Rumpelstiltskin's Heir

I Dont Want This to Be True

This morning had been a little odd. My dad was acting strange...he was acting depressed in a way...or angry...confused? I wasnt completely sure but I knew something was off. He had woken up later than he normally does. He looked shaken up. When I asked him if he had had a nightmare he wouldnt anwser. As soon as we were done with breakfast he told me he was going for a walk and he just left. I know that doesnt sound weired but my dad normally doesnt like leaving me alone. And every time he leaves the house he takes me...  I was worried of course but what to do? I had never had a father to take care of. When they are sad do you treat them the same way as others? Do you give them space?

~1 Hour Later~

Rumplestiltskin had just given Regina the news about who Henrys father really was, and he couldnt help to think it was funny. Messing with people is always funny. He could tell Regina wasnt only angry but quite surprised as well. Well thats what she gets for interupting him while he watched his son and grandson from afar.

"Apparently fate has a sense of humor", said Mr. Gold to Regina

"If your own son couldnt bring out the good in you, who will? Hmm? You always drive away those who you claim to love. Your son, Milah, your Belle. Do you think your little daughter Aldara will make any difference? Youll soon drive her away, just like you do with everything else. Even if you did have good in you...there is no one to bring it out. Because the only one who could doesnt even remember her own name!", she said angrily before storming away. Regina could be cruel when she wanted, specially when she herself was hurt. It wasnt necessarily that she was evil...it was just that she had found that bringing pain to others made her not put as much attention to her own pain. Plus vengence is sweet.

~Another Hour Later~

Aldaras POV

I smiled wildly as I jumped into my bed. I had been exploring everything in my room since my dad had left. My room really felt like my own, and the best part was that my father hasd used magic to put it together. How cool is that? Thinking of my father I looked at my clock, it had been a while since he had left. Maybe he had returned and I hadnt noticed. I decided to go down stairs and make sure. I checked all the rooms but I didnt see him, so I gave up. I went into the kitchen for a snack and passed by the living room when something moved catching my attention. I poked my head in the living room and found my father, standing infront of the window. He seemed to be in deep thought. I wondered if there was anything wrong, thats when I noticed a tear running down his cheek...he was crying.

Rumplestiltskins POV

I stood infront of the window, allowing what little warmth of the sun that came in surround me. I couldnt stop thinking about what Regina had said. She was right. Bea had his own life, his own son. He would never forgive me and allow me to be part of his laife...no matter how hard I try. She was also right about Aldara. I am a bad father...and a bad man. My evil would soon drive her away just like it did with Bea. And worst of all she was right about Belle. Belle was the only one who could love me for who I am. She could always bring out the good in me, she would help me control myself...but she she had lost her memor and with that her love for me as well.  I felt a tear make its path down my cheek.

"Dad?" I heard a sweet voice behind me.

I turned around and quickly wiped away the tear. I am the dark one. I am the most powerful of all...I could not be seen crying...not even by my own daughter. Yes I had cried many times before...but I had made sure that some one would pay for it each time I did. This way all would still fear me...no matter the tears I shed. This way I still had power.

I sighed. No I told myself. Thes were excactly the kind of thoughts that Belle helped me get rid of. The kind of thoughts that ruind my life.