and blinked. "There is this wonderful place, full of magic... it healed me." Her face hardened before glancing up towards Regina. "Your mother took me away from there. Now I don't know how long until my old scars return."

"Oh please. You and Scarface were never meant to last."

Henry watched wide-eyed as the short girl stood up and began to furiously walk up to Regina, pushing her slightly.

"You don't even know what love is. You have to force your own son to stay with you to have some sort of connection."

Regina glared down at the shorter girl with a look of contempt on her face. "This isn't over." She turned and left, not even giving her own son a glance.

"Rowan, please come with me! Come meet Emma, you'd love her!" Henry pleaded with the girl, dragging her towards the door, trying to diffuse the tension. Rowan rolled her eyes but followed him outside.

Henry looked over towards the girl who seemed to be looking up at the sky with an unknown gleam in her eyes, as if she was making a promise to an unknown presence.

Hi everyone. I love me some Felix so I decided to start up a OC story about him. :) This chapter was obviously in the present but next chapter will be in the past!

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