An: EVERYONE: Helloooo! I'm back again. Happy Anniversary for Broken Legacy. It turned a year old on the first of September. I can't believe its been a year...and we still a have a long way to to go! But this is like a two in one story. Otherwise this would have been finished back in May. Anyway, Thank you all for your patience. My grandma's death has taken a toll on my whole life, but its so good to get back up on my feet again!

Creator of Magic: I wouldn't worry about any break ups. Matt and Donna are made for each other. I didn't intend for Raven to get so mean, but sometimes, parents just get in over their head. Its just what they do when their child is in danger. Things will get better between them in time.

Sky: I'm glad you're feeling the emotions! There is loads to come.

PowPow456: Don't worry, Matt and Donna can't be separated for too long! The other couples will be more seen in the future. In this chapter we get a look in the White's lives. I feel like this chapter is a little overdue because we haven't really looked too much into Ally for a little bit.

Mia: First of all, thank you for the dedication. You were one of the first's to review this story. Thank you so much!

Second of all, my heart melted at your review. I'm so glad you still get excited for Matt and Donna moments like I do! Raven does seem really snarky right now, but she doesn't want her daughter to go through what happened to her. The other wars really put a damper on her character, she just needs to remember what its like to be a teenager again. A resolution will come soon. Another hospital chapter is on its way so be on the lookout for that soon :)

Zahabiya: Welcome back! I was wondering where you had gone. I understand with school and stuff, but I'm glad you still took time to read. Yes, I do know what you mean. Your excitement fuels my fingers to type. Thanks for your compliments and other words of encouragement.


The past couple days had gone by uneventfully for the gang back at Ever After High. It seemed weird to have Donna gone, but now everything seemed to go normal. It was election day. Ally had been nervous all week. With her mother busy restoring the school since Donna's possession, Ally had wondered if Apple had seen the video. It was a direct hit to Apple's own had told her many times to not care if she saw it or not, but Ally still was curious. She didn't want to disappoint her, but it was the only way.

At lunch, Ally was called into her mother's office. The confidence that came from Derek's hugs only lasted until she got to the door. She felt all alone as her skin touched the metal doorknob. This was it. She took a deep breath before opening the door. All looked to see her mother's chair was turned away from her.

"Mom?" Ally called as she closed the door behind her.

"Take a seat," her voice was cold. Ally did as she instructed. They sat in silence. A chill ran up Ally's spine as her mother turned to face her. "I'm so sorry." Ally looked up in surprise. Her mother's eyes were in tears.

"What?" Ally was confused by this. She thought she was in trouble. But here she was being apologized to.

"Why didn't you tell me?" Apple sniffled a little. "I was trying to get my reputation back up since Donna's possession and I lost track of you. I should've steered you in the right path."

"What?" Ally was still so confused.

"The video," Apple turned her mirror pad to show Ally.

"Molly Locks here," Molly was on the screen reporting. "Moments ago, the headmaster presented me with the honor of being school president! Please come to the ceremony tonight in celebration of me! Ally, if you're listening, I don't expect you to come because I'm sure you're hiding your face, but please feel free to come. Goodbye everyone!" Ally hated that blonde girl. She was all smiles and insults.

"You mean I didn't win?" Ally said with hope.

"No, it was a landslide," Apple turned back the mirror pad. "I'm so sorry, Ally. I should've been there for you."

"Its alright," Ally shrugged and grinned, "I'll have some more time to work on my tech skills." Her smile faded when she saw the disappointed look on her mother's face.

"Ally," Apple rose to her feet. She then turned to the window. The fall light made her face look more pale than ever. "You come from a long line of leaders, I'm sure you didn't want to disappoint anybody. You'll just have to lay low for a while. Then maybe next year you can bring the White status up again."

"Is that all that's important to you?" Ally was beginning to become angry. "Our family status? What about your family in general?"

"You have to understand our image is very crucial," Apple tried to say calmly.

"But why is it so crucial?" Ally stood from her seat, Anger was beginning to grow inside of her. "Why can't we just be ourselves?"

"Enough talking about this," Apple turned to her. Ally wasn't done yet. Her question still wasn't answered.

"No!" Ally yelled, "Why is keeping a good image so important?!"

"Because my mother ruined it for me!" Apple snapped. Ally took a step back. She had never seen her mother this angry.

"What do you mean?" Ally asked in a calm but shaky voice. "You told me she died young."

