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1 - Life Changing Deal

Princess Red Thief

Part 2

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Peaking my head through the treeline I saw the large castle in front of me. I ran straight for the nearest window reaching inside my cloak drawing a sword I stole from the soldiers armor outside my chambers. Swinging it against the glass it shattered when I ducked my head so it didn't get in my eyes. Climbing through the window I dropped down on my knees inside the castle. "Okay, now where's that dagger?"

Heading over to the cabinets filled with objects I began rummaging around for the specific blade in question. I started throwing books and other things on the ground until one of the globs shattered onto the floor and a voice called out behind me. "Looking for something specific are you, dearie?"

"Show yourself, beast." I draw the sword I used on the window holding it out in front of myself for defense.

A Purple cloud of smoke appeared in front of me. "Here I am, dearie." The figure in front of me had curly brown hair and scaly skin. He was dressed in leather and snake skins.

"What are you? Are you the one they call Rumple...Rumplestiltskin?" I questioned tightening my grip on the blade handle.

The figure giggles performing an over the rope bow. "Indeed I am Rumplestilskin. Now who are you and why so foolish to try and steal from the Dark One?"

"My name is Everly. My parents are Princess Abigail and Prince Frederick." I explained to him moving towards the long table that was in the center of the room.

The dark one clicked his tongue putting his fingers together. "Ah yes I recognize the princess's name. She and King George's son are supposed to wed through a deal I help arrange. But that doesn't explain why you've tried to steal from me."

"I am here because I am a threat to my kingdom." Placing my freehand on the table my palm turned red and I could feel the magic running through my fingertips. The cabinet behind me that had seen through glass suddenly shattered into a million pieces at my feet. "I have an uncontrollable amount of power even though neither of my parents were born with magic."

He nodded, waving his fingers at me. "And you needed my dagger to force me to help you control it."

"I do apologize, Rumplestilskin. I wouldn't dare steal from someone who is declared so powerful if I was not so desperate for a solution to this. I wish to help my mother free my father from his golden prison but I can't do that if this ability or curse isn't kept at bay."

"Magic is not always a curse, Red Thief." He stepped closer to me snapping his fingers and a silver dagger appeared in his grasp. He showed me that his name was engraved on the blade. "I will help you if you choose to embrace your power."

I fired back knowing the rumors that members across kingdoms had spread about him. He used only dark magic and was notorious for making deals with the most desperate types of people. "What do you want in return from me? I know you always want something back for a price."

"I'll enchant your cloak given that I do rather like the color red on you. Once it is enchanted you and I will be connected consciously. You will help me with my deals and the customers that are connected with them."

"What do you mean like if someone breaks a deal with you you'll make me kill them?" I questioned hearing the darkness in his voice.

Rumplestilskin smirked. "I'll decide what fate I wish to bestow on them. Now do you accept my offer or not?"

"I don't know if I can go through with this, Dark One. Ahhh!" I screamed bumping into one of the curtain covered windows seeing my palm turn red again but this time the curtain caught on fire.

Rumple snickers at me. "It appears you don't have any other option here, Red Thief."

"My name is Everly." I corrected him even though I probably shouldn't since he could turn me into a bug and kill me easily if he so wished.

He stepped closer where I shifted the hood of my cloak since it was blocking my view. Our eyes met and I could see he had deep brown eyes. "So long as you work for me I can call you whatever I wish. Unless you think you can find help through someone else."

"I suppose I will. So I'll take your deal." Extending my hand I paused unsure if I would hurt him if I touched him.

He grasps my small hand in his larger one. "We have a deal, Red Thief."

Resting my chin in the palm of my hand I kept scanning my eyes over the paperwork that was in front of me. I had been doing the storage inventory for the pawnshop for as long as I could remember. In my opinion every object had a story that needed to be told rather than just sitting in the dusty old store. But that wasn't what my boss believed. He thinks there's a price of money for everything. "Let's see the unicorn chandelier, tea set and red cloak are all accounted for. Wait red cloak, I didn't see that here."

"It has to be here. It has to be here. If it isn't he will dock my pay." I frantically began searching around every cabinet in the shop not finding the piece of clothing anywhere.

