What's this? Another update? Yes. Yes, it is. Thank you for reading and thanks for the comments. They give me the motivation to write since I know there are actually people reading. I'll try to finish chapter 5 asap.
Characters: Ruby Lucas, Eugenia "Granny" Lucas, Emma Swan, Regina Mills, Timothy Swan, Henry Mills, Trevor Lucas.
Appearances: Three relevant but unnamed people.
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It's at exactly Eleven Thirty when Ruby Lucas feels it. It's the same feeling from the night before. She isn't sure what has caused it but it's like the world had been shifted on its axis, once again. She's about to place a customer's food on their table as it happens and she sways for a second. She quickly puts the food in front of the person and escapes into the back room in time to almost collapse on the floor. She feels her stomach churn and the presence of something else inside of her head. Before she even processes what's going on, Granny is by her side, fussing over her.
"Are you okay, child," Granny asks as she helps Ruby to stand. She wraps the young girl's arm around her shoulder before leading her grandchild to a chair. She too had felt it, but unlike Ruby, she knew. Somebody or somebodies, important had crossed the town line. This definitely was not good. This meant that something was about to happen. Something big. And she'd be damned if she or her granddaughter got caught up in it. She'd have to keep the girl away from whoever the newcomers were. She didn't want either of them getting caught up in the storm that those Evil sorcerers were sure to be brewing.
"I'm fine, Granny," Ruby responds as she pulls away from Granny to sit down. She feels weird and has no idea what to make of it. She hopes she's not getting sick. She didn't have anyone who could cover her shift if she needed to take a day. She pauses her musings to look up at Granny. She finds Granny staring at her with wide shocked eyes.
"What's wrong, Granny? Is there something on my face." She starts to wipe at her face but, a second later, Granny had Ruby's hands in her own. Her look of shock has turned to that of worry. She glances up at the sky and whispers something under her breath before meeting Ruby's eyes again.
"Something is about to happen, Child. Something that will change everything, if it not already has. I didn't know how to mention this before without having you try and drop me off at an old people's home," Granny jokes with a faint smile that drops as she continues. "There is something strange about this town that very few people know about," Granny starts.
"The only strange thing about Storybrooke is that no one ever leaves." Ruby's lips purse as she thinks about all the time she thought about leaving, never being able to and not remembering why.
"Exactly. Listen, Child," Granny rolls her eyes. "This town didn't exist before five years ago. It was created by an Evil being that wanted to destroy everyone and everything. It-" Granny stops when she sees the look that Ruby is giving her.
"Granny, you sound crazy. Storybrooke couldn't have been created five years ago. I've lived here my whole life. If the town was only created five years ago then where in the world did we live?" Ruby crosses her arms over her chest and leans back. Granny grabs a chair that is nearby and pulls it until it's right in front of Ruby. She takes a seat and takes off her glasses to clean them, regarding her grandchild with a look of complete seriousness.
"That's the thing, pup. We didn't live in this world five years ago." The look that Granny gives Ruby throws her off and she isn't sure how to respond. She doesn't even question Granny calling her "pup." Her mouth closes, response lost as Granny continues after putting her glasses back on.
"We lived in a place very much unlike our small town. One of Magic and Curses and True Love. One where just about anything was possible. A land worthy of being called a fairy tale. The Enchanted Forest: Misthaven. But be fooled not. The land was as dangerous as it was magical, with just as much darkness as there was light." Granny had this look in her eyes. Like in the movies and shows when a character was about to have a flashback. Ruby could see it now. Granny would glance up and the camera would follow, stopping just above her head as the image slowly changes to whatever the hell her Granny was talking about.
Ruby tries to laugh it off, the story and her own inner musings, but it comes out a bit strangled. Granny's eyes snap to her and many things happen at once. First, her head starts to pound faintly, black spots blinking in and out of her vision even as her eyes become sharper. Second, her heart speeds up and a flurry of smells flood her nose while her ears are assaulted with the noise of the diner. She can even hear the clink of silverware against plates. The sound of people talking and even breathing. Lastly, she hears a low growl in her head; one that slowly grows in volume. It all stops just as soon as it had started. She has no idea where any of that had come from but she can't focus on that. She has a job to get back to.
"Granny, what you just said makes absolutely no sense." It feels like a lie coming from her mouth. "I gotta get back to work." Ruby stands, wincing when pain shoots through her jaw. Her hand goes up to cup the side of her face.
"There's no way I'm letting ya go back out there looking like that," Granny says, reaching out to stop the brunette. Letting her go would cause lots of problems that no one was quite ready to deal with yet. Her hand latches on to her granddaughter's wrist and Granny pulls her along until they are in the inn part of the BnB with surprising strength.
"Granny, what are you going on about now?" Ruby rolls her eyes. "I can't-" Granny suddenly spins her around causing the words to die in her throat. She's facing a mirror and has her own reflection, along with Granny's, staring back at her. Only it isn't her refection. There are yellow eyes staring back at her and long, sharp canines poking out of red-painted lips that gleam in the light. The person staring back looks like a wild animal trapped in a human body. She-It pulls it's lips back and sneers at her, eyeing her with- is that annoyance? She knows she's not making that face. Ruby also knows what she-it, the reflection is trying to convey. Don't be an idiot. And. She's telling the truth. Her eyes flicker to Granny but the reflection's eye's stay on her.
