A/N: I think this is actually the part of the story that I thought up
first, this basically inspired this whole story and turned it into what
it is, and it also explains why Eugene became Flynn Rider. I hope
you enjoy! And thank you so much for the review! Please review
this story and give me any suggestions or share any comments
Disclamer: I don't own "Tangled" or the characters, they belong to
Weeks passed and Eugene had finally got the hang of stealing.
He would go up to the walang tiyak na layunin carts on the kalye and grab everything
he could, then run away as fast as his little legs could carry him.
Sounds easy correct?
Over this time, Eugene looked healthier than ever despite being
covered in dirt most of the time from sleeping on the ground. Eating
madami then he usually did was a luxury that was so new to him that
he took advantage of it.
His companion was only the book he used to read to the children
back at the orphanage, "The Tales Of Flynnigan Rider." Never being
interested in it before, he soon realized how much Flynnigan could
help him. He was smooth, and always knew what to say in any
Eugene was usually a wimp, besides when he heroically decided
to skip out on the life of an orphan, but that's pretty much where
it ends. Growing up, he constantly was getting picked on and beat
up because of how much skinnier and weak he was.
He craved to be madami like the hero of his book and over time
he gradually became madami like the man in his book. A taon had passed
since his escape, only 9 years old he was an accomplished thief
with a stash of money buried at the bottom of the maletin he had
stolen from one of the local merchants stands.
Over that taon he had also grown up in a physical sense, he was
now 5'5" and for a nine taon old that was unusual, but the boy was
proud, he was going to be a tall man someday!
Flynn Rider was now the name he told everyone when he was
introduced, gone was little Eugene Fitzherbert.
Flynn Rider didn't care about anyone, but his mind was still filled
with the little baby's eyes he had now seen over five years ago, the
13 taon old sometimes couldn't sleep at night in fear he would see
them in his dreams.
He knew it was the princess, there was no doubt in his mind it
was her. They had a mural of the royal family in the town square and
she was identical to the artist work. Flynn would never give up on
finding that girl, he imagined the reward would be madami then he
could even imagine. But the thing was, the connection he had instantly
felt with the baby was strange and he was sure it wasn't to be ignored.
Their destinys had to be entertwined somehow.
The cold air chilled him to the bone as he pulled the jacket
closer to his body in a desperate attempt to warm himself up.
Trudging through the snow, teeth chattering, the thief puffed smoke
from his mouth into the mapait cold. Winter was always the worst
time when you were homeless.
He had a job tonight though, he had seen a huge house sitting
on tuktok of a burol covered in snow during the daytime, Flynn was
desperately trying to find it again to see what riches he could take
from the people who lived there.
It was all so selfish but freezing and shivering the boy really couldn't
A light appeared through the dense woods, thankfully the snow
had quit falling when night fell so Flynn saw it right away and immediately
quickened his pace. The snow crunched as his boots made oval indentions
just revealing madami snow pack underneath the first coat, already
everyone could tell this was going to be a long winter.
Climbing up the burol leading to the house was going to be
tricky, Flynn was absolutely exhausted and was ready to sleep
for the night, but he needed to steal to survive.
As quiet as can be the boy sneakily circled the house and was
disappointed sa pamamagitan ng the light on inside, maybe they would go to sleep
Curiously he walked up to the window, snow from the trees surrounding
the house falling into the boys dark brown hair and dusting his nose
almost causing him to sneeze. His face was warmed sa pamamagitan ng the light
radiating from the indoors and he could tell it was thawing his very red
The sight of maybe a rich women sitting and knitting absent mindedly
in a chair while her husband drank wine and counted his money was
what Eugene was expecting, but the site that met him made his
blood go colder then it already was.
A brown haired little girl sat on the floor, fingers shaking as she
scrub away the red stain on the tile. She was too skinny, and couldn't
be madami than 9 atleast. That wasn't what shocked him, it was the
tears glistening in her big green eyes.
"Elizabeth?" Flynn whispered into the night air holding back the
tears he felt were about to come at any moment. His sister was
being treated like a servant.
He arms shaking along with her little fingers she threw down the
rag she was cleaning with and put her face in her hands. He could see
the drops of salty tears running through the creases of her fingers.
"Elizabeth!" A man's voice yelled coming into the spacious room
his shoes banging against the tile. Face red and grey hair spiked in
all directions from running his fingers through it too many times. The
dark suit and fine tailored clothes he wore proved he was the owner
of the house.
Immediately the girl stood up and wiped her face, the rag in her
hand dripping with soapy water from the bucket she had dipped it
in. Now standing Flynn could see just how skinny his sister had gotten,
at 9 she had to be only about 70 pounds and 5"1". The girl's cheek
Buto really stuck out now and the joy was completely gone from
her Esmeralda orbs.
