Hey guys happy Monday! I'm so excited for this chapter. So I need to tell you guys something. The school year have started again and that means I may not be able to update weekly. I will try and aim to update weekly, but I can't make a promise. But I will finish this story.
Enchanted Forest
Regina stormed into Maleficent's castle. If her daughter would run away, this would be the first place she would go. She used her magic to slam open the doors. Maleficent didn't flinch as the doors hit the wall. "Where is she?" Regina strode to Maleficent.
"Who are you talking about dear?" Maleficent asked nonchalantly.
"Evie! Where is she?" Regina was only inches away from Maleficent's face. Both women stood their ground, showing that they would not back down.
"I thought she was in your family's tomb," Regina couldn't believe that Maleficent acted so calm as she walked away from her. Regina knew something was up. She knew Maleficent cared for her child and if something was wrong then she would be worried. That was the fault with Maleficent, she cared too much.
"Don't toy with me Maleficent," Maleficent poured herself a drink and another for Regina. "I know she is here. How long have you been hiding her?"
"Regina Evie isn't here," She offered Regina the drink, but put it away when she knew Regina wasn't having it. "Why would I lie to you?" Maleficent took a sip from her cup.
"Why did you lie to me? You knew she was all right," Regina knew that she sounded like a mad woman, that was because she was. She was upset with her daughter for tricking her and for Maleficent keeping quiet during this whole ordeal as Regina mourned the loss of her child.
"Regina I don't know what you are talking about," Regina grew more frustrated as Maleficent continued to play dumb.
"Evie took a fake sleeping curse to leave me, but you already knew that," she spat.
"Regina, how could I had known that? I haven't seen her in over a year. You had made sure she couldn't contact me," Regina could hear the hurt in Maleficent's voice. She hated herself that she caused both Evie and Maleficent pain. But what's done is done. She could not change the past and had to live with the consequences. "If you don't believe me, fine," Maleficent placed her glass on a nearby table and crossed her arms. "Check my castle. Prove to me that I'm wrong," Maleficent challenged Regina, which she accepted without a second thought. Regina began her search for Evie.
Storybrooke
Lily took in a deep breath as she awoke. Quickly, she closed her eyes as the sun blinded her and turned her head. She quickly got up and looked at the unfamiliar room. The bed was made out of a light color wood as well were the dresser, night stand and bookcase. The walls matched the light grey and pale blue sheets and curtains. Lily let out a breath and fell back into the bed as everything from yesterday came rushing back to her. She had a brother. No. Scratch that. She had two brothers and an older sister who was dead.
She couldn't believe it. Regina was her father. Other mother. Whatever. It didn't matter. She and Mal knew this whole time and didn't tell her. Was this a game for them? To see how long would she search for her other parent until she gave up. Or did Regina really care for her? Did she want a daughter? A grown one for that matter.
No she didn't. If she did want one, then she should had looked for her. Regina was the one who created the first curse, she could had kept her. Hell, she didn't even have to cast the curse in the first place. Regina didn't want her, that was crystal clear. She tried to kill Snow White, but then again that was her step daughter. But she did kill Evie. Her daughter! The same one she did raise since she was a baby and then one day she killed her. If Regina didn't want the daughter she raised since birth, then why would she want her?
Anger from the previous night started to emerge once more. She had to get out of here. She had to be alone. Still dressed in her dark blue skinny jeans and black tee shirt, Lily grabbed her combat boots near the bed and put them on. She left the room not before she grabbed her army green jacket. She could smell something delicious as she went down the hallway. Lily couldn't see her brother as the cooking type. She knew she had to thank him for letting her crash at his house for the night.
Lily looked down the hallway, there were no pictures or anything that indicated that this was a home. The only thing that assured her this was someone's home was one of the three other doors was open and she saw a few toys on the ground.
Marcus. The name rang through her head. The name of her nephew. This was too overwhelming.
Lily suddenly stopped when she entered the kitchen. It was small and bright. The walls were painted a light yellow color. The cabinets were white as well as the stove and refrigerator that were on the other side of the room from each other. The only thing it had room for was a small table. But that wasn't what caused Lily to stop in her tracks, but the person who was making pancakes. It wasn't her brother, but a woman.
"Morning Lily," the red hair woman turned to face Lily. Her tight curls went to her mid neck. She was tall, slender, with piercing grey eyes. She looked like she belonged in this home with her yellow floral print dress and jean jacket. "I'm Jocelyn," She wiped the flour on her hands on her dress and offered it to Lily. That explained the smell, it was pancakes. "Come. Eat. We have plenty," Jocelyn offered, unfazed that Lily didn't take her hand.
