Evan awoke in a luscious green forest. It had dark brown barked trees and the sound of birds chirping. He didn't understand where he was. It didn't seem familiar to him at all it was an odd place. It seemed so fake, yet so real. Then Evan remembered that he was most likely asleep. A book doesn't suck you inside it. Things like that just don't happen.

So Evan just decided that he would walk through the woods until he found a house or something. It wasn't long for him to see a dirt path indented into the floor. He decided to follow it because it was his dream so what did it matter. Then he heard the sound of trotting hooves onto the path.

He saw a black horse appear with a large man in metal armor riding it. The man held a chain in his hand. He started to swing the chain around in the sky. Then he let go and it landed on Evans hand. The man didn't stop his horse he kept going. Evan got lifted up off his feet and dragged through the dirty path.

The ground stared to be full of a white blanket of snow and heavy cold rain began to fall. The man slowed down enough for Evans hand to not break.

Evan looked at his feet as he was being dragged. He realized this wasn't a dream when his hand started to hurt. His body began to shiver from the wet snow on his body. It took a while until he heard a large gate door open.

He looked around to see what's around him. What he saw shocked him and scared his memories forever. He saw people in dark brown torn apart rags. They were barley able to walk and seemed to be starving. Evan saw bonfires where people were desperately throwing wood into the fires to keep warm.

Evan saw a little wooden man get thrown into the flames. He screamed out for help but, nobody cared to help him. His wooden body was eaten up by the dying flames. His nose was abnormally large. It kept growing in the fire. Evan could hear him cry out it's going to be okay. That's what made his nose grow so far. Evan realized then that he was Pinocchio and he had just been killed to keep these savages warm.

The houses or rather shacks were black and falling apart. Families on the streets begging for money. Those people are over looked and forgotten. Some people even fell dead on the street in front of him.

He also saw guards in purple clothing go to people with swords to their throats and demanded money. If they did not cough it up they would be killed and thrown into the flames. Everyone then looked at Evan, some had sorrow in their eyes other had hatred in their eyes.

Then the horse stopped and the men got off the horse and walked over to Evan. The man appeared to be one of the soldiers.

"You peasant! Do you know what you were doing?"

"No sir" Evan responded shaking his head.

"You walked out of our city gates without the permission of the Queen. This is punishable by five hundred gold or you prove you have a pass!"

Evan searched through his pockets for money. He took out all the money that he had in his wallet. He then handed the money to the man.

"What's this piece of paper. Is this supposed to be a sad excuse for a pass?!?"

"It's money."

*crowd laughter* "Be quiet!" The soldier got on his knees and whispered in Evans ear.

"You owe me."

Then the soldier got up and unlocked Evans chain. The soldier said nothing and walked away.

Evan walked away through the black mud filled snowy ground, to find a inn or something.

When Evan was not being watched anymore he felt a strong hand on his arm and it tugged him into an alley way. A man with a small switch blade put the blade to Evans neck.

"Give me your clothes!"

"What?!?"

"Your shoes and jacket!"

Evan began to take off his jacket. When a demanding voice yelled out through the alley.

"Stop it! This is my city and you will not continue your crimes."

The man with the knife stepped away and faced the man. The man had a strong jaw and a cleft chin. He was definitely a lady's boy. He held a small dagger in his left hand.

"Really you own this city Charming? You do know Snow whites in charge, and I'm just doing the job she gave me."

"Really she gave you the job to mug new comers?"

"Shut up and let me deal with you!"

The mugger ran to Channing but was instantly stabbed in the chest. Charming repeatedly kept stabbing the mugger until blood was completely soaked onto Charming's hand. The man dropped in the ground with a thump.

"Never liked that guy. Names Charming, and it's a pleasure to meet you"

He put out his blood soaked hand for a shake. Evan grabbed it and shook it with hesitation.

"Names Evan. Why did you help me?"

"Because I need more people to join the resistance. Interested?"

"What?"

"You really aren't from around here are you? Anyway I'm the leader of the rebellion, we plan on over throwing Snow but, she would easily win. So I'm building our numbers"

"A rebellion what's going on."

"I'm afraid I just told you. Come on follow me."

Evan followed Charming after looking at the muggers corpse one final time. Evan was very confused and had many questions.

"Where are we going? Where are we right now? Am I dreaming?"

"We are going to my safe house and we are in Icegost or Snow Whites kingdom. And I'm afraid this is very much real."

Evan was lead to a small brick building. Charming opened the door for Evan. They were greater to a staircase. Evan had second thoughts about this and turned around. But was stopped by a hand on his chest.

"Come on, you're not afraid of staircases are you?" Charming smiled trying to keep his cool.

Down the stairs lied a secret training room and pub. The room was filled with people and they all had large swords and some armor.

"Welcome to the Drunken Devil!"

Evan walked over to the bar and ordered a drink. He drank it quickly, and then had a hand on his shoulder.

A big man in a ton of armor said,

"Names general Tond. I'd be glad to except you."

"That's great!" Lied Evan.

"However we need to test you out first"

However Evan and Tond's conversation was cut short by a man in rags. The man was panting and looked like a dwarf.

"The devoured has broken into the kingdom"

"Shit!" Yelled Charming, while running up he steps.

"Who's the devourer?" asked Evan.

"The Big Bad Wolf. The ruler of the night."