Then fear struck again. What about Natalie? Was she ok? Did she
also have to act as a servant? Flynn's mind jumped to every possible
conclusion until he realized that a conversation was taking place right
in front of him, through the window.
"Are the floors clean?" The man seathed looking around in disgust despite
the nearly perfect tiling. The only imperfection was that red streak.
Flynn then noticed what that was after seeing it so much after
his countless injuries. Blood.
"Yes sir, I just have one madami spot to clean," Elizabeth's voice was
soft as she looked down at the ground where her barefeet were
shifting nervously as if she was awaiting something.
"Well hurry up! This must be clean before my wife comes tahanan
tomorrow!" The man's face was so close to Elizabeth's and he was
yelling directly at her, she didn't cringe though and stood strong.
"Yes," Was all she sinabi as she turned to go back to scrubbing
quickly being pushed pasulong and falling hard onto the floor below
her. She cried out in shock and in pain, Elizabeth's forhead and banged
against the floor and Flynn could see there was a small trickle of blood
already beginning to fall.
"You watch yourself, or your life could end just like your sister's
did," He left stomping out of the room and down the hall where
a door slammed hard. Elizabeth, now holding her head looked at
the streak of blood on the floor and began to cry.
Natalie had died, well had been killed. Flynn couldn't believe what
he just witnessed. His puso pounded and his body heated up with
absolute anger at the man who had killed his little sister and abused his
Inside Elizabeth got up slowly slightly dizzy and walked close to the
window to blow out the candle. Flynn held his breath as he backed
up against the cold pader hoping she wouldn't see him. The light
disappeared and he could hear the sound of small feet climbing the
He knew what he had to do.
Scaling the pader of the tahanan was easy, he had found a ladder lying
on the ground and had used it to climb up to a window. Flynn just
hoped it was the right one.
Looking inside it was dark, but he could see a little girl curled up
in a small bed, hand clutching at her head and silently crying. The
scene alone made Flynn want to go beat that man to a bloody pulp.
He set his numb fingers below the wooden window and tried to
push it up, to gain access to the inside. The wood groaned a bit
but Elizabeth never looked up. Finally he was able to slide the
window open and jump inside closing it again.
sa pamamagitan ng now Elizabeth was looking up terrified of who had just climbed
through her window. About to scream a cold hand clamped quickly
over her mouth.
"Shhh Beth it's only me..." The soft reply came, immediately
she knew who it was.
"Eugene?" The girl heard a slight laugh and cough.
"Uh...Yeah." That sarcastic reply was enough to convince her as she
jumped up latching onto her brother for a hug, ignoring the dizziness
that took hold of her.
"Eugene....It's terrible...home...Natalie...it was horrible!" She was
blubbering as the boy simply held on tightly to her patting her
back and whispering reassurances.
"I know, but right now I'm just worried about you..." Letting go
of her briefly he walked through the door on the other side of the
room and sure enough it was a powder room, a cleam cloth leaning
against the sink. Wetting it with cold water, Flynn returned to
the little girl who meekly sat on the edge of her kama clutching her head.
"Here...you fell pretty hard..." Looking greatfully up at him, Elizabeth
pressed the cool cloth to her forehead muttering a thanks.
"You saw that huh?" Flynn nodded watching sadly as the girl's
big green eyes filled with sadness. "Your lucky you wern't here yesterday...
he was so mad and Natalie..." Elizabeth just sighed the tears still
"Shhh...I'm glad to...I just can't believe it," His sister nodded sadly
as he took a upuan susunod to her. "You can't keep living like this."
"What else am I suppose to do?" Flynn wanted to word his answer
"Come with me" She stared at him a segundo considering then
"Eugene...I wouldnt't-" She was cut off though sa pamamagitan ng Flynn standing
up and placing his large hands on her small skinny shoulders, looking
right into her big eyes, hazel meeting green.
"Please, you'd be happier...don't you trust me?" Sighing Elizabeth
held the cloth tighter against her head closing her eyes while slowly
"Yes," The reply rang with all the sincerity she could muster up
at the moment.
"Ok well start packing, were going on a trip!" He sinabi with fake
enthusiasm as she stood up, this time without a stumble and
grabbed her bag from underneath her bed. "Oh and one madami thing."
"It's Flynn now," the thief smirked as his sister rolled her big green eyes
and shook her head laughing to herself. Already, she was becoming the Elizabeth
he use to know again.
She was his sister again, he wasn't alone.
A/N: Thoughts? It may be a little hard to follow...but if you have questions
state them in your review please.