"I'm not that hungry," Lily said before Jocelyn had a chance to pick up the plate of pancakes. Shrugging her shoulders, Jocelyn turned around and started to put up the extra food. Before either one of them could talk about something other than food, Lily heard the pitter patter of little feet running towards them. Her heart stopped when she saw the child running past her and to his mother.
"Mama! Mama is awnt Wily wake?" He tugged at his mother's dress. Lily smiled at her nephew. He had Morgan's thick blonde hair and Jocelyn's grey eyes. She already knew he would be a heart breaker when he was older. "Awnt Wily!" His smile grew as he saw his aunt on the other side of the room. "I'm happy to see you," he ran to her with a book in his hand "You like my book?" Lily took the book he was offering to her. Winnie the Pooh. Of course. What else would a four-year-old like?
"Hey big guy," he turned his head to look at hiss mother. "Why don't you get your shoes? Remember were going to the store."
"Awnt Wily coming?" He tilted his head to the side as he asked. Lily had to admit, the kid was cute.
"Maybe later. Shoes please."
"Okay mama." He ran out of the room, forgetting his book and Lily.
"Is that why you don't want vengeance?" Lily asked when Marcus was out of the room. She could see where Marcus gets the tilting of the head when he was curious of something from as Jocelyn tilted hers with a confused look. "Is that why you don't want revenge for what Briar Rose and her family did to Morgan?" Lily may have had not met this woman before, but she didn't seem like the type to go and her revenge on those who done her wrong.
Jocelyn smiled as she looked at the doorway. Lily followed her gaze and knew she was looking at her son. Lily may not had been a parent, but she could see this child was precious. "I want to be a better person for him. Did Morgan tell you about my parents?"
"No, we didn't talk about that," To be honest, Morgan didn't really talk about life in the Land of Untold Stories.
"My parents died when I was young. My father fought alongside Marcus and my mother was captured by Stefan's men. It's easy to be angry at them, trust me I was for a long time," Jocelyn gave a sad smile. For a moment, it looked like she was back in a time, a time that hurt her. But as quickly came it left. "It wasn't until I met your brother I let it go," Jocelyn smiled and hugged herself. "My parents wouldn't want me to be so unhappy. I wouldn't want that for my son. Me and Morgan want to give our son everything we didn't have. A life with no wars or vengeance. A family, maybe one day a brother or sister. So that's why, to be a better person for my son. Besides, there's was a belief among dragons that what you give to the universe is what you receive."
"Karma."
"Is that a friend of yours?" Jocelyn genuinely asked.
"No, it's a belief, that I don't believe in it."
"Despite that, when you are a parent you do anything to make your kids happy. That's what you do."
"Yeah right," Lily muttered as she thought about her own mothers. Jocelyn gave the confused look again and tilt her head. "You just don't lie to your kids. That's not protecting them, its protecting yourself."
"Lily I know your mom cares," Lily assumed her brother told his wife what happened last night.
"No she doesn't. If she really cared, then she wouldn't had lied to me."
"I want you to do something for me. Imagine that you have a kid," Lily rolling her eyes, is she really doing this? "Humor me. Now if you and your kid were hungry and you had enough food to feed one of you, who would you give it too?"
"My kid," Lily replied as it was the most obvious answer.
"Okay. What about if you were in love with someone and that's your child's father, but they are known to be well… a villain. Would you tell the person and your child or not?"
"That's different," Lily argued knowing what Jocelyn was trying to do.
"Answer the question."
"Regina knew." Lily was starting to get angry.
"Answer the question," Jocelyn raised her voice. "Would you tell the other parent that you are going to have their baby and risk your child getting hurt in the crossfire or you not tell to try to protect them?" Lily remained quiet. She knew the obvious answer. She would protect her child no matter what. But she would tell them the truth. Lily remembered the day when she found out she was adopted. She was hurt that the people who she trusted the most lied to her. They kept the most important thing from her for sixteen years. She made a vow then that if she were to have a kid, she would be honest with them. The truth may hurt, but a lie hurts worse. That what hurt her the most when it came to her mother and Regina. They couldn't tell her the truth just like her adoptive parents.
"I know you're not a mother, but I can tell you that once I became one my life changed. I couldn't think about me, I had to think about Marcus and what's best for him. What Maleficent did was wrong, but not without reason. I don't know why she didn't tell you the truth, but I know it wasn't out of malice."
