A/N: Hey guys! So I just came up with this during the hiatus. I'm thinking about continuing it but am not sure. Let me know what you think!

Emma: Sarahpumpkin doesn't own OUAT. There I said it, can I go save the world now? Bye.

A Rose by Any Other Name

Emma is pretty sure she is done. With what, well…that's too long of a list.

Currently, this, she thinks, as she looks over to the faces of those she loves that the Wicked Witch of the West (because why not add Oz to her ever-growing messed-up fairy-tale life?) has decided to wound and freeze (because Pan doing it wasn't bad enough) as some sort of sick display in an attempt to break her, is a good place to start.

And oh, something in Emma snaps.

She has to protect these people that she loves unconditionally, yes, but accompanied with that overflowing feeling of love is this uncontrollable animal fury.

If the Witch thought she was being scary by conjuring a freaking tornado, Emma can't wait to show her what Emma can do, because in that moment all twenty-nine years of abandonment, pain, anger, and anguish seems to crash down on her, and she uses that to her advantage. She can practically hear Rumplestiltskin saying "Magic is emotion…you have to feel it" in her mind.

"Oh lost, orphan Emma…you honestly think you can defeat me?" The Witch taunts her.

Lost…orphan…Emma may have been those things at one time, but she knows that isn't who she is anymore. She is Emma freaking Swan, the Savior, the Daughter of Snow White and Prince Charming, Sheriff of Storybrooke, a mother, a fighter, a survivor, and she is not going to let some green lady tell her otherwise.

Glancing again at the faces of those she loves, Emma doesn't just think she can defeat the Witch, she knows that she can destroy her.

Then, as if agreeing with this sentiment, she begins to feel her magic stirring with-in her, and with an angry snarl Emma breaks. There's this blinding golden light shooting out of her heading straight towards the Witch, whose eyes have widened almost comically, causing Emma to chuckle darkly (and slightly hysterically).

"I am not an orphan, and I am not lost, not anymore. There are people who love me, who I love back that you have hurt, and now you're going to pay for that."

The Witch screams in agony, and the golden light burns into white with the intensity of Emma's declaration.

Finally, suddenly, there is a pulse of magic that breaks out (much like the one from True Love's kiss), knocking those left standing over (with the exception of Emma), and everything stills. The only evidence of the Witch ever being in Storybrooke is her hat, and the destruction left in her wake.

Emma, still not having processed it all, stands there visibly shaking with pent-up rage and emotion, staring at the place where the Wicked one once stood with tears streaming down her face, mouth agape.

All is quiet for a moment, before Emma gets a hold of herself, wipes away the tears, closes her mouth, and turns towards her family and friends who are all staring at her with shock and awe.

That's when Emma starts feeling her body weaken, the world spinning. She barely registers her knees hitting the ground, and the shouting, before her world goes black.

Note to self: It is possible to use too much magic at once, is her last thought before falling unconscious.