"Well Shit." And she's out cold.
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Parked right outside of Granny's is a dark blue Camry and inside of it sits a nervous Trevor and a sleeping Henry. His heartbeat picks up as he wonders if "Granny" is who he thinks she is. He's nervous to find out if his suspicions are correct or not. He hadn't seen her since before they fell into the wardrobe and was scared to see the effects the curse had on her. If she was even the same "Granny" as before. And don't even get him started on Ruby.
"Emma said she would meet us here," He says to halt the thoughts that were running through his mind. When Henry remains silent, giving no response to the information, Trevor turns to him and finds that the small boy is once again asleep. His book is closed in his lap and he has a hand protectively splayed across the top of it.
Trevor sucks in a deep breath and slowly lets it out a moment later. He didn't want to wake the boy up just yet. Especially with how peaceful he looked. Neither of them had gotten much sleep last night. It had nothing to do with his reluctance to face Granny. Yep, nothing to do with that.
Trevor reaches over to shake Henry awake, quickly drawing his hand back as if he were burned when it receives a zap.
No, that's not quite right. It's more of a weird tingle or a soft shock. He looks at his hand in surprise the back to the sleeping boy. When he glances back to Henry there is a strange ripple of light, almost like a barrier, that has encased his whole body. It fades as he starts to wake.
"Hmm." Henry rubs his eyes and lets out a yawn. His hair is a mess and his clothes are wrinkled but it goes unnoticed by him. His attention has been pulled to the face that they have arrived. His eyes widen as he finally takes in his surroundings.
"We're here," He says. He seems happy to have returned, a small smile having graced his slightly chubby face. It disappears just as quickly as it had appeared. He puts his hands on his head.
"Aw man. Mom's gonna kill me," He mumbles. she scrunches up his face in something akin to hate as he starts to think about his mom. Although his eye tells a different story.
Trevor watches silently as Henry shakes his head and starts to rant about how evil and terrible his mom is. While he didn't always get along with Regina, Trevor knew that she was far from evil. She may be sarcastic and kinda mean sometimes but evil she was not. Exactly how much had this curse changed.
As much as he adored the boy, Trevor could sit there and listen to Henry's bad mouth his mother. But as much as he wanted to say something about it, he knew he couldn't. From Henry's perspective, Trevor was a stranger who he just happened to meet while looking for his "birth mother," he would not listen to a thing Trevor had to say. So instead of even trying, Trevor opens his door and gets out, stuffing his keys into the pocket of his brown jacket.
"Emma's 'sposed to be meeting us here soon." Henry turned to him with a question evident in his eyes. "Come on," Trevor says first. He closes the door and makes his way to Granny's entrance. Henry catches up to him by the time he has opened the door. Trevor takes a deep breath and steps over the thresh hold.
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After laying Timmy down in the room that she had stayed in, Emma goes downstairs to find Regina curled up on the floor of her study. It seems that she started off sitting in front of the door then eventually ended up behind her desk, if the little trail she's left is anything to go by. There's a shoe right in front of the door, a pillow a few feet away from it, an empty bottle on the floor next to her desk, and Regina's second shoe in front of said woman.
Emma walks forward until Regina is insight and stops. She watches her for a moment, trying to decide what to do, before sighing and taking a seat next to her. It surprises her -and Regina- when Regina lays her head on Emma's shoulder and her hand on Emma's leg.
Emma's mind races for something to say but she comes up empty so instead, she places her hand on top of Regina's. She looks to Regina and their eyes meet for a second before the brunette both look away. Regina turns her hand over and intertwines their fingers.
"Hey," Emma says still looking at the other woman.
Regina turns her head so she can look at Emma and gives her a questioning look.
"You okay?" Regina shakes her head.
"Wanna talk about it?" Another shake of her head. "Okay."
Nothing else is said and for awhile it's completely silent. Then Emma hears a noise. It's not really a snort but shes not sure there is a word to describe the little noise Regina makes.
"My son ran away," Regina says with a hint of disbelief. Regina sits up straight and turns to Emma with a look that's a bit to close to contempt for Emma's liking. "He ran away yo find you." She pulls her hand away as if she were burned. Her eyes are dark and kind of scary yet Emma has only one thought.
"You... are really beautiful."
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The first thing Timmy notices when he wakes up is how absolutely drained he feels. He had never felt so utterly tired before. Every once in a while he'd use his superpower for a bit too long and start to feel slightly dizzy but that was nowhere close to how he felt right now. His body felt like it was made of lead.
The second thing he notices is how dark the room is. There are thick curtains drawn closed in front of the window and the lights are off.
Feeling too tired to actually get up, Timmy started to roll towards the edge of the bed. When reaching the edge, he started to flop around until his legs are off of the bed. Timmy groaned as his feet touched the ground and pushed himself up off the bed. His legs started to shake and he fell right on his butt.
"This is stupid." He laid back and spread out like a star. "Why do I feel so weak." He looks around without moving his head then scrunches up his face.