"How do you know? You've never met her."
"I know her because of Morgan. He talks about her and his father. I may have had never met either of them, but I know they are good people because they raised an amazing son," Lily could see that Jocelyn was sincere, she was really in love with her brother. "We have to go," Jocelyn walked out of the kitchen and Lily followed. "It's grocery day," she picked up her small grey purse that looked like it could only carry a wallet and phone. "Want to come?"
"I really want to talk to Morgan."
"Well he's at Sophia's shop," She picked up Marcus and headed towards the door. "He started working there today," Lily followed them out the front door.
"What the deal with her?" Lily asked as Jocelyn locked the front door. "I know she isn't Sophia so why lie about it?"
"I can't tell you. You would have to talk to her about it, but everything she does is with reason."
Enchanted Forest
It's been a week since Evie had broken the enchantment and it showed. She wasn't freezing nor hot. Nor was she clammy or sweaty. She still looked tired, but not as bad as the day before. Maleficent believed that in a few days' time, Evie would be back to her old self again. From the progress she had made within a day, Evie believed her.
Maleficent's servant had returned to the castle, informing Maleficent that Evie was fine. For that, Maleficent was glad. She was sure that Regina would eventually snoop around the cabin, but for now they are safe. Regina had left her home a few days prior when she found no trace of Evie. Maleficent wanted to wait a few days to make sure that Regina was not following her.
Once she knew it was safe to travel, Maleficent used her magic to appear in Evie's cabin. A grin slowly formed when she knew the young witch was engrossed in a book to even noticed her presence. Despite everything that was going on, Maleficent wanted this. No she didn't want Regina to descend into the darkness like she had, but this. She wanted someone to care for, a child. Though the pain for the loss of her son would always be there, she had healed. It was thanks to Regina and Evie. They were the closest thing she had to family. Maleficent thought about her ex-husband and how they wanted to have another child. Sadly, it never happened. Before they had a chance, Morgan was taken.
Regina once asked what did she think about when Maleficent would induce herself in her sleeping curse haze. Her family. Maleficent would go into a time where her family was alive, where her brother was no longer mad at her, where she and Marcus had a second child. Maleficent would imagine how her other child would look like. Would they have his hair and her eyes? Would they be mischievous as she was as a child or responsible like their father? Would they be a boy or girl?
Maleficent would never know. As she looked at Evie, Maleficent knew the only thing that was missing was Regina. The only thing she wanted was her queen back. Her and Evie would be enough for her. "How are you dear?" Maleficent made her presence known as she walked closer to Evie. Evie jumped a little from the bed as she was startled by Maleficent.
"Well," she looked up at Maleficent and closed her book. "Is everything all right? You've been gone a few days," Maleficent hearted warmed as she heard the concern in Evie's voice.
"Your mother came by," Maleficent sat on Evie's bed. "She's worried about you."
"You're going to make me go back?" Evie looked away, upset that she might go away again.
"No," Maleficent placed a hand on top of Evie's. "I can see that you're unhappy there. This is your home, you may come and go as you please. Just let Regina know that you are all right."
"Mal," Evie let out a sigh. "I know what the curse is. I know what it does," Maleficent felt that someone squeezed her heart and ripped it.
"Evie," Maleficent was upset that the girl would look for the curse after Maleficent had told her not to.
"Please let me speak. I want to cast it."
"No," Maleficent's voice went dark. Over her dead body would this girl cast the curse. Did she not know the consequences? Did she want to destroy everything she loved?
"Why not? It's everything I want. I want to leave here and have a fresh start with my mom, my sister, my grandfather, even you if you want to come with us. I want you to come with us," Evie begged.
"Do you know what the price is for casting such a curse? You didn't read that far did you?" Maleficent rose from the bed and walked away.
"No, I haven't gotten that far. All I know is that we go to a land with no magic. No memories about this life. We can start over. My mom doesn't have to be the Evil Queen anymore. You don't have to be the mistress of all evil. You can just be Mal. We can be happy," Maleficent didn't want to forget. Her life may have not been the happiest, but it was her. Every joy, every victory, heartbreak and sorrow was what made her Maleficent. She didn't want to forget that. She didn't want to forget her son.
"You stupid girl. Just because we're in a different world doesn't mean we will be happier. We're still the same people with or without magic. Don't you think it's true good to be true? Didn't you think about the consequences?" Maleficent turned and yelled at the girl.
"I know it won't be easy, but if the ingredients are that hard to find I know we can find them together."
