The woman turned around to look directly at me. "Boys, go check the perimeter wards! Red? You look just like your father, but you have your mother's breasts. Darling, I won't bite. Make yourself useful and chop the pumpkin." Said the woman, hair black as raven's wings, lips as red as blood freshly spilt, skin as white as snow. She then embraced me the way a mother embraces her child.
"What? Who are you? How do you know my parents? Did you sleep with them? What is a pumpkin and do you chop it the same way you chop up a person?" I questioned because this woman is seriously freaking me out. "Poor dear, you honestly don't know. Do you? I'm your aunt, your father Robin was my brother, sadly only he knew our mother she died shortly after I was born. A pumpkin is the big orange plant you set your bag on. How do you know how to chop up people?" Snow said to me. I only smiled. She looked me in the eye. I stayed there for a few days, I left after Snow ate the apple. I rode off into the sunset towards my home kingdom, ready to challenge my sister to my throne.
I walked down the corridors of the castle I roamed in my past, the guards who watched me as a child and laughed, grasped their puny swords in fear. The looks in their eyes were all I needed to see to know that they knew I had fifty daggers and swords, they knew that when I wield them I never miss for they were the ones who taught me this skill and over time I exceeded their abillity.
"She's here, you imbecile! My sister should not be here!" My sister yelled at a guard whom I instantly recognised as Friar Tuck, the man who raised me and my sister amongst the merry men whilst my father was doing who knows what, in an instant my sister dropped her voice to a whisper so quiet I had to strain my ears when I was standing a metre away, "You were supposed to watch her, protect her, she is now an open target for Maleficent. My sister is all I have left, my mother is nothing. It's your fault she is here. If she dies your blood will be the next to spill." Tears poured down Goldie's face.
"Hello, Goldie," I say as I throw my dagger at her crown. The clang as the crown hit the ground rang throughout the ballroom. "Mummy is that her, is she auntie queen Red?" said a pair of toddlers who could barely talk, to Goldie. "I'm going to get Jack," said Friar Tuck leaving the room. "Yes, my dears, yes, she is. Go say hi. Red what are you doing here?!" my sister said to her apparent children then to me. "None of your business, hello little ones what are your names?" I say to my backstabbing, two-timing, throne stealing, life ruining, family wrecking, bitch of a sister and her children.
"Their names are Jack and Jill." says a voice I haven't heard in years. My first instinct is to kiss him but instead, I fainted only to wake up in my old room. "Where am I?" I say to the first person I see. "You're safe at home, with your family." said that all too familiar voice again. Suddenly, it hits me that voice is Jack. "Jack!" I cry out so happy yet so scared.