A twist in time: OUAT fan fiction

"Grace?"

Rapunzel/Grace did not reply. She knelt down to place two red roses on Zelina's grave.

"Roses were her favorite flower,"

She murmured.

Emma wrapped her arm around Grace's. There was silence.

"Can I ask you something?"

"Anything."

"Was she really your mother?"

Grace looked away. A moment of silence went by.  Finally,

"No."

Emma looked down at the grave, then back at Grace. Her voice was barely audible, even in the silence.

"I thought she was, for the longest time. She wanted me to."

"How did you find out she wasn't?"

"I know what love is, Emma. I've never been like that with anyone. When people saw me, they were frightened. They knew who I was; I saw it in their eyes. They knew."

"We are both orphans now, then."

Grace looked at her.

"But you found your parents. I've lost them. Every day I have lost them. Don't you see? They don't know us. They don't look at us as their children anymore. We are still just orphans."

Emma looked back at the grave, then at Grace again.

"Do you really believe that?"

"I want to find my real parents, Emma," Grace replied, "But I'm afraid of hoping for something that might never happen."

Chapter One:

Five Years ago...

"Rapunzel!"

Fifteen-year old Rapunzel looked out into the starry night. A familiar green lady awaited at the foot of her tower.

With a cloud of green smoke, she teleported into the tower.

"Zelina," Rapunzel greeted her with a curtsy.

"My dear child, why are you so glum?"

Zelina cupped Rapunzel's chin. Rapunzel's eyes filled with tears.

"I don't like being stuck in here all day. I miss my mum and dad. I think I'm going to go mad if I stay any longer."

Zelina's eyes narrowed.

"Ungrateful brat!"

She pushed Rapunzel down.

"You are never to speak of your parents. Rapunzel, they are dead and gone and over with. Be grateful you aren't."

Rapunzel's blood roared.

"No! I'm not! I think I'd rather be dead! You never tell me anything! I don't even know who parents were!!"

The green witch's blue eyes boiled. She slapped the girl along her jaw. Wordlessly, she kicked and beat her black and blue. Finally she stopped, the moonlight casting a glow over her cheeks. Her face was radiant in hot white anger. Zelina's chest heaved as she caught her breath. The girl slowly looked up. Her lip bled from her flawless pale skin.

"I will find out what happened to my parents," She snarled through gritted teeth. "And you won't keep me here forever!"

The Wicked Witch of the West disappeared in a cloud of green smoke.

Present

Two boys stepped out on the sandy beaches of neverland.

"We've finally succeeded. Tamara and Greg are on the western beach with Henry as we speak."

The second boy looked over at the first.

"Then I shall gather the lost boys to collect our property?"

The other looked away, troubled.

"Peter Pan. What is troubling you?"

"Not what, Felix...but whom."

The one known as Felix was dressed in a brown cape. The boy next to him, dressed in vibrant greens and shades of forest, suddenly crumpled to his knees, letting out a cry of pain.

"Pan? What's happening?"

Pan pushed Felix away.

"Go! Leave me!"

Felix hesitated, then silently darted into the undergrowth.

Pan breathes heavily, watching the horizon. Then, as if on cue, a quite familiar ship burst out of the water. Pan's thick eyebrows knit together at his brow. He ponded the sand with his clenched fist.

"NO!"

Pain erupted from his dark heart again. He knew neverland was dying, he knew he was dying. But he also knew Tamara and Greg would not fail him. Henry would be his yet.

Chapter 2:

Rapunzel blew out all of the candles, one by one. She finally was in complete darkness, and the moonlight from the window illuminated the tile floor of her isolated tower. Rapunzel perched herself on the stone window frame and looked into the sky. It was a clear night, and stars scattered the deep blue sky. Rapunzel closed her eyes.

"I wish..."

Her eyebrows narrowed in concentration.

"I wish I was free. I promise I will never complain ever again, and I will never cause any problems."

She opened her eyes hopefully. The silence dragged on, and she drifted into a deep, dreamless sleep.

Killian Jones, better known as Captain Hook, found his eyes once again traveling over to his ex-rival. Her name was Emma Swan. A beautiful piece of artwork this one was, with a stomach for the sea and tongue for a good swig of rum. The edges of his lips curved into a smile. What a woman. Emma got up abruptly and watched as the shores of Neverland came closer. Killian angled the ship's wheel and got up to stand next to her.

"Well, Love, I told you I'd get you here, come hell of high waters."

Emma looked at him sarcastically.

"Listen, mate, I'm here for my son. Not for anyone else."

Hook sighed with a coy smile.

"Of course, princess."

Emma rolled her eyes and walked away.

Killian didn't know why she got to him so much, but right then he was sure of one thing-no matter what Emma thought, he would win her heart.