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Chapter 1

Snow White and Prince Charming stood before the Bishop, surrounded by all of their friends and allies. Princes and Princesses, peasants, dwarves, fairies, and mages all watched at the couple with the truest of True Love finally said their wedding vows.

It is the most perfect day to show everyone that the good always wins.

"No matter what we may face, or whatever forces try to keep us apart," Charming declared. "I will always find you."

"Our love has gotten us through so much," Snow announced. "And now, after all this time, we will finally be together."

Everyone was smiling, even Grumpy, who wiped a tear from his eye at the sight.

"I now pronounce you Husband and Wife," the Bishop proclaimed. "You may now kiss the bride."

The two wasted no time pulling each other into a loving kiss, eliciting a cheer from everyone present. The celebration was soon short-lived when the doors to the chapel were thrown open.

SWOOSH!

The Black liquid burst the door opened for unwanted guests.

Everyone gasped, turning to see two figures in all black approaching the pair. It was a middle-aged woman with long black hair and a malicious smirk on her face and her side is a young ger white-haired girl who had to summon her dark fay powers to subdue the guards that were guarding the door.

The guests' shrieks and screams as they saw life was drawing from the poor good guards into limp dead bodies.

Bodies were already thrown from the sides that brought more screams from the guests.

"It's the Evil Queen!" Doc exclaimed. Grumpy gauntly said, "And she isn't alone!"

Snow White gasped as she remembers how the white-haired girl is downright cruel in bidding by the orders from her stepmother.

"We have nothing to fear from her!" Charming insisted. "She cannot harm us anymore, and she is no longer Queen."

"You're right," Snow agreed, clutching onto Charming's tunic as he held her close. "She's nothing more than a bitter witch now."

"My, such brazen words," the Queen sneered. "I had hoped you were raised better than that." Her precious knight held her dear queen's hand to guide her towards her enemies.

The Evil Queen smirked at the gesture.

Snow growled and nearly launched herself at the Queen, the white-haired girl push the Queen behind her and summons her dark fay that formed into a sword to ready to strike Snow White down, but Charming quickly tightened his grip on her, keeping her from doing so.

"No, don't! Don't stoop down to her level!"

"Don't worry, I won't be long," the Queen went around her companion to assure the couple. "I've merely come to deliver my gift to the 'happy couple'."

"We want nothing from you!" Snow insisted.

"I am afraid that my dear Queen still insisted. For it is her last goodbye gift." Her voice sounds like Snow White and others stiffen in fear.

"Oh, 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." She gestured to everyone in the audience, her smile malicious and cruel. "Forever. And out of your suffering will rise my victory. I shall destroy your happiness if it is the last thing I do."

The Queen then turned to leave, prompting Charming to draw his sword from his belt. He threw it at her and she and her companion vanished into a puff of purple smoke, taking the blade with her.

Snow's anger gave way to fear as she clung to her husband.


It was late at night on the bus headed for Boston Massachusetts. Inside the bus is a 10-year-old boy reading his book that is titled "Once Upon a Time". He had read the book every time to try and get the facts correct and characters to see them for who they are.

However, it is not like a fairytale-like anyone would know.

Snow White and Prince Charming were meant to have their happy ending, but the Evil Queen threatens them and placed a terrible curse upon everyone in their world.

However, there is a prophecy to undo the curse.

That is why he needs to go and meet the person.

"Excuse me, do you take a credit card?" He questioned the taxi driver.

The Taxi Driver looked at the boy with sympathy, "Sure, kid. Where's your mom and dad?"

As the kid enters the taxi seat.

"Don't have a dad and as for my mom, that's where I'm headed."

"Gotcha. Just point the way chief."

To Emma surprised that all it takes was one blow from the candle of her cupcake a door was knocking for her.

A kid named, Henry came to her and said he is her son. The son that she gave up for adoption with no intention of ever be part of his life.

Now Henry blackmailed her to bring him back home where she was meant to go with him.

An unknown town that was not on the map was called Storybrooke.

The unlikely duo found themselves on the New England highway, Emma's old yellow VW bug loaded up with her few possessions, as well as Henry's. He was currently sitting in her passenger seat, his large book in his lap as he read over it. Emma glanced over, mildly surprised.

"Y'know, most kids your age are usually playing video games to pass the time, or texting on their phones."

"I don't have a phone, and I left my Nintendo back in Storybrooke. All I needed was this."

"Right, cause who needs video games when you have a book of fairytales."

"These aren't just fairy tales, not like the ones your used to."

"Oh? How so?"

Henry considered what to say for a moment.

"Well, for starters, they're not separate tales. They're a large, interwoven story. At the center of it is Snow White and Prince Charming."