"No she didn't," Apple ran her fingers through her hair. She took a long shaky breath. "She is still alive." Ally was shocked. How could her mother keep this from her? A whole part of her ancestry had been a lie. Her mother took it from her. Anger began to build in Ally again.

"Where is she?" Ally asked calmly.

"You don't ne-"

"Where is she?!" Ally raised her voice.

Apple let out another shaky breath. "I think you need to sit down again."

"You didn't answer my question," Ally didn't mover a muscle, "Where Is Snow White?"


Alone in a cell sat a woman with skin of snow and hair a raven's black. It had begun to gray over the years of sitting. She didn't mind though. The graying only meant that time was passing by, and soon enough she would be out of this terrible place. The thought made her red lips curve into a smile. A cold breeze blew into the barred window. Fall was here, only a few months before time was up.

The woman's blue eyes lingered on a small yellow bird who propped itself against the bars. It wasn't unusual to see this bird. It often visited at this time of migration. "Hello old friend," her voice was soft. "I'm afraid this will be our last encounter. See, by next spring, I shall be gone of this place. As you fly back to your home in the spring so shall I. But, I'm sure you get a better welcome than I will. What can I truly expect anyway? To see my daughter with open arms?"

The bird chirped in a response.

"Oh you silly little thing," she shook her head. "I got to into my image and I didn't see what was truly important. My daughter still doesn't understand I'm sure of it. The only way to live it by your destiny. Even I broke that, and now look where it got me." She looked around the grey stones that made up the walls. How she longed to see any other color.

"When I go home, one thing will be for sure, I will finish what I've started. Or my name isn't Snow White."


Ally ran from her mother's office. Tears were streaming down her cheeks. It couldn't be true. It just couldn't. She was hoping lunch was still going on, but the halls were silent. Without much thought, the blonde girl ran up into the towers, she searched for it. The secret entrance to her dad's lab. When she found the door, she threw it open.

The computers were all black. She crawled under the counter they sat on. She hugged her knees and let the small tears ran down her cheeks. Her grandmother was in jail. She had helped the Evil Queen torment her mother. All of this time she thought Snow was a great woman who always had a smile on her face. Little did she know that it was a mischievous one.

She felt something brush the top of her head. With glistening eyes, she looked up to see an end of a red wire was dangling down in front of her. Curiously, she looked around for the over end. A shorter red wire was placed not far above it. The copper and silver ends were cut from each other. Taking the two, she twisted them back together and tapped it with some from the desk.

As she secured the wire, she found something carved under the desk. It was a small heart, with the letters H + A in it. Ally couldn't help but smile. At least something good came from those terrible years of Apple's embarrassment. Ally felt bad for leaving her mother in such a hurry. It was not her fault that Snow had done this, Ally should've stayed, but she was just so angry. Why didn't she tell her?

But why didn't Raven tell Donna about her grandmother's death? For the same reason. A mother's protection. It always seemed so simple. It was the teens against the parents. They were breaking the legacy their parents had set them up for. That was wrong. But was it that bad, being involved in your child's life. But little did most kids realize they had their child's best interest at heart.

Ally grazed her fingers over the letters.

"I can't seem to figure out what's wrong with it," her father's voice echoed. A transparent figure appeared beside her. It was a much younger Humphrey, except he was more filled out, and his hair was a little more shaggy. He was laying on his back, sorting through all of the wires to find the broken one.

"Does it really matter?" Apple's voice came from above the counter. Ally looked up to see Apple in the desk chair that no longer existed. "We're graduating next month. You won't be here forever."

"You might though," Humphrey said matter-of-factly. "Headmistress."

"I don't know," Apple stood up. "It was just a thought. Is that really what I want to do with the rest of my life?"

"You care about people. That's important in a leader."

"I just wanted to remember Grimm." Ally had heard about him, apparently, his inspired Apple to become a headmaster. What she didn't know is that he died by saving her mother's life. "But is that what you want?"

"What do you mean what I want?" Humphrey stopped looking he pulled himself out from under the counter and sat on the floor.

"I don't know," Apple sat down next to him. "I guess I'm just used to people telling me what to do."

"Well now its all in you hands," Humphrey kissed her cheek before returning to under the counter. "Isn't that what we fought for anyway?" Apple laid down next to him, and held up the flashlight for Humphrey to see.