It's at this point that he finally takes notice of how absolutely silent it is in the house. You could hear a feather drop. It was a strong contrast to how loud it must have been earlier, considering his yelling.
He winced. Mom was was probably mad at him for that. It wasn't his fault though. Not completely. He sighed. He should probably tell her about the magic thing too. It'd have to wait though. There were more pressing matters at hand. Like how he's going to open the door without getting up.
He rolls onto his side and stares at the door, wondering when he'd have enough energy to actually stand. Deciding that it would probably take to long, Timmy starts to roll.
It's when he makes it to the stairs that he finally feels his energy return to him. He lays completely still at the top of the stairs until he feels that he has gained enough to strength to not just stand, but to walk around for longer than a second without collapsing.
Timmy rises to his feet, a hand on the wall for support, a takes one step forward as a test. When there's no sudden wave of dizziness, Timothy decides that he's as good as new and starts to slowly walk down the stairs. When he reaches the third to last step he trips over his own feet. He quickly regains his balance but when he looks up everything is different. He's not at his Mami's anymore.
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He's standing outside of the diner that he had seen the night before, on the second step. It's dark out aside from the large full moon that hangs in the sky and the lights that are on around him. His head hurts. It's so loud.
It's cold. The wind starts to pick up and he goes to zip up his jacket but he's not wearing one. He's wearing the same thing from earlier. This isn't real. He shivers from the cold.
He hears someone speak and looks up. His eyes widen. His mami is there standing across from her mom. Her arm is put but he can't see her hand. His mom's eyes are wide.
"NO!" He takes notice of the two people behind his mother. A blond male and brunette woman. They have similar looks of horror on their faces.
His mami pulls her arm back and he can finally see her hand. She's holding something. Something red and pulsing and...
OMG! It's a heart. His MOM'S heart. He had only seen one once before but he was sure.
His mom collapses. A shimmer passes over the other two and they both drop to their knees over her. He hears a wolf howl.
"You have destroyed my happiness once..." His mami's eyes are hollow as she stares at the heart in her hand. She glances down at the three people on the floor. "I won't let you do it again." She starts to squeeze the heart in her hand. His mom screams in pain.
Timothy wants to yell. To get her attention so that she can stop. He can't move or speaks and he doesn't know why.
Timothy looks down. He can't watch. It feels like forever has passed when he hears another howl. He looks up to see a large brown wolf with brown eyes and a mirror image of himself standing on the other side of the street looking not at him but at his mothers'.
Trevor and Henry.
The wolf takes off in a sprint heading straight for his mami and another, slightly smaller wolf, appears at his mami's side, ready to lunge at the approaching wolf. His mami still has the heart in his hand. His mother and the two strangers are still on the floor. Henry is still across the street and the large almost green moon is still high in the sky.
So much is happening at once and Timmy just wants it to stop. Nothing was making any sense. It's was all too much.
Everything freezes. Timmy looks around at the frozen scene in front of him with wide eyes. He can move, he realizes after taking a step forward. Without thinking, Timothy takes off in a sprint going in the direction of his mami's house. He needed to get back. To get out of this hellhole nightmare.
He's there sooner than what should be possible and he's not even out of breath. He wasn't paying any attention to that. He just wanted to get back. Timmy opens the gate and runs up the stairs. He comes to a stop in front of the man that stands on the front porch. The front door is open but it's pitch black inside. Like the man's eye. Behind the man, his shadow is twice as large as him. There's not much light here.
"Timothy? Yes?" The man's aura is so dark and sinister, Timmy has started to shake. He's compelled to answer the man's question with a nod. The man grins at him. All sharp teeth and empty eyes. He's paler than a white sheet. "You're not supposed to be here." He puts emphasis on the "You're", eyeing Timmy as if he were looking into his soul.
He takes a step forward and Timmy is once again frozen in place. He places a hand on Timmy's chest and the boy squeezes his eyes shut. He feels pain in his chest and gasps. He can almost feel the hand wrapping around his heart. This man wants to rip out his heart. The man hums.
"It's not time yet." Instead, he pushes. Timmy goes flying backward, eyes still closed, and lands on his butt. His head is spinning but it's silent again. IT's no longer cold, the wind is calm.
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Timmy slowly opens his eyes, fear that if he opened his eye too quickly that the man with the giant shadow would be there. He's not. Timmy is back in the mansion. He's on the floor facing the stairs and his butt hurts but he's back. What the-. What was he doing? Oh, Right. Mom. He hops up and goes to look for her.
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11:30
Somewhere along Main Street there sits a library that many pass without a second thought. Inside of the library, a young brunette lays on the floor, having passed out from battle going on inside of her. Under the library, a young blond is trapped, alone with memories that few others have, waiting for the moment that they can break free. And above the library is a room that few know about. It has everything needed to expose the truth about the curse. Behind the library, someone sets fire with the intention to destroy everyone and everything inside. The place goes up in flames.
Shorter than the last one. Sorry? The second -T- part did not go where I wanted nor expected it to go. I don't really like it. Whatever. Comments make my day. Reunions next chapter!? Do you even want another chapter?