Hansel and Gretel: Let's Try This Again...

Chapter 11: Gretel

When I walked into the Hall of Destiny's Manifest, there was a huge hallway of crystal balls lined up against the wall; all with small nameplates on the podiums holding the balls. The hall seemed to go on forever, and I wondered how long it would take me to find the ball labeled with my name, but my questions were all answered at once when I was shoved forward by some invisible force and was moving at lightning speed toward what seemed like a ball at the end of the hall.The one at the end of the hall was labeled with Gretel Rose Cyrus, and it surprised me that Hansel's was next to mine, and Captain Hook's on the other side. This made me question the reason for organizing them this way, but I didn't know how much time I had left here, so I left that contemplation for later. Reaching my hands forward, I touched the ball, and the foggy inside of it cleared to show me myself-as if in a mirror of time-walking down an isle of white. The style of my dress gave away what was going on(even though the ensemble was black)-I was getting married! I gasped, but tried hard to keep my hands on the ball. I tried to see who was standing ahead of me at the altar, but all I could see was Hansel standing at my side-walking me down the aisle-and Kiki wearing a maid of honor's dress. Sister Whoopi Silverberg was the woman standing behind the altar; ready with an unnamed book in front of her. My mother was not in attendance, but I feared that she would make some big entrance when the alcohol was presented. Satan was seated in the back row, murmuring something to himself. I saw some of our other friends, and then my view switched once more.The fog covered my wedding, and cleared again to show the Captain sitting in his room. It was obviously last night, since I could see that he was still wearing the suit that we'd found in the Grand Dressing Closet. He was writing in a book that seemed worn; with it's frayed pages and messy leather cover. Hook had been writing in it for some period of time-he was at least halfway through-and I let my eyes adjust to see whatever he was writing. And all at once I saw it; my face on the page. He had drawn me! And, it wasn't half bad; in my beautiful ballgown. But then I got a better look of what he was writing;

Her blonde hair fell perfectly over her shoulders. And her eyes-oh god, her eyes. As deep as they were, they didn't swallow the sparkles. The dress was beautiful, too, but on anyone else it wouldn't have been half as amazing as it was on Gretel.

He was talking about ME! I was so surprised, that I stumbled back, and let go of the ball. The image immediately fogged once again, and I shuddered; the hallway growing surprisingly cold. And my vision started to blur. I could feel myself leaving the hall and going somewhere else... ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~Once I'd opened my eyes, I knew what I had to do. I ran through the short hall to what was obviously the Rift. Everyone turned to see me, and I ran to Hook. "I know what I have to do," I spoke softly and kissed him. I could feel myself changing back into myself, and it felt as if a weight had been lifted off of my shoulders. I smiled through the kiss, and he buried his hands in my hair.Once it was over, I looked around to see Hook's face flushed, Kiki was still in a gasping position, and Hansel's eyes were as wide as saucers. I could feel my face growing warmer, and I looked down at my feet. They were bare, but they were mine! I smiled and looked back up to Hook. Grabbing his hand, I nodded to my brother. "What's next?"