The store bell rang making me shriek running back to my desk in the back room trying to play it cool. The curtain got pushed open and Mr. Gold stepped inside the room. "How has the inventory gone tonight?"

"Uh, pretty good. How was your walk?" I asked him tapping my fingers on the desk nervously, hoping he didn't notice.

His brown, almost chocolate eyes focused on my gaze. "You seem nervous, Eve. Any particular reason why?"

"No reason. Just wishing to be done with work for the evening, sir." I lied to him.

He sent me a half smile revealing a bag from behind his back in his other hand that wasn't holding onto the cane he used to walk with since he had a limp. "It wouldn't have anything to do with the fact that you realized this was missing?" He drew something from the bag and I gasped seeing a red cloak fall down while he held it up in front of me.

"I....I....um. Sir, I am sorry. I thought I had accounted for everything. I don't know how it ever left the shop." I began panicking, running my fingers through my hair that I had left loosely.

Mr. Gold chuckles breaking the intense silence that I was feeling in the pit of my stomach. "Calm down, lass. I saw that it was dirty so I took it to the cleaners. Figured it should look in better shape before I gave it to you."

"Oh god that's a relief." Putting a hand over my forehead I sighed in relief. "Wait a minute. Give it to me, why would you do that?"

Gold moved forward offering me his freehand after he laid it on my desk briefly. Putting my hand in his I allowed him to help me get to my feet. "I saw that it was your size from the looks of it one day. And no one in this town has claimed it so I thought it shouldn't go to waste. May I?" He gestured holding it up and opened it in his hands.

"Sure...thank you this wasn't really necessary." I turned around putting my back to his front feeling him place the fabric on my shoulders.

Gold smiled when I spun around so he could clasp the front pins together. "Perfect fit, dear. Just like I had thought. Now don't you worry about paying me for it. It's on the house."

"Thank you, sir." I smiled looking up to meet his gaze since he was slightly taller than me.

He waved a finger in my face grabbing a hold of his cane prepared to leave to collect the town's rent. "I told you to either call me Adam or just Gold. Now come, we have money to collect."

"Understand, Gold." I nodded wearing the red cloak since it was quite cold outside. I followed after my boss and we drove out to our stops finding leaving the inn as our final one for the evening.

Granny, the owner of the inn, spoke as we walked up the wooden stairs. "Now, what's the name?"

Opening the door, Gold and I came face to face with a blonde woman wearing a bright red jacket that I had never seen before in this town. Meaning she must be someone new which hadn't happened for 28 years if I had done my math correctly. The woman spoke her name, giving me a name to go with the new face. "Swan. Emma Swan."

Gold responds to her squeezing my hand in his and I could have sworn I heard him say something else but in a completely different voice. "Emma. What a lovely name....Red Thief."

"Did you hear someone say Red Thief?" Looking at my boss I raised a brow at him confusedly swearing that I had heard something.

He shrugged his shoulders not saying anything yet I saw some light in his eyes where he had recognized something in this room but just wasn't going to share it with me. He shifted his gaze over to the elderly woman. Granny passes Mr. Gold a roll of bills. "It's all here."

"Yes, yes, of course it is, dear. Thank you. You enjoy your stay...Emma." Gold put it away in his suit pocket touching the door handle, opening it once more calling out to me. "Eve?"

"I'm coming, sorry." I paused standing behind the blonde woman while I ran my freehand over the red fabric that I was holding on my other arm feeling like I had seen it before.

Shaking my head I pulled myself from the trance that I was in following him outside being able to hear the conversation between the girls still inside. "Who's that?" Emma asked.

Ruby peaked out the window seeing me still standing on the front porch. "Mr. Gold. He owns this place."

"The inn?" Emma asked more.

Granny reached down in the drawer pulling out a key. "No, the town. So, how long will you be with us?

"A week. Just a week." She responded.

Granny handed her the key. "Welcome to Storybrooke."

"So who is the woman that is with him if you don't mind me asking?" Emma held the key in her hands heading towards the staircase to go check out her room.

