Abuses in hair power, rapunzel feels the power

A/N: So what if Rapunzel's hair actually had prehensile power like the trailer, that was only hinted at in the movie? What if she just needed the proper motivation to access that power?

Rapunzel had fought too hard, Mother had surprised her and attacked her from behind, but she had fought and lost. She had never fought before and she didn't want to hurt Mother. Mother was under no such constraint.

Mother had not just gagged and chained her to the hearth but she had chained her ankles and brought them up and tied them to her wrists, Rapunzel was totally helpless, the cold metal biting into her skin.

When Eugene came she had some hope of being rescued and Mother had tossed out her hair and he had climbed up, while she hid.

"Rapunzel I thought I lost you."

And when he was inside she struck right to his heart. Eugene fell dead.

"No!" Rapunzel screamed through her gag.

"Our secret died with him, and we now will vanish." Mother said as she stepped over the cooling body.

This can't be happening Rapunzel screamed in her mind. I have got to get to him. I HAVE to GET to HIM. And then something new happened, her golden locks responded to her thought. She was picked up and set down next to Eugene's body.

"What is this?" said Gothel her dagger ready.

Then Rapunzel understood, all those times when she had snagged something with her hair it was obeying her but it could do more. She didn't need to grab it and fling it herself, it could do it itself. She willed it and a loop of hair removed her gag. Others snapped the chains around her wrists and ankles. She was powerful, more powerful then Mother had ever let her be. Stronger then she had ever known. Mother had sapped her of all she was for her own purposes.

Gothel was engaged by the end of her hair that was weaving and bobbing like a snake before her. Gothel didn't dare harm the hair, she needed to to live but she couldn't put down the knife. Rapunzel thought and that problem was fixed. A separate loop of hair grabbed Gothel's dagger and drove it into the wood beside the window, all the way to the hilt.

"Rapunzel there is no need to get upset."

"You keep trying to control me, to crush me. All these years you've been torturing me!" Rapunzel yelled

Loops of hair wrapped tightly around Gothel.

"Please, Rapunzel. All of this was to protect you."

"You just wanted to use me for my power!"

"Please Rapunzel, don't do this. I love you very much." Her last best ploy.

"You never loved me! I! HATE! YOU!" Rapunzel screamed with all her breaking soul. Which was the last thing Gothel ever heard as the hair tightened with a crunch.

Rapunzel collapsed in tears.

The hair gently placed Gothel's body on her bed and covered her with her blanket and then brought Eugene before her. Eventually her tears slowed and stopped, and she saw her new dream dead before her.

With everything lost, with despair beyond tears, and more to comfort herself then anything else, she sang. "Flower, gleam and glow…" as she ran her fingers over his cooling face. The power of her hair flowed down from her head and down its length, it reached Eugene. The wound glowed and healed, he began to breath and as she finished the song he opened his eyes.

"Rapunzel?"

"Eugene?"

"What happened, Goldie?"

With a cry of joy and using both hands she grabbed in by the collar and kissed him.

She broke the kiss to take a breath and Eugene asked "How did we get up here?" They were up in the rafters being upheld by her golden locks.

"Oh, I'm sorry, I was just so happy." she said in a sing-song voice as she gently lowered them to the floor. "I found out a couple of new things about my hair. I can control it with my thoughts, and it can even cure death."

"Death?"

She played with the hole in his shirt. "Eugene, Gothel killed you, she stabbed you in the heart. I was singing over your body to comfort myself and then you started breathing again. You're alive." She continued in that sing-song voice.

"Where's Gothel?"

Rapunzel looked into the nook. "I, I killed her. She killed you and I just wanted to get to you, she had me bound hand and foot I so couldn't move or anything, but I had to get to you and my hair picked me up and set me next to you. Once I understood that, I broke my chains, and confronted her, I was so angry, and I killed her." Tears were flowing down her face. She stumbled to the bed. "I could heal her now you know, bring her back. I could heal her. Apologize even. But she wouldn't love me, I don't know how to make her love me. But I guess it doesn't matter. She isn't my mother."

"What?"

Rapunzel stood up and turned around, she was backlit by the nook window, tentacles of hair looked like they were glowing again as they floated above her in the air.

"I'm the Lost Princess. My real parents are the King and Queen of Corona."

"Oh, wow. So I guess we should go let them know."

"Yes, I think that would be a good idea. I would like to stop at the Snuggly Ducking, all those thugs need a healing, especially dear HookHand." She said in a sing-song voice.

"Well, you won't find them there. Their probably all stuck in prison, they broke me out so I could rescue you. Maximus galloped all the way here."

"Well, I can fix that too." Rapunzel said in that sing-song voice that worried Eugene so much.

"Goldie, are you okay?"

"Oh yes, I've never felt stronger or more powerful. I can heal anything. Well, I don't know how to fix a mind, but maybe I just need to find a different song." She sing-songed as she picked up Eugene, Pascal and herself and lowered them out the window onto Maximus, tendril of her hair looping around the tower like a giant octopus to gently lower them. "Maximus it is so good to see you again. Oh, are your tired? Here, let me fix you." With a song and a glowing light Maximus was healed.

"I am the Lost Princess too, isn't that wonderful? Would you take us home, please. I am going to heal them. I am going to show them that I love them and they will love me more and I can show them I love them most. Yes, I will show them all." Rapunzel decided in her madness and smiled as her hair braided itself into a shape more convenient for horseback riding.

Eugene shivered and it had nothing to do with the cloud passing in front of the sun.