"I don't know what I was fighting for," Apple admitted. Her blue eyes were staring blankly up. "Revenge maybe? I guess I still haven't gotten used to the fact that this is okay."

"I don't blame you for wanting revenge on the Evil Queen, but I don't think that was the sole reason. And its all new, but just think about it, we're all free to choose now. Even though it may feel wrong now, our kids will never have to think twice about their choices. Its just their given right. You'll never have to be like your mother and treat our kids like she did to you." Apple didn't respond, she just kept looking up.

"Our kids?"

"Maybe, if I am the one you choose." There was a slight pause. Humphrey turned his head towards Apple. She blinked before turning her own head towards his.

"I choose you."

The figures disappeared completely, and Ally couldn't help but grin. Her parent's love was a true inspiration to her. She could only wish she had a love like that. Then she remembered, she already did. "At least you're a cool nerd." Ally looked down at her shoes where the gold glasses were gleaming on her shoelace.


Apple was sobbing at her desk. She messed it up. It wasn't supposed to come out this way. She wasn't going to tell Ally until the spring. She thought she would understand, but now she only made a mess of things. Apple kept playing the conversation over and over again in her head. She didn't mean to blow up the way she did. It has been hard all of these years, keeping the past a secret.

Humphrey knew of course, so it took some stress off of her shoulders. It was the hardest thing, to look into her child's eyes, and lie to her. Why would she tell her the truth? She was just coming into the world discovering new things. It didn't make sense to ruin it for her. Sure, Ally would learn about the battles, but luckily, she didn't find out about her own grandmother.

Maybe she didn't tell her because she didn't want to admit it herself. Her mother was helping the Evil Queen take over the school. It was hard for Apple to believe. Even after all this time it seemed like a story of fiction. Her mother was a great queen, who love her daughter. Or at least that's what Apple told herself. If she really did love her, then she wouldn't have tried to force her to do anything.

It suddenly snapped up her head. That was why Ally was so mad. She had forced her to run for president. Trying to carry on the legacy. Apple didn't realize what she was doing. She just thought it was in Ally's interests, but did she ever stop to see how Ally was feeling? Apple pulled out her mirror pad and began to look through the campaign videos. They were all mirrors of her own. Until she found the latest one.

Ally's mouth was covered with a ripped sleeve from her jacket. The sign she held was a bold statement. Apple gasped at the sight. She threw the election off by herself. She couldn't even told Apple what was going on. Apple had mixed feelings about this. Was she to be mad, sad, or glad Ally was rebelling in this way. All she needed to hear were these words.

"You have a story to live out," Grimm said simply, "I've already lived mine. Take my word...live life your own way...its all worth it in the end...The end of this war is just the begging of something great..."

But Apple had seemed to forget them.


Ally left her dad's lab after the last bell rang. She didn't feel like showing her face in the halls today, but she knew she had to. There was only one face she needed to see. She searched desperately through the crowds of leaving students. Hoping to even catch a glimpse of him before going to bookball practice. Many people stared blankly at her, but she didn't make eye contact.

That's when she saw them. All in a group, Cassidy, Catherine, Hyde, Brandon, Ryder, Matt, and Derek at stood. Her heart fluttered with joy. Cassidy said something and pointed to where Ally was coming. Their faces all filled with sympathy as they looked at her approaching. The back of Derek's head turned and their eyes connected. Her smile grew a little as she walked faster.

"How did it go?" Derek asked as she neared.

"I didn't win," Ally said with a grin. "Its great." She practically ran into Derek's arms. He held her close to him, but she could tell her was confused. After the embrace, Ally turned to the rest of the group. They all looked very concerned.

"I sabotaged myself, remember?" Ally tried to stay upbeat. "Now I'm free."

"We were going to go watch practice," Catherine said after a moment of silence, "You wanna come?"

"Sure!" Ally kept her smile, and the other's kept their confusion.

Ally now sat next to Matt, Ryder, and Catherine. They were all dressed in thick plaid coats of different colors. Ally's blue and red, Matt's a deep purple and mint green, Ryder's black and white, and Catherine's pink and red. It was definitely getting colder by the minute, but Ally didn't mind. This would be one of the last practice's she would watch before the winter hit.

"I'm happy Brandon gets at least one practice before the season is over," Ally said. It had been a long time since anyone spoke. It was really weird to Ally. She looked down to see Brandon filling in on different positions. Derek seemed to try and avoid him, so they could avoid another accident.