Rudy closed the curtain focusing on the new women. "I don't know if this is true or not. But most people in this town have only seen her with him. She's worked for him for years. I think she was abducted by him or something."

"Rudy!" Granny snapped at her granddaughter. "What makes you think such a thing?"

The girl put a hand on her hip. "Maybe it's the fact that she doesn't talk to anyone else in this town. She's only ever seen with him or doing small jobs for him. That's just strange to me."

"I'm sorry for my granddaughters crazy theories. Enjoy your time here, Ms. Swan." Granny ended the conversation before things went further. Emma went up the stairs and I ran down the stairs meeting Gold at his old car. We drove past the clock tower and I couldn't believe I saw the hands move.

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countrymusiclover · 21 days ago

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23 - Fight for our Lives part 1

Part 24

Princess Red Thief

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Storybrooke

Currently Rumplestilskin was leaning against his cane while sitting on the cot in the back room of his pawnshop feeling somewhat better to be around magic but he wasn’t cured either. Snow stood before him in the room holding a candle he asked her to get that had one white end and the other end was black there she held in her hands. “You’re not getting any better, are you?”

“The candle can save me. There’s nothing else.”

Snow reminded the man knowing Cora had given it to her when she pretended to be the Blue Fairy. “ I wouldn’t use this to save my own mother. What makes you think I would use it for you?”

“Because you’re all grown up now. And for once, our interests are aligned.”

She mumbled to herself. “She dies instead of you.”

“I know you can do this. I know you want to do this.” He looked up at the princess.

“There’s no coming back from murder.”

Rumple responded sharply back to her. “And there’s no coming back from death, either. And that’s what will happen to your loved ones.”

Snow slowly stepped up to him holding the candle. “Even if I were to do this… The candle only works if you whisper the victim’s name over them.”

“The heart will do.” Rumple gripped his cane in his hand.

“Cora’s heart – it’s not in her body.”

Rumple explained to the princess baring his teeth together once he finished. “Use the candle, curse the heart. And then… Here comes the tricky part. You have to put the heart back inside Cora’s body. She will die, and I will live.”

“There’s another way. I get Cora’s heart, I control her and make her do the right thing, and I let you die. Takes care of two evils at once.” Snow suggested eyeing the dark one who looked to be getting worse by the minute.

“I’m just imagining poor Henry’s face when he finds out that you killed his grandpa.” Rumple bent his head down knowing he would guilt trip the princess before him with her grandmother. “There’s also something else you don’t know. If I die, so will Everly.”

Emma enters the back room seeing the pair in a deep conversation. “I drew the invisible line. I…think. What now? You cast a protection spell?”

He shakes his head no, giving Snow White a weak look. “No, no. You’re going to do that for me. I’m relying on you - I know you wouldn’t let another kid grow up without their parents like Emma did.” Snow parted her lips, nearly breaking down in heavy sobs at his words before she slipped out of the room with the candle hidden inside her coat.

Emma made a confused expression. “I can’t cast a spell. I can spell ‘spell’.”

“You can. It’s in you.” He encourages her.

Emma asked him in a joking manner. “How? Here? Like, from my brain?”

“Just try.” He whispered weakly.

Emma closes her eyes and concentrates, but nothing happens which makes him raise his voice in frustration. “Stop thinking! Conjuring magic is not intellectual endeavor. It’s emotion. You must ask yourself, ‘why am I doing this? Who am I protecting?’ Feel it.”

Emma closed her eyes a second time before she and the dark one felt a difference in the air surrounding the shop meaning it had worked. “Good girl. Very good girl.”

“Rumplestilskin!” Emma and the dark one shifted their gaze to the new voice from a very angry woman that had entered the shop. The curtain was thrown opened with the blonde woman storming in and carrying a car seat with two sleeping babies inside of it. “We need to talk right now!”

Rumple coughed in a weak state. “Things are rather complicated right now, Abigail.”

“Complicated how. Why aren’t you all looking for a way to bring my daughter back to Storybrooke?”

The dark one blinked through tears running his freehand through his hair. “Abigail I’m sorry to be blunt about this but if I die so will your daughter. I gave her part of my immortality so they have to save me before we can bring her home.”

