Finding You Always

Picking Up the Pieces

Chapter 92: Picking Up the Pieces

Flashback

Approximately six months before the Dark Curse

"So that's it...one little mistake and you're banishing me," Isaac spat bitterly.

"Little mistake?" the Sorcerer asked incredulously.

"You abused your power as the author. You are to record the events as they happen, nothing more. Your manipulation could have had dire consequences," the apprentice lamented. Isaac rolled his eyes.

"Why all this fuss over those two idiots? I was just trying to dirty their hands a bit. Who doesn't like to see a hero fall from their perfect pedestal?" he argued.

"I warned you when I chose you. This is not your canvas, Isaac. They are more than just stories in a book. They are people and you were to record events, nothing more. Your grievances are a most serious offense!" the apprentice stressed.

"Yes...not my canvas. Not my story, but then it never is! I'm always stuck on the sidelines, while heroes like Prince Charming save their princesses and get everything, while I have nothing! When do I get to write my story?!" he cried.

"Never if I have anything to do with it," a female voice said, as a beautiful blonde woman appeared and Isaac watched the old man fall to his knees.

"Goddess..." he uttered respectfully. She paid him no mind though and glared at the little worm that dared to manipulate her charges.

"Who the hell are you?" Isaac asked.

"She is the Goddess Aphrodite! Show some respect!" the Apprentice scolded.

"And if I were as vengeful as I once was in my youth, you'd be on your way to Hades for daring to manipulate my charges," she growled.

"Your charges?" he asked.

"Snow and Charming...they are my champions, whether they know it or not. I will not tolerate your insolence, because of jealousy toward them, especially not from some two bit hack that couldn't write a good plot if his life depended upon it," she hissed.

"Hey! I'm a great writer! I was trying to see if those two goody-goodies would take my bait. I wanted to see how desperate they could be and how far they'd go to protect their child from her own darkness!" he shouted.

"Their child is pure...a product of the truest love in all the realms! There is no darkness in her!" Aphrodite shouted back.

"But those two idiots didn't know that. Think of the story it would have made...the atrocity they might have committed in the name of love," he hissed.

"It would have been a juicy story," he added.

"This is not your personal playground! Lives are and stake and believe me when I tell you, your story would not have been well received! It is nothing more than a convoluted attempt to sully two of this realm's greatest heroes and true loves. And I won't have it," she growled.

"So you're going to banish me to the book. I'll still have some power within. I'll eventually get someone to let me out," he warned. She smirked.

"I know...that's why I'm not banishing you to the book," she said.

"What are you going to do? You know, without my interference, a terrible thing still happened," he reminded.