Author Notes: 1:
I DO NOT own Once Upon a Time
, it's characters, or storyline. Once Upon a Time
, story and characters, is owned by both Edward Kitsis and Adam Horowitz. I DO own Eiry Meagher, her story, and the art for this story - be it commissioned or my own.2: Bold-italic
phrases will indicate Eiry's thoughts or the thoughts of others while in their point of view. Italic-underlined
phrases will indicate when the Spirits of Neverland are making contact with someone. Anytime you see "()" it will indicate when Eiry is reliving a memory. When you see "..." it means the point-of-view has shifted to another character.3:
"Those Days are Gone" by DC3 - Kyle Massey, Maiara Walsh, and Jason Dolly - from Disney's Cory in the House
18.) Better Step it UpSeems we share some common ground... Who would have thought?
Those days are gone, [all] I know. The world [it] won't stop spinning, till I take control, and leave it all behind. [I'll] make it [out] on my own. I'll be what I thought I couldn't find. But all I know [is] those days are gone.
I could feel the anger towards her foster father building inside me. "From violence came - he tried to..." It would seem the young woman was struggling to say what she wanted to say. I had no idea where this was headed but something within me told me that it wasn't pleasant. "Rape me." If looks could kill, this girl would be dead on the floor from the sheer intensity of my gaze. She seemed to feel a bit relieved to talk about it, which put me a little at ease. "After I ran away from my foster home, I found that I had somehow came across a wormhole - an invisible portal - which had brought me to the Enchanted Forest. After wandering aimlessly, I came to a dirt road and was almost trampled by a horse. Snow's horse. David came riding up, after realizing that Snow had stopped riding - she had done so because she was worried about me and my well-being. At first, David didn't trust me, he thought that I was a pawn sent by Regina to lower Snow White's defenses. To earn her trust and then break her. They argued briefly before I made a proposition. A test. If I stayed with them for three months, and gave them any kind of reason to doubt me, I would leave their kingdom and never return. If I had proven myself to be who I claimed, they would allow me to stay in their kingdom." It would seem as though she is reliving the past as she's telling me her story.
My thought was proven true when her dark pink lips were graced with a smile. "They accepted my offer and, a week later, David accepted me. Trusted me. It was then that Snow had managed to convince David to welcome me to be part of their family. So, the simple way of answering your question is: I am their first daughter. Adopted but loved just as much as my sister." She finished explaining as her gaze turned to me, her smile strengthening. That explains a lot.
I thought with an unconscious nod. "I'm Rie Meagher, by the way." I felt my heart stop. Not the same Rie Meagher I have to -
The young woman, who I had just learned was Snow White's adopted daughter, offered her hand for a handshake. I let loose a gentle chuckle, hiding the building tension within me.
"I'm sorry, how silly of me not to say it sooner, I'm Zelena." Like silk, my name fell from my lips. I sent Rie a warm smile. "I will be midwifing for your mother, as you may well know." I informed only to earn a nod as her response. "Snow White has proven, time and time again, that she is an incredibly lucky woman." I hadn't intended to say that out loud. Seems this girl has drawn out my honesty.
Internally I frowned at the thought. Rie sent me a curious stare, no doubt wondering what I meant by my statement. She's a curious little thing.
I couldn't bite the chuckle that was drawn out by the thought. "She has quite the family." Now she understood. Her face flushed ever-so-slightly but stared beyond me.
"Without Snow, I would have been in Neverland, and married to Peter Pan, that much sooner." Rie muttered as she looked down to her shaking hands. Peter Pan.
I remembered the name all-too-well. There's no doubt that she knows him a lot better than I do.
A shudder claimed her body. He seemed pretty passionate about Rie, obsessed even...
I felt all the color fade from my face. And to think, I made a deal with him.
I shook my head and looked to the clock that hung on my wall.
"I hate to do this, Rie, but I need to go somewhere. You should try to rest more." I draped my coat over my body. Seems she was thrown off by my statement. I waved a small farewell and left through the door. As soon as the door closed, I leaned against it. A deal is a deal.
I heaved a heavy sigh recalling my encounter with Peter Pan.
In front of me was a teenage boy with brown hair and exhausted, yet annoyed, blue-grey eyes. His apparel consisted of dark green shades and that of deep earthy browns. His arms crossed his chest. "Adults aren't permitted in Neverland, I suggest you leave." He warned. I scoffed and rolled my eyes at him.
"I will leave once I have what I came for." I stated bitterly. The boy suddenly disappeared only to reappear in front of me. His magic seemed much more darker than mine was, proving himself to be a dangerous opponent.
