Chapter six:

Hecate…

Rumpelstiltskin was standing in the presence of a child of Hecate, the goddess of magic in this realm's mythology. How that was possible, he didn't know but that meant that there was obviously magic in this world and if this boy was a child of the goddess, that means that there were several other people living in this apartment with the ability to control all aspects of magic like the goddess herself. Rumple stared transfixed at the boy, Moonchild.

The boy smirked as the name fell from the man's lips.

"I bet you didn't expect that," Moonchild grinned. "You thought that only your little town of Storybrooke had magic. It's not true."

"So, those people in the apartment with you," Rumple said still in shock. "Your siblings, they know magic too?"

Moonchild took a step forward. "Well, my sister's do yes. They were born, like myself, that way. Ryhno, he's not my brother. He's not even a demigod. My mother saw how dedicated he was to magic and she blessed him as long as he looks after me, Leona, and Kristen."

Rumple nodded slowly and ideas began to rush into his head. If he had the magic of Hecate on his side, he'd be able to get back to Storybrooke, break himself of his dagger, and get what he wants: his rightful happy ending. Or, he could even ask Hecate herself if she could bless him like she had blessed the man known as Ryhno. He looked at Moonchild and a smile crossed his lips.

"Well Dearie," He said. "How about we make a deal?"

"I don't think you have anything I want," Moonchild replied with a bored drawl as he turned to the door and stepped out of the room.

As he left, Rumple saw a piece of paper fall to the ground. When Moonchild was definitely gone, he stepped over and picked up the paper which appeared to be a letter from someone. Reading it, he knew what the boy wanted. He wanted Rumple to help him with Gregory Pearson.

Rumple sighed softly and tucked the paper into his jacket. He'd have to wait until the boy came back to him.

Hecate. He thought. Hecate, goddess of magic was real. Somehow, he had to get magical powers from this god. He wouldn't need to go back to Storybrooke. Well, maybe to get his grandson, wipe his memory, and take him away with him to New York City with him so that he'd have his family with him. He thought about Belle but knew that she wouldn't want to come with him after all that happened between them.

If he had any chance on getting what he wanted, he'd have to convince the boy to make a deal with him.

…

It was about a week after he had dropped the letter in Rumpelstiltskin's apartment when Robin returned to see the man who let him in without a single word. He wasn't in his usual high spirits nor did he seem like he was ready to play with Rumpel's head today. That's because he wasn't. Robin was ready to make some sort of deal with the man who craved magic.

"You read the letter," He said and it wasn't a question. "My friend needs a place to stay. If you provide me with a lift to pick him up and provide him with a place to stay, I will bring you to my mother. Deal?"

Rumple gazed at the boy and looked as if he was pondering the question. Robin knew that the man wanted magic and, here, there was only one place to get it. If he wanted to get all he desired, he'd accept the deal.

"Can you guarantee that I'll be able to use magic after this?" Rumpelstiltskin asked.

"I can get you a chance to speak with a goddess, the goddess of magic," Robin said with a dark tint in his eyes. "You should consider that lucky for someone who doesn't have magic here without her permission."

He saw Rumpelstiltskin's eyes glowing with frustration but he knew that he'd agree. Even if Robin had to leave and come back tomorrow, Rumpelstiltskin would take his deal and Greg Pearson would be staying here, in Rumpel's apartment and away from his mother. It would work out best for him.

"Why do you want your friend to stay here?" The Dark One asked. "Is he like you?"

"He's a son of Hermes," Robin replied. "The messenger god. His home life sucks. But, it's none of your business, will you let him stay here?"

After a few moments, Rumpelstiltskin nodded.

"When are we going to get him?"

Robin smirked. "Meet me downstairs Friday in the afternoon."

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AN:

I know that this is really short. I have been so busy and tired and doing school things (yay for being a university student). I hope you guys liked this chapter and I hope to be posting another one soon. I have a bunch of fics I still need to update even though I am swamped with school work.

Love you guys.

~Rahxas (Ted Theodore Logan)