"Lies have been told, and mysteries have to be solved because some people have been gone for too long.", I read out loud from the paper I found in the cave by the waterfall. "What dose that mean?" I ask to the mysterious voice in my head. "Time will tell my dear, that's all I can tell for now, I'm too weak..", "NO! STOP! WAIT!" I scream as I collapses on the muddy ground, "I can't do this alone anymore...". "Hello love" a familiar voice says. I don't know what made me dizzy, the fact that I spun my head to fast or that I meet two green eyes filled with mysteries I desperately wanted to solve. »»-----　♔　-----«« Alice and her friends have plans to stay at her summerhouse. But little do they know that they would be involved in a adventure filled with romance, mystery and fighting. »»-----　♔　-----«« A story about Peter Pan and a girl named Alice. If you are here for what I think you are here for, start with chapter 5 or 6! (But don't call me out if stuff doesn't make sense) »»-----　♔　-----«« Trigger Warning: Loss (Death) Little swearing Some sexual stuff too »»-----　♔　-----«« Achievements: 1 on #ouatpeterpan 1 on #ouatfanfic 1 on #lostgirl 2 on #robbiekay 2 on #peterpanouat 2 on #peterpan

What if everything you thought you knew about Once Upon A Time was a lie? What if Henry wasn't an only child? What if he was a twin and had a twin sister? What if Henry and his sister both had to convince Emma? What could happen? Find out in Once Upon A Twin? ------------------------------------- Hi, my name is Ava Hope Mills. I'm 10 years old, have brown hair and brown eyes, and I have a twin named Henry Daniel Mills. Henry and I were adopted by the Mayor of the town Storybrooke. Everything seems to be normal but me and Henry know the truth. Everyone is a fairy tale creature! It's up to Henry and I to get everyone's memory back. ------------------------------------- **Takes place in Season 1**

I need her back. She showed me a life that was better than my last one. She made me fall in love. Then she was taken away. Some people wonder why I, Peter Pan, am the worst of the worst when it comes to villains. And I'll tell you why: because they took the love of my life away.

"Because you've forgotten what it's like to actually feel something." I whispered. Peter's expression softened and the only sounds between us were the steady unsynchronized breaths falling from our lips. He swallowed, the closeness of our bodies making my heart beat faster and adrenaline course through me. The feeling was neither pleasant nor unpleasant as I looked into his forest green eyes. "How can you make me feel so belittled with only words?" his troubled voice fell into a whisper and he gripped my shoulders. "Is it your goal to stand before me and pull me apart until I am nothing?"