Author's note: I don't own the Labyrinth or Once Upon a Time. If I did, there would be a second Labyrinth movie with a young David Bowie in it. Give this fanfic a chance... ;) It's different but everything, will be explained in the next chapter. :)
~ Griffin
Chapter One: To Wish Away...
Henry was desperate to see Emma. Why did the Evil Queen have to take away everything that he loved? Lately, he found himself wondering what life would be like if he had never lived with Regina.
"Leave me alone!" He screeched at Regina.
"Don't you dare talk to me like that, I'm your Mother!"
His cruel laugh echoed throughout their large home.
"My Mother? You must be joking!"
Regina gapped at him. Usually Henry was a calm, well behaved child.
"I hate you! I wish that... the goblins would take you away… right, now!"
Regina scoffed at him, "Really, Henry? Are goblins one of those fantasies that you have created? Why would the goblins take me away?"
He ignored her and stomped off to his room.
"Henry!"
He slammed his bedroom door.
'Wishing for goblins to take the Evil Queen away? Really? How childish am I?' Henry angrily thought.
He should have remained calm. None of the junk that had been spouting from Regina's lips had been anything new. He closed his eyes and tried to calm down. Once he felt slightly calmer, he opened his eyes and found that his world had gone black. He couldn't see a thing.
He couldn't even hear Regina yelling at him.
"Regina?" He hesitantly called out as he slowly left his bedroom door.
He didn't dare try to walk down the stairs in the dark and unfortunately, he could hear something breathing heavily in the dark beside him.
"Boo!" A feminine voice whispered in his ear.
He jumped and heard himself scream for help.
Feminine laughter echoed around him.
"No one will hear you," the voice chortled.
His eyes frantically searched the dark for the source of the laughter.
"Let's shed a little light on everything," the voice said with a giggle.
He felt frozen with fright. The voice sounded crazy. He heard the voice snap her fingers and suddenly the room was filled with tiny blue balls of light. A woman stood before him.
She had chocolate brown eyes that looked tormented and her green eye shadow glittered randomly in the light. Her curly brown hair looked like a bird had nested in it. She wore a dress that vaguely reminded Henry of the many Princesses in his book. The dress was torn and tattered, in more places than Henry could count.
"Begging your pardon, Ma'am?" He hesitantly asked her.
A bloodthirsty grin appeared upon her face.
"So polite," she mockingly purred.
"Ma'am, who are you?"
Henry had taken a metaphorical leap. He could only pray that it didn't get him killed. For a minute, she ignored him.
"I can feel his magic. Why here?" She muttered.
Henry just stared at her. He hoped that he wouldn't need to remind the woman of the question that he had just asked her.
"I, my dear boy, have been called many names but, to you, I am the Goblin Queen," she flamboyantly told him.
He gulped.
"Pardon, my Queen," he carefully began, "but I am still confused by… everything."
She thoughtfully looked at him. At that moment, Henry thought that she almost appeared normal.
"You wished away your… lovely Stepmother to… well, me!" She happily announced.
Henry felt horrified.
"Truly?" He asked her.
"I never lie," she slyly told him.
"What will happen to her?"
"If no one runs my Labyrinth, she will become a goblin."
"And if I wanted her back?"
"Do you truly want her back," she carefully asked him.
He thought about it. Maybe he could live with Emma if Regina never came back?
"You wouldn't want her."
"I receive the Wished Away. I do not get to pick and choose those that I want," she replied with a crooked grin.
"In another life, she was an Evil Queen," he warned.
"I'd steal her memories away," the woman replied with a wink.
"She may be needed later."
"Why? You think that you will miss your Mommy," she cruelly mocked.
"This whole town has lost their memories of an old... life, their real life. Regina stole their memories away," he eagerly told her.
His story caught the attention of the woman.
"A crazy boy? The Labyrinth would find this amusing to watch," she muttered.
Henry thought that she sounded annoyed.
"I'm not crazy!"
"Prove it," she firmly ordered.
"Things like this can't be proved," Henry claimed.
She considered his words and then nodded.
"That's true," she reluctantly admitted.
"Do you believe me?" he begged.
"Who am I to disbelieve or believe?" she dryly announced.
"Do I need to run the Labyrinth to get her back?" He reluctantly asked her.
"What do you dream of," the woman randomly asked him.
"Well, I dream of living with Emma," he began.
"I can make that happen."
He paused at that. He truly wanted to live with his real Mother.
"It will happen eventually," he reluctantly told her.
"You just hope that you will eventually live with her," she taunted, "I can make it happen."
"I just need to have a little faith."
"Maybe."
"What if I am… unsure if I want Regina back?" Henry asked the woman.
She scowled at him.
"The Labyrinth is not a hotel!"
"Surely the circumstances of this incident are different from the ones that you usually deal with," Henry prodded.
"They are," she reluctantly replied, "I could… no."
"Is there a rule that you could bend?" Henry begged.
She glared at him.
"Fine," she grumbled.
"Thank you?"
"Find me the Goblin King," she ordered Henry.
"The Goblin King?"
"Boy, don't you read? You have… a week to find me the Goblin King," she scornfully replied.
"What does he look like?"
"I no longer know," she plaintively grumbled.
"Then how will I find him? Is he even in this town?"
"Would I send a kid out into this dangerous world?" She scornfully asked him.
"I wouldn't know," He quietly told her.
"Smart boy," she replied with a wink.
A small red book magically appeared. Her slender fingers gently held the book before she shoved the book into him.
"Take the book," she fiercely ordered.
He reluctantly took it from her.
"Clue number one and your clue number two is that he… Never mind. You are a smart boy. I don't need to hand you everything on a platter. Just find me the Goblin King!"
"What will I get if I find him?" Henry asked her.
She growled at him. Henry froze with fear. She laughed.
"You'll get… time to decide." She told him with a giggle.
When her giggles died off she looked at him thoughtfully.
"Don't tell anyone about our deal," she playfully warned him.
"All right," he agreed.
And then, she was gone. Henry had the feeling that she would check up on him and so he immediately began to read the little red book.