***** This chapter will have spelling and grammar errors it has not been completely edited read at your own expense! I do apologize!******

During Genevieve's she was sitting on a chair in a room that was oddly hot. There was a woman laying on a bed near by. This room looked so familiar. Two men and a boy and a very terrifying man walked in. She can't hear anything. Let alone understand the situation. All she saw was the boy yelling at the scary man. He seemed spoiled to her for a moment. Then she realized he was trying to convince the man to help the ill queen. Then the scene changed.

There was the queen and she was laying her a cot.....dead. The Maleficent she was smiling at the corpse and then down at a small infant. A woman who glowed as if she were sent from heaven down to earth appeared. She gave a disgusted look at Maleficent. She gestured many times towards the baby before she pulled out a scroll and began to read it. 

After she read the scroll she looked at the Maleficent and sighed in shame. The sound came in. It sound like they were under water but Genevieve only made out one sentence. "That is why the child is you undoing." The lady said. Maleficent glared at the baby. "My dear niece Genevieve. You will not stand in my way." Maleficent said before exiting the room. 

Genevieve sat up in bed. She looked around it was very light outside and she heard noises. She looked towards the door which was close. She got out of bed and found a bathroom to wash up in. She had no choice but to throw on the same raggedy dress she had on before. She sighed. She walked out of the bedroom and into the living area. Three little girls were playing with dolls. Haley was in the kitchen cooking. Victor was outside in the yard working. Bianca well she wasn't doing much except sweeping a spotless floor. 

"Oh, dear! Gen." Bianca said. 

She ran over to Genevieve and circled around her for a moment. 

"This won't do. If you're going to be running around for your life you'll need a change of clothes." Bianca said. 

Genevieve giggled. Bianca yanked her back into the room and close the door. 

"Ok let's see...." Bianca said rummaging through her closet. 

"Ha!" She shouted making Genevieve jump. 

Bianca yanked out a fur coat with black fur. A pair of trousers and boots. She threw them at Genevieve. 

"Change then we'll worry about the giant know in your hair." She said exiting the room. 

Genevieve put on the clothing and looked at herself in the mirror. 

"You look wonderful!" Bianca shouted running into the room.

She sat Gen on the bed and then she started working on her hair. She braided it into two french braids. 

"Well dear! If there is one thing I know it's french braids avoid bugs, branches, and arrows." Bianca said finishing the second braid. 

Genevieve smiled. "Thank you so much. You've been so nice. I owe you a big one." Gen said. 

Bianca frowned. "No you don't. What else are friends for?" Bianca asked. 

Genevieve smiled. Bianca smiled then she stood up and ran over to a desk and pulled out a sword. 

"I have a feeling you'll need one of these." Bianca said. 

"Where did you get that?" Genevieve asked. 

"It was my uncle's." Bianca said. 

"I can't." Genevieve said. 

'You better, you'll need it to survive that tiny butter knife won't help you!" Bianca said. 

Genevieve took the sword and the holder. 

"Thank you." She said. 

"You better go practice there are some trees in the woods." Bianca said. 

"You guys will be ok?" Genevieve asked. 

"We'll be fine. Now get out of here." Bianca said. 

Genevieve had been in the woods for a few hours and she finally decided that she'd practice for a few more minutes on a tree. She swung the sword at the tree and turned around to swing at the tree behind her and she clashed with someone else's sword. Genevieve turned and pointed the sword at the man. But she dropped it and screamed backing into a tree. 

"Now deary it wouldn't do you any good to drop your sword in battle." The man or thing said. 

"Who-what-Why are you here? Who are you?" She asked picking up her sword and pointing it at his neck. 

"Me, you don't recognize me deary?" The man said. 

She knit her eyes. She examined the man and suddenly it a occurred to her who he was she screamed and backed up into the tree. 

"You! You're the man from my dreams!" Genevieve said. 

He smiled evilly and nodded. "I ddin't send you those dreams for nothing." He said. 

"What's your name?" Genevieve asked still pointing the sword at him. 

"Me? Why I'm Rumpelstiltskin, the dark one deary." He said. 

"Oh so you're going to fight the guards with that sword?" Rumpelstiltskin asked. 

"Yea." She said. 

"You'll need better practice." He said drawing his sword and swinging it a Genevieve. She dodge and swiped her sword at him. 

"You're working with my mother aren't you?" Genevieve said swinging for his side but her disappeared and reappeared behind her.