"Don't tell that to mom," Catherine shook her head, "I think she's still a little shaken about the last time he tried playing."

"Your mom was famous for wanting adventure and taking risks, how does that work?" Ryder asked.

"Brandon's built like me dad," Catherine said simply, "Both inside and outside. He gets really nervous about everything. Even if he doesn't show it. He's the baby of the family. Plus there's always that motherly protection too." The two continued to talk, but Ally tuned them out. She looked over to Matt, who was sitting beside her. His hood was up over his head, but Ally could still see his eyes were unfocused on a distant point.

"I can feel you looking at me," Matt said in a playful tone. "I know I'm great stuff to look at but I have a girlfriend." Ally laughed softly. "What do you want from me?"

"I want to know what you're thinking," Ally said quietly. Matt shuffled his feet a little.

"I miss bookball." He said this with a sigh, but Ally was unconvinced.

"What you're actually thinking," Ally raised her eyebrows, "What's going on under that nest you call hair." She pulled back his hood to see his full profile. There was a small grin on his lips.

"I'm just, worried," Matt said after a moment. Any talk of Donna had been silenced since she left. It was just a touchy subject.

"Me too," Ally nodded. "You haven't heard anything at all?"

"Just that she got there," Matt pulled out his phone. "Not a single text for three days."

"I'm sure she's fine," Ally tried to push any worry out of her head. "Raven's with her. "

"She probably is fine," Matt nodded, "But you're not."

"Why are you turning this on me?" Ally fixed her glasses.

"I know you better than that," Matt raised an eyebrow. Matt turned his face to her. All he needed to do was give her a look for her to crack.

"My grandmother's in jail," Ally turned to looked out into the bookball field. Catherine and Ryder seemed to be listening in on the conversation now. Ally tried to blink back the tears in her eyes. "She was put in there for the last twenty years. She helped the Evil Queen trying to take over the school...She even tried to kill my mother."

Saying it out loud made it worse than being told. Ally couldn't keep it in any longer, she buried her face in her hands and began to let the tears fall down her face. She felt comforting hands. Catherine put her full arm around her. "Its okay."

"No its not," Ally shook her head. She looked up for a moment. "I'm broken. I'm not like my mom. I just want to be accepted for who I am. No image necessary." She was pulled into an embrace. At first, she thought it was Catherine, but she opened her eyes to see the mint green hair.

"We're all broken Ally," Matt said softly, "Its just something we all have to deal with. Don't let your family define you. You and you alone are the keeper of your life. You choose what to do with it."

"But what if I'm not strong enough," Ally whispered. "My mother must hate me now that she knows I sabotaged myself."

"You are the most caring friend I've ever had," Matt replied, "But now its my turn to care for you. Your mother fought for the freedom we have today. Don't let her take it away from you too. Donna would want you to be happy, and you have every right to be." Ally squeezed Matt as more tears sank into his coat. Their friendship had come such a long way. Ally wouldn't know what would've happened if he weren't there for her sometimes.

...

"Well, I'm glad we're all introduced," Matt said with sarcasm. "You know I saw you guys like four hours ago, right?"

"I guess that makes us friends then!" Ally said in a perky tone. He raised an eyebrow at her.

...

"Where's the perky blonde one?" Matt asked that night at dinner.

"She hurt her ankle," Catherine explained.

...

"I can actually tolerate you girls," Matt said simply. "Except for the perky-blonde one sometimes."

"Her name is Ally," Donna corrected him.

...

"Its not that I don't support you," Matt said to Ally. " I'm just saying there will always be someone accusing your mom of pulling the strings. Its just something that happens when you have a mom with power."

How do you know all this stuff," Ally said, annoyed. " Your mom isn't headmistress."

"No," Matt shrugged," Its pretty general knowledge. Not everyone is going to be happy with you being president. Its just the way the world works."

"Whatever," Ally folded her arms and rolled her eyes.

...

"Will you take care of Ally?" Donna turned to Matt at the practice game.

"Yeah," Matt said without much thought. Great. I have to take care of the perky girl. He watched as Donna, Catherine, and Ryder all ran after Brandon into the school. He then looked down at a concerned Ally. "Do you need help getting up."