“My gosh. What kind of things is my daughter facing right now” The princess set the babies down covering her mouth with her hands crying at the thought. Rumple laid his head back hating to feel powerless in this moment to bring the woman he loved back home.

Everly’s pov

Entering a tent that Alice had set up in the area we had met my daughter in. I had done what I could to cover the wound with cloth and rope so I didn’t bleed out too quickly while we gathered the object we needed to create a portal back to Storybrooke. Hearing footsteps approaching behind me I glanced over my shoulder seeing it was my daughter. “I sent Alice out in search of magic to open a portal. How are you feeling now?”

“Why didn’t you go with her? I don’t need you to babysit me. I’ve been through much worse than this. And to answer your question I’ll be fine for now. As long as I can still move around and talk then we’re fine.”

My daughter shakes her head with a chuckle. “Now I see where I get my stubbornness from. I didn’t want to leave you alone. I know you have more questions and we haven't given you too many answers to them.”

“Why did this Zelena person go after your brother and Alice?” Was the first question that came to mind.

Valerie went to respond until she could hear someone coming up to the tent where she rushed outside and I followed thinking it was Alice. We halted in our tracks seeing a guy with curly brown hair coming towards us. “Valerie!” He called her name and the second he was closer I saw he had deep brown eyes meaning he could only be.

“Archer! What the devil are you doing here?”

She ran forward embracing him in a bear hug while he buried his fingers into his sister's hair given the fact that she was shorter than him. “I come see you everyday. I know this is when Alice roams the woods. Why has something changed?”

“No, she's out looking for something. There's just someone new here who needs our help.” My daughter pulled away looking over her shoulder in my direction and her brother followed her gaze.

He asked softly under his breath. “Val, why does that woman look so familiar?”

“Because - because she's our mother from a place called Storybrooke.” She answered him.

I felt my mouth drop opened the second he began walking over in my direction. Archer scanned over my body and I imagined that I didn’t fit the dress attire for this realm. He was dressed in some thick clothing and a brown cloak draped over his shoulders. “If you’re really my mother answer me this, why did you name me Archer?”

“Because one of my greatest friends is named Robin Hood. He’s amazing with a bow and arrow. That’s why I named you after his skill.”

Archer nodded with a proud smile embracing me instantly after he had gotten the correct answer. “Hi mom from Storybrooke. Can you tell what this realm is like? Is it similar to the Enchanted Forest or Wonderland?” I clutched my hands into the fabric of his clothes till he asked me some questions.

“It would take some time to explain. The simple answer is it’s in a land that doesn’t have magic, unless you are inside the town line.” I broke the embrace with my son noting that he very much resembles his father more than he does me. “I need to ask you something though. What do you know about opening a portal to another land from here?”

Valerie sharply turned drawing out a dagger from her belt attached around her hip. “Someone’s here.”

“I think I’ve found a way home for the Storybrooke princess - Archer. You - you can’t be here.” Alice ran through the small bushes halting in her tracks, throwing her curly blonde hair once she had seen a specific person standing a few feet away from her.

Archer spun around on his boots. I could see the joy that crossed his face yet it slowly disappeared when Alice went to take a few steps forward in his direction. “Alice, I’m happy to see you-“

“I’ve missed you, Arch. But we can’t come any closer or you’ll die.” Alice weakly responds with heavy tears in her eyes once seeing he was with us.

Touching my son’s shoulder I gave the pair a sympathetic look. “Alice told me about this curse. I’m truly sorry I don’t know a way to fix this.”

“It’s okay, mom. Alice and I know how close we can get before we start hurting the other. But we need to focus on getting you home. What did you find, Alice?”

She sighed heavily reaching inside her bag that she had hanging across her body. “I don’t know if it will work since it’s cracked. But this is the original way I came to this realm.” She held up a golden round mirror that had a slight crack on the top of the mirror glass.

Gently taking it from her hands Valerie and Archer kept their distance behind me while I was standing near the realm jumper girl. “I’ll take the risk. I refuse to let anything bad happen to me, my lover or our children.” Looking over my shoulder smiling bravely at my twins.

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