She swung her sword and hit his side. He touched his side and saw blood he waved his hand over it and it healed in a matter of seconds. 

"No deary I simply came to warn you she's closer than you think!" He said smiling. 

"What's that I hear?" He asked. 

She listened and heard horses. 

"Victor! Bianca!" She screamed. She ran back to the cottage and saw it in flames. 

Victor was on the ground with an arrow in his chest and he was barely breathing. Genevieve knew his ill mother was already dead because she bed-written and she wouldn't have survived a mile away. There was no sign of Bianca or her sisters or Marie. 

Genevieve broke down crying and screaming. She crawled over to Victor's body. 

"Victor no!" She cried with her face in his chest. 

She felt a hand on her back. 

"Gen-Genevieve." Victor gasped. 

She gasped and wiped the hair from his eyes and stared into his big blue eyes. 

"Victor please don't leave me." She whispered. 

Her tears fell onto his chest. 

"Your aunt ambushed us....Bianca took the little one. I tried to hold off the guards." He said. 

"Victor this is all my fault! I'm sorry I should have never done this!" Genevieve cried. 

"No, it was a price we had to pay...because we love you." He said. 

Genevieve smiled as her last tear fell on his cheek before all the color in his face drained away and he stopped breathing his heart stopped and his eyes shut. 

"NO!" Genevieve screamed. 

She shook him. "VICTOR! Please come back to me. I need you!" Genevieve said. 

She stared at him with her vision blurring with tears. Something in her mind clicked. Ture love's kiss. It could break any curse or even stop death. She looked at him and then she kissed him. When she pulled away he was still dead. 

Genevieve's eyes filled with tears this meant he wasn't her true love, or she didn't have one. Genevieve grabbed Victors body by the feet and pulled him onto woods she looked away as she set the wood on fire and burned his body. She put a small flower near the fire and sat on the burned porch of the house and cried. 

"Oh dear what happened here?" His voice rang. 

Genevieve stood up and pointed her sword at Rumpelstiltskin. "YOU!" She screamed. 

"Me? No deary I warned you!" He laughed. 

"Please make this stop!" She snapped. 

He smiled. "You should find the other person that cares for you before Maleficent does." He said 

"No one else cares for me dark one!" Genevieve said. 

"Please, everyone has love. Even me." He said. 

"You?" Genevieve said, it came out as an insult which she didn't mean for it to.

He laughed. "Yes her name is Belle." She said. 

Genevieve looked at him. 

"Get me out of here dark one." Genevieve snapped. 

"Pardon?" He said. 

"Get me out of here! Make all of this non-sense stop! If I'm gone then Maleficent won't have a reason to harm anyone I care for." She said. 

"What are you saying?" He asked. 

"Don't play stupid! Kill me! I want you to kill me!" Genevieve snapped. 

Rumple laughed. He made a dagger appear in his hand. Genevieve closed her eyes. 

"Make it fast!" Genevieve snapped. 

He laughed. She opened one eye and watched him raise the dagger. He brought it down and it disappeared turning into a clear bean. 

"What's the meaning of this?" Genevieve asked. 

Rumple simply laughed at her. "I only kill me enemies. I'm here to help you child." He said. 

"How?" She asked. 

"This here is a magic bean. transports you anywhere only if you think it." He said. 

She stared at it. Then she thought of a place that she dreamt about as a child. A place where anything appears to you just by thinking about it. A place where you can never grow up. A place where dreams come true!

"Give me the bean!" Gen snapped. 

"Ah,ah,ah! All magic comes with a price!" The dark one laughed. 

"Name your price!" Genevieve snapped. 

"I want you to find something for me." Rumple said. 

"What?" Genevieve asked. 

"His name is Baelfire, he's my son. He saved your life. I want you to find him and bring him to me!" The dark one mused. 

"A life for a life. Deal now give me the bean!" Genevieve said snatching it from him. 

"Now where are you going?" He asked. 

"A place called Neverland." She said. 

His smile faded. 

"My dear I must warn you! There are three important things you must remember." He said. 

"What?" She asked. 

"Neverland is wonderful but also dangerous. Avoid the following. The ocean shore, any plants or animals or bugs, if you hear voices ignore them. Most important avoid the Piper's song." He warned. 

"Yeah whatever! Thank you I will find your son." She said. 

He smiled. She threw the bean and a green vortex opened up. She looked up and saw he was gone. She laughed and jumped into the vortex to a new start!