"I'm fine," Ally said coldly. She got to her feet and stumbled, Matt instinctively balanced her. She shoved him off and kept walking with her crutches. She then almost fell over the stairs. Matt caught her by her coat.

"Thanks." Ally said nicely after he helped her down the stairs.

...

"Donna wouldn't lie like that," Matt shook his head as he hung the papers up on the board. Ally didn't like the way he referred to her as if she didn't know Donna. They used to best friends, until he came along. How did Ally know that Matt was telling the truth?

"You don't even know Donna," Ally shook her head. She stood up and folded her arms.

"Well neither do you!" Matt said loudly. He turned at her and narrowed his eyes. She reciprocated. "Otherwise you would've already known she had magical powers and would've been her shoulder to cry on before she betrayed you! Then I would be the clueless one knocking on your door!"

...

"Matt you need to remember its not just your fault. You're being to hard on yourself," Ally said,"I'm sorry I pushed you."

"Its okay," Matt shook his head,"I've only known he for a little over a month anyway. Well like that anyway." These last words his Ally different. Like that. Ally dived into her memory to recall all of the times she watch Matt stare at Donna. The redness on his cheeks. It was the way that her dad would look at her mom, the way Derek would look at her sometimes. She then looked at all of the pictures were he and Donna were hugging, or just looking at each other. She could see the chemistry through the lines of pencil.

"You love her," Ally said quietly. Matt's body stiffened at her words. "Don't you?" There was a long silence. Ally didn't move a muscle as she studied the boy in front of her for any movement. For a while, Ally thought that he was a statue.

Matt's head looked over his shoulder. His eyes closed so Ally couldn't see his emotion. "Its too late," he whispered. It was true. Ally couldn't believe she was right, and he admitted it. Her heart sank. No wonder he had been so hard on himself. He had the chance, but missed it. Ally opened her mouth, but was cut off by his words. "You better go now. Derek's waiting."

...

Matt suddenly turned away from Ally. He took a deep breath. "Now you know." Matt admitted. Ally felt unfrozen from the ground. She took a step closer to him.

"It all makes sense now," Ally said quietly,"Why your connection with Donna is so strong. You wanted to protect Eliza too. You had said it so briefly, I didn't get it as much before."

"That's why I should have stayed with Donna," Matt looked down,"My mind went straight back to Eliza. How she had refused any advice from me. That memory was played so much in my head, I thought Donna was the same way. But she didn't, she wanted me to stay. By leaving, I thought she couldn't hurt me like Eliza, but I was wrong. This is the worst pain I have ever felt."

Ally couldn't believe how he was opening up to her. "She's not gone Matt." Ally told him. She could feel the emotions build up inside her as she prepared to speak. "You couldn't save Eliza, but you can save Donna. I've never seen anyone have the same connection as you two have. You love her, and she would love you if you told her. You told me it was too late but its not. You've got to stop putting yourself down, otherwise Donna will be gone. Forever." Ally let tears flow from her eyes.

Ally rubbed her eyes, but the tears kept coming. A warm arm wrapped around Ally. She sobbed into Matt's coat for a little bit. She trusted him enough. After a few moments Ally wiped her eyes and looked at Matt after he let go of her. His expression was emotionless. When he connected eyes with hers he gave a little grin. "You know you've gotten on my good side, perky girl." Ally laughed a little and wiped the rest of the tears out of her eyes.

...

Matt was back in the black room. He sprung up to where he laid. His head was a little dizzy, but it was minor. He thought they would show Donna memories about the past. How much they've been looking for her. Showing her that they cared, but he was back in this dark room. He looked down to see Ally still on the floor. "Ally!" He called as he bent down and shook her. She groaned.

"Five more minutes mom," Ally said sleepily. She then jumped up. Her glasses half off her face. She looked around. "I can't see! I can't see! I'm blind!" Matt raised an eyebrow before pushing her glasses up to her eyes. She turned to Matt and sighed with relief. "Oh thank goodness I'm not blind."

"Not without your glasses," Matt rose to his feet.

...

She looked at her friend and smiled. She was so grateful for him. "Thanks," Ally wiped her tears from under her glasses.

"No problem." Ally was passed to Derek once practice was over. Which she was grateful for. She always felt so comforted in Derek's arms. Her tears had stopped earlier, but she couldn't hide her emotions from Derek for too long. As they exited the field, Ally couldn't help but feel blessed to have such amazing friends to fill in the place of Donna.