"Speak." He demanded.
"I need to know how to retrieve the Dark One. I have plans and I need the Dark One to do so. And you, from what I was told, know how to do so." I shrugged my shoulders. Though he is a powerful adversary, I'm not frightened by a mere boy.
The boy then let loose a dark, cruel laugh. I narrowed my eyes in frustration.
"And WHY would I want to help you?!" He barked.
"Is there nothing you would change from your past?" I hinted which earned a curious gaze from the boy.
"Yes. Several. What's that got to do with anything?" It seemed I had his attention. But being a pubescent boy, I wondered how long I could keep it.
"I'm planning to cast a portal spell so I can change an event in the past." The boy seemed to be greatly amused. Though he failed to hide it. A time portal may have never been successful but I intend to change that.
"I know who I will be targeting in order to collect the required ingredients to make it successful." I let loose a sigh when he seemed to become impatient with my subtlety. "I need the Dark One's brain - well a symbol of it - and I need him to be freed in order to do so." This boy seemed to be struggling with something internally. Whatever.
"If you tell me how to retrieve him from the Dark One's cell, I will make sure one of the things you want changed so badly, will be done." The more I went on, he was assuring me an answer. Admittedly, I was becoming impatient myself. Why can't he accept and then ask questions?
"Very well, but you must convince me that, no matter what, that portal spell WILL happen." I understand everyone wants to change something from the past, but he must REALLY want it. Almost as bad as I do.
What did I care, though, especially if I ended up getting what I wanted.
"In addition to a symbol of the Dark One's brain, I will be gathering the symbol of Prince Charming's courage, the heart of Regina, and a child - Prince Charming and Snow White's second child. A baby born of true love." A product of true love. True love is, after all, the strongest magic of all.
He must have been thrown off by that ingredient, or at the very least he didn't expect it.
"In order to awaken the Dark One, a life must be sacrificed at the Dark One's crypt - a life for a life, so-to-speak." He spoke simply. I know he was interested but how much was the question. "Now leave."
"Before I do," I mentioned earning a glare from the boy. "What, exactly, do you want?" The teen looked away from me and glared to the ground, as if trying to think on the situation he would choose. Or at least I thought that was the case...
"A woman named Rie Meagher. I wish for her to be brought to me three hundred and thirty-five years in the past." He clenched his fist but I cocked a brow. A woman?
"Our fates are intertwined and I promised myself that she would be mine once more." I shook my head. If that's what he wants.
"Very well, Peter Pan, you have yourself a deal." I lifted my dress and clicked the heels of the silver shoes together. A green mist surrounded me and I found myself back in Oz.
I mentally debated about stopping my plans just to stop Peter Pan from getting his hands on Rie. I glanced to the door. I had gained a respect for her, Hell I started caring for her. I shook my head to silence such madness. Sorry Rie. This isn't personal but I've been waiting for this for too long...
I went to retrieve Rumpelstiltskin before my showdown with my sister.
"What does she want with my sword?" I heard my adopted father, David, wonder.
"It's not your sword she's collected. It's your courage." Regina informed with a heavy sigh. I flutter my eyes open and look over to the door. Seems my dad was with the others. What the. Hell. Did I miss?
"How is that even possible?" Emma asked the mayor.
"I'm sure he's still courageous, Regina." My adopted mother, Snow White, mentioned. The sword doesn't make the man, the actions do.
I yawned and stretched only to fall off the window sill. How graceful.
I thought bitterly. "Eiry, are you alright?" The short-haired woman inquired. I laughed nervously but bore a grin.
"I'm fine, I'm just a klutz when I wake up. You should remember that." I teased.
"Getting back to the matter at hand, Charming's sword is the symbol of courage. It is a ingredient in a spell. But the question is, what spell and what does she plan to do with it." Regina muttered as she looked past my adopted father. There is something she isn't sharing with the lot of us.
I frowned a bit at the thought.
"If we're going to prepare ourselves for what Zelena has in store for us, I should learn to better my magic." Emma mumbled, indirectly hinting to Regina that she would appreciate some training. I giggled at this. Regina's curious gaze went from Emma and landed on me.
"Please, Regina?" I pouted. "Emma could REALLY use the help." Emma sent a playful glare in regards to my teasing. Regina roller her eyes.
"Very well." She huffed in defeat. Victory!
I thought with a squeal of delight, which ended up being a lot louder than I intended. "We start tomorrow." With that said, Regina turned to leave. You just messed with the wrong family, Zelena.