"I see. Interesting. Still, probably follows the same basic plot. Evil Queen poisons Snow White for being prettier than her and a random prince kisses her and frees her."

"You'd think that, but the story's much more. And the kiss isn't even the final part."

"Huh? But what about their Happily Ever After?"

"In this story, the Happily Ever After is just the beginning."

At an old tower out in the heart of the Enchanted Forest, Snow White and Prince Charming arrived via horseback. They hopped off, pulling down their cloaks to look at the tower.


Later, the three met with their friends and allies in the palace war room to discuss their plans to fight the curse. Charming started off the debate, slamming his fist on the table.

"I say we fight!"

"Fighting is a bad idea," Jiminy Cricket insisted, speaking into both a small translator on his lapel and a megaphone. "Giving in to one's dark side never accomplishes anything."

"And how many wars has a clear conscience won?" Charming shot back. "We need to take the Queen out before she can inflict her curse:

"Can we even trust Rumplestiltskin?" Doc insisted.

"So that's it?" Snow let out. "The future is written?"

"No, I refuse to believe that," Charming shot down. "Good can't just lose!"

"Maybe it can…" Snow lamented.

As if on cue, the doors to the war room opened and the Blue Fairy and some soldiers entered, carrying a massive tree trunk on a cart.

"What the hell is this?" Charming asked.

"Our only hope of saving that child," The Blue Fairy explained.

"A tree?" Grumpy questioned. "Our fate rests on a tree? Let's get back to the fighting back thing.

"The tree is an enchanted one," The Blue fairy clarified. "If fashioned into a vessel, it can ward off any curse."

"Geppetto," Blue called out, getting the attention of an old man sitting with his young son in his lap. "Can you build such a thing?"

"Me and my boy. We can do it," he promised, ruffling his son's hair.

"This will work," Blue insisted. "We all must have faith."

"There is, however, a catch," The Blue Fairy admitted. "The enchantment is indeed powerful, but all power has its limits. And this tree... can protect only one."

Snow and Charming looked at each other in concern.


The Mayor's house was a large estate, one with a beautifully landscaped yard and a large red apple tree. Emma began walking up the front walk, Henry trailing behind her.

"Please don't take me back there," Henry insisted.

"C'mon, kid," Emma insisted. "I'm sure your parents are worried sick about you."

"I don't have parents. I just have a mom, and she's evil."

"Evil." Emma raised an eyebrow. "That's a bit extreme, isn't it?"

"No, it's not. She doesn't love me; she only pretends to."

"I'm sure that's not true."

Just then, the door opened up, revealing a middle-aged woman with black hair and a slight scar on her upper lip. She was the spitting image of the Evil Queen, but with a more tasteful, modern outfit and shorter hair. With her were a man with sandy brown hair, a beard, and a sheriff's coat on over a basic uniform. The third is a bit pale and a tall young girl who is around to be 18-20 maybe years old with casual long baggy clothes. At the girl's side is her St. Bernard dog wearing an animal services vest that bark at the new face which is no doubt Emma's.

The second the woman saw Henry, she gasped in relief, running to him as fast as she could in a pair of heels.

"Henry?" She let out before running up to him. "Henry!" She reached out and hugged him, holding him for a good minute before pulling back and looking him over. "Are you okay? Where have you been? What happened?

"I found my real mom!" Henry responded.

He then yanked himself free of her grip before running into the house. The woman watched him go before turning back to Emma.

"You're Henry's birth mother?" she questioned.

"Hi," Emma greeted casually, yet awkwardly.

"I'll.. just.. go check the lad, make sure he's okay," the Sheriff offered, slipping inside. The third girl looked shy and didn't speak a word about it.

The two women stood awkwardly on the stoop, as if unsure of what to make of one another. After a moment, the woman cleared her throat.

"I'm Regina Mills, Mayor of Storybrooke and this is my daughter, Chloe Mills."

"Emma Swan, a bail bondsperson from Boston."

Regina gave a small nod. Regina turned and said, "Chole, go back inside and make sure Henry is in his room."

Chole nodded and left with her dog.

"How'd you like a glass of the best apple cider you ever tasted?" she offered.

Emma let out a mixture of a breath and a laugh.

"Got anything stronger?" She requested.

Once inside, Regina got two glasses from her kitchen and prepared to pour both of them glasses of scotch. She prepared the glasses by a crystal decanter as Emma looked around.

"So, how did he find me?" Emma questioned.

"No idea," Regina replied, "When I adopted him, he was only three weeks old. Records were sealed, I was told the birth mother didn't want to have any contact. Chole was already shy and been the person how had all my attention until I brought Henry along. She already gotten attached to him. Heh. I guess she had gotten lonely by herself all the time."