"It's not hard to find," Maleficent scoffed. "It requires the heart that you love most."
"W-what?" Evie stuttered. Maleficent could see that Evie haven't read that part of the curse and continued.
"For something like that requires the greatest sacrifice that you are not ready to pay."
"I just wanted to start over. I wanted us to be happy," Evie whispered. Maleficent couldn't be there anymore and left. She understood where the girl was coming from, but would not allow her to cast the curse.
Storybrooke
Lily walked to the familiar shop. So much had changed since she first met the shop owner. So much had changed in the last few day. She looked up at the two story shop and pat her pocket in her jacket, feeling the stone Sophia had given her not even a week ago. She opened the door to reveal no one was there. Not in the main room at least. But someone was in the building. Lily could hear the voices. She followed the voices down the hallway to the back room. She knew who they belong to. It was her brother and Sophia. They were arguing about something, but Lily couldn't hear what. She moved closer to the doorway, but out of sight of either one of them. From what she could see, it looked like a storage room that contained more vials and potions with a door that let outside and a set of stairs.
"I have to get out of here," Lily saw Sophia throwing some vials into a bag.
"Sophie," Morgan let out a frustrated sigh.
"No. Don't you see this?" Sophia went into her brown jacket pocket and pulled something out. Lily jerked back as she saw Sophia had Evie's necklace. How in the world did she have that? The Evil Queen had it last. Why would Sophia need it? She didn't know Evie did she? "She knows the truth. She knows who I am," Sophia pointed to herself. "I have to get out of here," Sophia shoved the piece of jewelry back into her pocket and started packing again.
"I'm not going to let you run away," Morgan went around the table and grabbed Sophia by her arm.
"It's not running away," she pulled her arm away from him. "It's protecting everyone," She grabbed her bag and headed towards the stairs.
"We don't know what she's planning," Morgan followed Sophia up the stairs.
"Exactly," Lily followed her brother once she no longer saw him going up the stairs. "That's why I have to go. I trust you with our shop. I know it's in good hands."
"Will you forget about the shop? This is more important," Lily tensed up from the anger in her brother's voice. "You rebuilt it once we can do it again. I'm worried about you," Lily stayed hidden in the shadows, but could see what was going on thanks to a mirror that lean against the wall. A sense of dread went through Lily as if she shouldn't be there. As if this room was sacred. She had to fight every instinct to not leave her hiding spot. From what she could see, Lily had to guess this was Sophia's room. There was little to nothing in there. A wooden dresser and bed was all Lily could see.
"You don't need to worry about me," Sophia started to grab her clothes from the dresser and tossing them into her bag. "Worry about your family. They're important."
Morgan spun Sophia around and grabbed both of her shoulders, making her stop and look at him. "You're my family. You've been like my little sister for nearly thirty years," Lily's heart broke as she saw this was hurting her brother.
"Like is the relative term," Sophia pushed his arms away from her. "You have a little sister. You have to take care of her. For the both of us," Sophia whispered the last part. Lily wasn't sure if she heard correctly. Why would Sophia care about her? But Lily couldn't dwell on it long as Sophia walked away from Morgan.
"She's your sister too Evelyn," Morgan followed, frustrated at his stubborn friend. However, Lily barely noticed. What was he talking about? Evie was dead.
"I asked you not to call you that," Sophia growled. "I haven't been Evie in three decades. I'm not starting today," Lily's blood ran cold. No it couldn't be. Evie was dead. Lily's mother, the Evil Queen, and Regina had said so. It couldn't be true. No, Morgan wouldn't keep this from her. She was his sister.
"I know you. I know it's more than the Evil Queen knows who you are. What aren't you telling me? What is going on?" Morgan asked, trying to reason with the young witch. But it would never happen as Sophia froze. Realization hit Lily as she knew Sophia saw her.
"Lily," Morgan turned around. His eyes grew wide as he realized that she was there. This was too much for her, Lily had to leave. They were liars just like her adopted parents. They wanted to keep secrets from her. well they can keep it, Lily didn't want it. Any of it. She didn't want a family full of liars.
"Lily," Morgan yelled out for her, but she didn't heed his call. Lily continued to run down the stair and out the back door. Lily didn't had time to admire the garden Sophia, no Evie, had grown. She wanted to go away. She wanted to disappear.
Well... that was interesting. Lily now knows. So what do you guys think? What will happen? Tell me what you guys think in the box below. And if you haven't favorite and follow this story and I will see you soon.