The Girl With a Rose on Her Forehead -Once Upon a Time Fanfiction-

Season 4: Episode 19: Sympathy for the De Vil

Henry and Azelea both exited the school bus in front of Regina's house. After August had healed more Mary and David had made Azelea start going back to school. They would pull her out of classes if they needed anything, but they said that she had already missed too much school. The teen was both sad and happy about this. She was able to see her friends and Buck, but she wasn't able to help with the villains in town, and with Emma mad at everyone it couldn't be easy. Plus the school uniform wasn't her favorite item of clothing. Henry and Azelea were to stay at Regina's home while everyone worked, and Henry was talking about his math homework he had to do before he saw Pongo walking down the sidewalk toward the two. "Pongo? What are you doing here?" Henry asked as the dog walked up to them. "It's odd to see Pongo without Dr. Hopper." Azelea said as the dog suddenly ran past them. "Wait! Pongo!" Henry said running after him. "Henry! Wait, something is wrong with him. I feel magic in him!" She said as she ran after Henry, who was running after the dog. "Even better reason to catch him! We can't let Pongo get away if something is wrong with him." Henry said. The teen knew that Henry was worried about Pongo, but with everything going on right now she was more worried about their own safety. Pongo ran into an alley way and stopped at a dead end. He whined as we both caught up to him. "It's okay Pongo, what's wrong?" Azelea said as she kneeled next to the dog. Henry caught his breath as he stood behind Azelea. Pongo was barking as Azelea tried to calm him down. "Pongo...this magic. Crap your a Dalmatian why didn't I put it together earlier?!" She said recognizing the magic in him from Cruella. "Henry we need to get out of here now!" She said standing up and turning to find that they were too late. Cruella pulled up behind them in her car, blocking the only exit from the alley. Pongo growled behind Azelea and she turned to see the dog ready to attack her. "Don't blame the dog darlings, he is simply following orders. And I told him to fetch" The woman said exiting her car and walking up to them. "What do you want?" Henry asked, fearfully looking over to Azelea. "I wan't you two to be good children...and get in the car." Pongo growled again behind the two, showing just how trapped they really were. "You can't make Azelea do anything, she has her flowers protecting her." Henry said. "True - she could get away if she wanted. But we all know that she isn't going to leave you alone with me...isn't that right?" The teen frowned at the situation they were in. Cruella was right, she wasn't going to let Henry get taken by himself. He was completely defenseless. With her they at least had a chance. "What's your angle?" She asked. "That's for me to know and for you to find out, after you do as I say and get in my car." Pongo started barking again and Henry started walking to the car. Azelea followed. "Try anything funny, and the boy gets hurt...don't test me." Cruella said with a growl as the teen got in the back of her car with Henry. "Don't worry Henry. We will get out of this." The teen said as Cruella started the car and drove down the street. 

-Emma Pov- 

"You sure you want to do this alone?" I asked as Regina got ready to leave for New York. "Yes, you all have your hands full with the author. I can handle one wicked witch." Regina said with a smirk. Both of the women phones went off at the same time and they saw that it was from Henry. "A video message?" Regina asked. "Yea, I got one too." Emma said as they both opened the message. "Mom, Mom, Cruella has me. If you ever want to see me again you have to do as she says." Regina and Emma frowned as they saw their won on the screen, but then the phone got pulled away from Henry and Cruella was smiling as she looked at the phone. "Hello darlings! As you can see I have your dreadful son. If you prefer for him to stay in tact you will do exactly as I say...Kill the author, and bring me his crumbled little body or" Henry was pulled back into view of the camera and Cruella smirked. "this one will have a very un-happy ending." 

-Rumple Pov- 

I walked into the cabin and the Author walked over, talking about how bored he was in the cabin, but I cut him off. "Stop talking, we haven't much time. Now that you and Cruella have been reunited at last." I said folding my arms. "Cruella? No, I-I-I don't even-" Enough." I said cutting him off again, forcefully. The author frowned as he saw my anger. "You both lied to me about your past, and now those lies are coming to the surface." I said. "I'm sorry! Please don't hurt me I-I-I didn't think it was...relevant." I frowned. "Oh, it's not only relevant. It is vital to my plan." I said walking up to the scared man. "Cruella is so desperate to see you dead she just kidnapped the Saviors son and sister." The author frowned, "How did you know that?" He asked. "You have your tools, and I have mine." I said using my magic to make my crystal ball appear in my hand. "I watched as Cruella gave the Savior a pretty morbid choice. Either you die, or Henry does...she didn't tell them that she also has Azelea kidnapped as well, but I think there are - other reasons for that." The author looked confused, "What other reasons? What use would Cruella have with the flower enchantress?" He asked. "That's only for me to know at the moment." The Author seemed to think of something as he took a step back from me. "Wait a second. You wanted to use me to make the Savior turn to darkness? you're not going to do that by having her kill me are you?!" He asked. "No, no, I need you alive." I said walking over to the fireplace. "Then why are you working with Cruella?" The Author asked. "A person with vengeance is easy to manipulate." I said simply. I walked back over to him and he looked fearful as I pressed a finger into his chest. "Now I need to know exactly what went on between you and Cruella. Because I need that flower enchantress alive if my plan is going to work." I said as the Author nodded. "Okay, I'll tell you everything. But it isn't pretty."