Scorched By Him

Why

•PANS POV•

After I'm done walking back from talking to Felix, I sit next to Henry.

"Hey kid. Are you okay," I ask pretending to be all innocent. "I just thought my family would be here by now. We're supposed to always find each other," he says. He starts to cry. "Maybe they would hurry up if you decided to save magic. Isn't your mom someone with magic," I say with a smirk on my face.

"You think that would make them hurry it up," he says questionably. "If you believe it, then it will happen," I say back. He finally decides, "I want to save magic."

I get up and stand on the log in the middle of the camp. "Boys! Henry wants to save magic," I yell.

•ACE POV•

When we are done telling stories, we all decide to go to bed. I can't fall asleep. I hear a type of scratching noise. I get up out of my tent. I see a man with sort of medium length light brown hair sitting on a log with a dagger. "Hello dearie," he says to me.

"Who are you," I ask. "Rumplestilskin," he responds in which I hear his accent. Maybe Scottish.

"Why are you in our camp," I questioned while slowly raising my dagger. "I knew you would be here," he says. I start to look confused. "Why would you need to talk to me," I ask.

"Do you want to know how you got your powers," he asks. I nod my head yes.

"The night you were born, I disguised myself as a sort of what you people call now, a nurse. I wanted to deliver you. Your mother Regina was against it. When I said you had a fire talent, you didn't at the time. During your moms painful yelling after you are out of her, I put the fire element inside you. What Regina doesn't know is that my blood is in your blood. I put some of my blood in you when I put fire in you," he explains.

I don't know what to think. "Why me! I could've been with my mom all these years. You took that away from me," I yell. "Because I knew you were the one to give it to," he says.

"Go away! I've lost everything because of you," I yell again. "First you must know one thing. If Pan takes Henry's heart you will die too," he says. "Why," I wonder.

"You two are connected through my blood. Since his father is Neal and Neal is my son, you are connected," he says.

I throw my dagger towards his heart. He stops it with magic. "You're definitely just like me," he says.

"I am nothing like you," I yell.

"Oh we will see about that," he says with a smirk. I'm getting really tired of smirks.

He vanishes. I stand there. I think. I go back to my tent and spend the rest of the time trying to sleep.

I can't let Henry die.