Sorry for the wait. I've just had so much work, but I finally got this part done.
Disclaimer: None of Once Upon a Time is mine.
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I spent the next twenty years finding a way to bring my husband back. I search high and low across realms for a solution. I needed to undue this horrible mistake that he committed. I went to the caterpillar in Wonderland, a genie in Agrabah, and the doctors of a world of black and white, yet nobody could help me. Using the flask of true love, I can travel across the realms. Finally, I ended up in the Enchanted Forest again.
I was walking through the forest when I came across a cottage that had never been there before. It was small and close to the ground made of thatch and straw. A small plume of smoke rising from the talk. I could sense magic exuding from it in every way. It screamed of power, but a power that I had never sensed before. I walked closer, and I felt happy, more happy than I had felt in a long time. The scent of warm chocolate chip cookies washed over me, and I smiled. I opened the door of the house, and there was nothing in there. It was empty except for a small table with three books on it. There wasn't even a fire place where the smoke could be coming from.
I walked towards the books and saw a small piece of parchment folded on top. The parchment had the word "Faye" written in spirally script on top. It read:
"Faye,
I have heard of your troubles and have endeavored to help you. These books are truly powerful for they hold all hopes of the future and the past. Use them well, my dear.
—A Friend"
What are these? The first one in the pile is a simple white book with golden trim. I open it, and text unfolds on the pages. The words begin to turn and tumble on themselves. As soon as I read one sentence, it changes into another. The front page, however, stays the same. In tiny gold lettering emboldened on the page it says, "The future forever fluid. Destiny forever in stone. Ask only what you wish to be answered"
The second one was a simple old brownish red book. On the cover, the words "Once Upon a Time" were boldly emblazoned on the cover. What a strange title I thought to myself. I opened up the book and saw my own face staring back at me. Someone had drawn me in there in my red cloak. I flipped quickly through and saw that my own story was narrated out on the pages. It told a story of love and loss and abandonment. I dropped the book. "What kind of magic is this?" I thought.
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I studied the books nonstop for a year in my little house, scouring them for an answer. Finally, I threw the white book across the room yelling, "Can you please just tell me how to stop Malcolm?" The book began to vibrate as if trying to break free of its own bindings. I grabbed it and saw to my surprise the face of a boy. On the next page it read, "Peter Pan's doom or saving grace— the heart of the truest believer" The page began to fade, so without thinking, I tore the two pages out of the book. The image solidified.
Suddenly, I heard a knocking at my window before a rush blew it open. In the room, stepped Malcolm.
"Hello Faye" he smirked.
"Malcolm or is it Peter Pan now." I snarled.
"Tut tut. Little girl. I was hoping to keep this all business."
"Don't call me a little girl. How did you even get in here?"
"Oh, you're little enchantments were a bit bothersome I admit. That huge beacon of magic you just set off sent me running over here right away."
"I don't know what you're talking about."
"Really my dear. The word is that you're trying to destroy me. Murder really loosens the lips." He walked over to my desk stacked high with papers.
"There's nothing here for you." I point to the door.
Spotting the pages from the book, he picks them up, "Oh but there is. You see my dear. You've done my work for me. Now I know how to solve my little immortality problem."
"Those are nothing just a little story and drawing."
"Nothing's a story." He picks up the drawing and puts it in shirt pocket.
"Give it back little boy. Stealing isn't something good little boys do" I mock.
"That's where you're wrong. He waves his hand, and my world goes black. I can feel myself falling backwards only to be caught by him. I lay limp in his arms, and I can feel him brush my hair out of my face. He tenderly kisses my forehead and lays me carefully on the ground.
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I see the dark green cloud approaching. The Evil Queen has succeeded in her Dark Curse. I drink a small clear potion, a memory potion. The smoke fills my lungs, and I feel myself falling away into darkness.
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"My names is Morgan Faith. I'm eighteen, and I live in Storybrooke, Maine. My parents died when I was very young, and my grandmother who took care of me died last year. I inherited my grandmother's very wealthy estate, and I live right outside of town." I think to myself. I have to remember this identity that the Evil Queen gave to me. If she suspects that I know who I am, all my plans will unravel.
I walk to Mr. Gold's Pawn Shop as I do every morning. Mr. Gold greets me politely, "Hello, Ms. Faith. What can I do for the young lady, today?"
"Hello, Mr. Gold. Is my order in yet?"
"Not yet my dear. Check in tomorrow perhaps."
