The Prophecy of Cassandra (A Once Upon A Time Fanfiction)

Prologue

I only own Cassandra.

It was midnight in the city. The roads were nearly empty, the majority of buildings were dark, and if one was lucky, they were asleep. Who would want to be awake, working, on a night like this?

The stars were out. The moon was full. Not a single sound echoed throughout the city except for a faint jingling of bells.

A soft breeze blew into the small nursery, gently pushing aside the white curtains that rested against the window. If you weren’t paying close attention, you would never have seen it: a small orb of green light flew into the room. The light headed to the bookshelf, hiding behind a glass vase filled with red roses. But this light was not just any light, it was a fairy.

Her name was Tinkerbell.

She had been searching for a certain child for quite some time, especially since she knew of the true heritage. See, this child was not of the realm they were in. They had been carried off by strange winds to a doorstep of a family with no hope of having a child. No one had seen the baby, wrapped in a wool blanket, covered in dirt and small leaves, being left behind at the house.

But the child still arrived.

…

A strong gust of wind startled the sleeping baby awake, causing her to cry. At first it was quiet, but then grew louder with each passing second of not receiving comfort. A light switched on over the doorstep. The door opened to reveal a woman, fairly young, looking around for the source of the crying. Once she looked down, she began to smile.

“Oh,” she whispered, picking up the baby. “Sweet child, do not cry. I am here, now. I shall be your mother. Hush, baby, hush.”

The baby began to quiet down, focusing on the unfamiliar face in front of her.

“Darling? What is-“ A man stepped outside as well.

“Look, Adam,” the woman exclaimed. “Our prayers, they have been answered!”

It took a moment for the man to understand, but once he did, a smile lit up his face.

“A child!” He touched the baby’s head, as if to make sure it was, in fact, a real baby before them.

The woman looked up at her husband, tears of happiness filling her eyes. The man chuckled and put his arm around her. “Come, it is too cold for us to be outside.”

As they turned to walk back inside, the woman asked, “What shall we call her?”

The door quietly shut as the man replied, “Cassandra.”

…

Tinkerbell noticed a small bed in the corner of the nursery. A young girl was sleeping, her arm tucked below the soft pillow. The fairy flew over to the bedside table, trying to figure out if this was the child she had been looking for.

Not wanting to disturb her, Tinkerbell gently pulled back the heavy blankets to just below the girl’s shoulders.

“The birthmark,” Blue had told her, “Shall be on her right shoulder.”

The birthmark of the child was supposed to be of a small feather. And as Tinkerbell lowered the cotton fabric of the girl’s shirt from her right shoulder, there it was. It was small, but beautiful. Tinkerbell smiled. She had found the girl.

She had found Cassandra.

Author's Note: Second story! I may focus on this one a little more, but I will work on my Fayette story at the same time. This first chapter may be short, but they will get longer after this. Follow, comment, and vote! First one to comment will get a dedication! xoxo Miranda