A Curse that can't be Broken

Theory

"Thanks for the ride Grandma." Henry stated quickly as he got out of the car to head inside his home. He knew Killian wouldn't be home due to all the ruckus running around town. While Emma and David were busy, someone had to step in.

He opened the door and took off his coat, hanging it on the coat rack nearby. He looked around the cozy quiet homes and smiled a bit to himself. He loved his family and his friends, but there were times where he would just want a moment to himself. He looked to his phone and scrolled over the screen till he found his music.

"Time for a little me time." He stated to himself before he hit play.

Henry slid across the kitchen floor in his socks and stopped at the fridge. His head bouncing and his body moving as he sung along with the song. He opened the fridge and started to pull out anything and everything that caught his eyes. With his arms full he spun around and shut the door with his foot and a pose. Heading to the counter he placed all the items out before taking another slid to the pantry. With each new item he gathered into his hands, another note of the song was filled to his best efforts.

A few minutes later and a few more songs Henry looked at his masterpiece. A sandwich that could only defeat all other sandwiches in and epic sandwich battle for glory. His eyes light up as his stomach desperately couldn't wait.

"One of the glories of being a teen." He told himself.

Henry took his sandwich, a soda, a bag of chips and his school bag, heading up the stairs to his room. He entered into the cold dark room and fished for the light switch with his elbow... Seeing as that was the only thing that wasn't carrying anything.

The light came on after a few tries and Henry took in a deep breath. He placed his bag down by the door and turned to his desk.

His eyes show wide and everything in his hands fell to the floor. He couldn't believe what he was seeing.

Another book...

Henry rushed over to it ignoring the mess on the floor and reached out taking the large book into his hands. This was not the same book like before. The last book had a red or brownish color to the cover, while this one held a solid flat black look. And the words "Once Upon A Time" were written in red... It almost looked like it was written in blood.

Henry looked from the book and then around his room. Any clues as to how it got there were beyond him. He could only assume that it was magic. He looked back to his desk and noticed something else was new... A new pen... This pen was black with a thin design of silver-ish white gracing the top of it. He let out a well held in breath as he reached out and picked up the pen.

A new book and a new pen? His mind was all over the place as he placed the book on the desk and quickly opened to the first page. He was a bit shocked to already find pictures and writing inside the book. He gulped as he flipped through the pages to find that half of the book was already written in. He turned back to the first page and began to read.

"Once Upon A Time... There was a King."

Henry looked to the picture on the other page and squinted his eyes. "That looks like... Coal." He wasn't sure as to what was going on... But with a new book and a new pen. "The story's not one..." Henry whispered to himself.

...

Coal stood in his room which looked very much like Regina's old chambers from when she ruled over the Enchanted Forest. There were a few changes to the room, but not by much. His eyes looked himself over as he stood in front of an old large mirror. His hands fiddled with the collar of his coat as he struggled with the fabric. His clothing was much more elaborated then what he had on when he first came to Storybrooke.