This charade continues everyday. My order never comes in, just as time and people never change here. I love seeing my Rumplestilskin every day. He doesn't know who I am, but all the same, I love seeing him.
I return to my house, a beautiful mansion, empty except for me. Only I was transported here. The books and everything I ever owned is gone. The only thing I had that I recognized when I woke up was that in my pocket, there was the vial with my hair and Malcolm's.
I will endure this endless cycle. It is not much different from before when I saw every year passing quicker and quicker while the world changed around me and I didn't. Now, at least the world doesn't change either.
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Henry is the truest believer. I would recognize that face anywhere.
I have watched Emma, Snow, Charming, and Rumple break the curse. I couldn't interfere. Destiny was written in this way.
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They just came back from Neverland. If I had known Malcolm's plans, I would have helped them. I can't believe that I never guessed it was him. I sensed something was wrong. I felt a dark presence as soon as the ship sailed into the harbor.
I became a substitute teacher after the last curse was broken. Life continued onward, and somebody needed to take teach Snow's class. I volunteered.
Today, Henry came to his first day of school after returning from Neverland. Something was off about him. He was too quiet and too reserved. At the end of the day, I called him up. "Henry, would you stay after school with me for a little talk?"
"Yes, Ms. Faith."
At the end of the day, he walked up to my desk. "Henry, I'm worried about you. Do you need any help getting back in the swing of things?"
"No, Ms. Faith. Everything is just so weird coming back to Storybrooke." He walked around the desk.
"If you need any help just ask me about it, okay?" I touch his shoulder reassuringly.
"I will Ms. Faith." He touches my hand, and suddenly the classroom goes pitch black. I hear the blinds closing, and the door locking.
Next thing I know, Henry is kissing me on the mouth, pushing me back in my chair. It feels so familiar that my body automatically starts kissing him back. He runs his hands through my hair as if he's done this a thousand times before. I push him away quickly. "What the hell was that?"
"Hello, Faye" he smiles. A smile that I would recognize anywhere.
"Malcolm," I accuse, "I thought you were gone."
"Clearly, I'm not."
"What do you want?"
"To tell you to stay out of it. I have some big plans for Storybrooke, and it would be in your best interest to stay out of it."
"What are you doing?"
"I'm going to make a world where we can be together. Where you love me and where we can raise our son together. Where nothing will stand in our way." he boasts as if he can't help himself.
"That's sick. You can't make me love you." I feel my stomach turning. What's wrong with him?
"Yes, I can. I will cast a curse that is unstoppable."
"I'll stop you" I move towards him.
"No you won't." With a thrust of his hand, I'm thrown backwards into a void of darkness. I can hear his voice far away, "Sit tight. This is going to be fun."
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I sat in an endless void for what seems like forever. The air around me seemed to thin and compress down on to me. Suddenly, a loud pop sounded. I was thrust into the air to say Pan standing beside me. "I need you out to inhale the curse."
My world went black suddenly. Why does he always knock me out?
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I woke up in my house, but not on my bed, on the floor. I jerked upright as I came into realization that I need to stop Pan. Once magic had returned to Storybrooke, I had acquired quite a few magical items. One was a tiny orb that I believe would stop Malcolm if he was weak enough.
I found it on a shelf in the back room of the mansion. When I went to grab it, I accidentally brushed against something warm on the shelf. I grabbed the mysterious object. It was the bottle of true love. I had forgotten that I'd hid it here, too. I grabbed the orb and the bottle and began to run to the center of town.
Far off in the distance, I could see Malcolm threatening everyone, I turned a corner to hide in an alleyway close to the entire fiasco. Just as I was about to raise my hands to help, Rumplestilskin called his shadow. I was too shocked to act. As if in slow motion, I saw Rumple stab Malcolm in the back. The site of Malcolm as I remembered him shocked me out of my daze. I had to act quickly.
I whispered Rumple and Malcolm's names into the orb, then I broke it open. Suddenly a shadow emerged and sank to the two of them. As if it was the most natural thing in the world, they disappeared into it. The shadow returned to me.
All magic comes with a price. I was going to accept my fate without a grimace. The shadow crept underneath me, and I, too, fell in.
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Should I continue? I was planning on leaving it here, but I might continue. I want to know what you guys think, so PM or review. I honestly am not sure at this point. Let's just say that I don't know where they went in the orb, and I doubt Faye knew either. It could be death or somewhere else. I'm not sure myself.