"You were told right, and I am sure that is natural for being the only child who wanted siblings."

"Hmm. True. And the father?"

"There was one."

Regina approached with the glasses, looking skeptical.

"Do I need to be worried about him?"

Emma took one of the glasses.

"Nope. Doesn't even know."

"Do I need to be worried about you, Miss Swan?"

"Absolutely not."

"Madam Mayor, you can relax," The sheriff called out as he descended the stairs. "Other than being a tired little boy, Henry's fine. Chole is with showing him her pictures just to cheer him up."

"Thank you, Sheriff Graham," Regina told him as he left, allowing her and Emma to retire to the sitting room. "I'm sorry he dragged you out of your life. I really don't know what's gotten into him."

"Kid's having a rough time. Happens."

"You have to understand, ever since I became mayor, balancing things has been tricky. I mean, with Chole it was easy since well…she is a girl. A very good girl, but I guess with Henry being a boy. I am not sure how to exactly to raise him to be. How ironic to say. I imagine it's the same for you and your job."

Emma took a long drink from her cup.

"Uh, I keep busy. Yeah."

"Imagine having another one on top of it. That's being a single mom. So I push forward. Am I strict? I suppose. But I do it for his own good. I want Henry to excel in life. I don't think that makes me evil, do you?"

"I'm...sure he's just saying that because of the fairytale thing."

Regina did a double take for a second.

"What fairytale thing?"

"Oh, you know, his book. How he thinks everyone's a cartoon character from it. Like his shrink is Jiminy Cricket."

"I'm sorry, I-really have no idea what you're talking about.

Emma looked surprised for a minute, but quickly elected to wash her hands of the matter.

"You know what?" She set down her glass, standing up. "It's none of my business. He's your kid. And I really should be heading back."

"Of course," Regina replied as Emma turned to leave.

Emma walked out of the house, pulling her keys from her pocket before glancing back at the house. From the second-story corner window, she could see Henry watching her. Still, she turned away and drove off.

Chole came down and went to her mother. She is not sure if Emma Swan's presence affects their family.

"Are you okay?"

Regina looked and smile, "I am fine."

Chole nodded and went back upstairs to get ready for bed. She does not know why Henry says awful things to both her mother and sometimes her.

She hoped that Henry is cured soon, but she is not too sure anymore.


At Snow White and Prince Charming's castle, Gepetto and Pinocchio worked tirelessly to get the Enchanted Wardrobe ready. Watching from her window, Snow couldn't help but feel concerned and worried. She rubbed her stomach, now heavy with child.

"I don't want to do this," She decided, turning to Charming.

"It has to be you," Charming insisted.

"I'm not leaving you!"

"It's the only way," Charming reassured, holding her close. "You'll go in there, and you'll be safe from the curse."

"But what about you? We finally have our happy ending, we finally have each other, and we're losing it all over again."

"We'll find each other again, we always do."

"Not for twenty-eight years!"

"What's twenty-eight years when you have true love. I have faith you will save me, just as I did you."

They instantly kissed, before Snow suddenly pulled away.

"What's wrong?" Charming asked as Snow gasped in pain.

"The baby…" She looked up in horror as she clutched her stomach. "she's coming..."

On the castle parapet, Grumpy and Sleepy were on guard duty, keeping a sharp eye out for any threats. As Grumpy took a swig from his flask, he looked out and saw something.

"Wake up," he said to Sleepy, kicking him in the leg. "Wake up!"

Sleepy quickly woke up and looked out with Grumpy, seeing a massive cloud of darkness moving towards them.

"The curse!" Grumpy cried out, ringing a nearby bell. "It's here!"

SCCCCCCEEEEERRRRRRROAR!

The sound made Grumpy and Sleepy looked up to the sky.

A great red dragon was physically distinguished by its enormous size and wingspan. They had two large horns upon their heads, which pointed backwards toward their wings.

It soars down with such speed and opened its jaw to release its rage.

"Dragon!" Sleepy shouted out for the castle to run.

"Get Down!" Grumpy pulled Sleepy down with him.

A bright stream of fire shot at the castle.


Chole is woken up from the dream.

It looks like the sun is barely up and she felt icky from her skin. Her dog, Pippen whine and saw his mistress being awoken up again.

Pippen went and gave her a nudge with his wet nose and licks. Chole smiled and decided to get her sketchbook.

It happens to her since she could remember.

Some good dreams.

Some bad dreams.

And some horrible ones that she couldn't imagine doing it.

Chole is now really getting tired now and drop herself onto her bed. She sleeps through the morning that day.

Her opened sketchbook shows a great red dragon burning the castle wall.

Was it a dream?

Or was it her past?


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