Disclaimer: All characters and known situations belong to their respective owners. I do not own OUAT. I do own some characters though that will be introduced in the future.

Author's note: So I read over the story and God it was terrible. I apologize on how terrible my writing was so I'm rewriting it, adding scenes and taking some out and continuing farther than it was and it may seem a tad darker than before. Thanks.

Authors note: Hello to all, a few months ago, this story was deleted and my account was hacked. I may have a busy schedule with work, school, and my upcoming surgery, but this story will be up and finished eventually. So, I got a message today from Rafa, where someone decided they wanted to rewrite our story and that's just the stupidest idea I ever heard, not because they aren't a good writer, but because they didn't have all the information and ideas that truly make this story for what it is.

This story is half CaptainSwan and half OutlawQueen.

Credit goes to Rafa for coming up with the idea

CHAPTER ONE

Suddenly, Regina wondered how she got here, on her knees against the wall, gazing around the room that was scattered with shattered glass and ripped up paper all over the floor with the coldness of the wooden floor penetrating her knee's that chilled her to the bone.

He lied to her. That incredibly good-looking man that she had never denied had lied to her, had used her, and this was how their relationship was going to end.

She bet anything that his soul was black as coal- or at least it seemed like that because everything she knew was just a lie.

Because he was a lie.

Because they were a lie.

All she had now was anger and hatred, and that seemed to be the only emotion she could express as it rolled off in waves, even now as she glared down at the floor with her jaw clenched and her eyes cold and almost black.

And yet, she still loved him after finding of the bet, but she was slowly starting to think about all the things they've been through together.

Was any of it real? What it all pretend? Did he have a whore on the side that watched her and laughed? What was this?

She didn't have answers to those questions and figured she would never get those answers, but then something occurred to her.

There's nothing better than revenge, and if anyone knew Regina, then they know how she's like when she betrayed.

She gazed across the bar that was called The Jolly Roger watching her best friend talking to her partner, David "Charming" Nolan about God knows what reminding Regina day in and day out on how easy it is to just open up to someone and befriending someone is, but that wasn't her, not anymore.

It took almost two years to finally call her relationship with Emma Swan a friendship and right now she was holding a grudging respect towards her because everyone seemed to trust her and love her like she was a local. She couldn't help but wonder how Emma's voice, so calm and soft, instantly putting everyone at ease when a situation occurred that made their hearts want to leap out of the there chest.

But then again, only those close to Emma could hear the almost undetectable hardness in her tone, a smooth predatory purr that slid off her tongue like silk. Emma had always been more pleasing and outgoing even if her past continued to haunt her every single day and somehow she got through it. Regina was respectful, polite and easy to be around but she had her moments where she could be volatile, unpredictable, selfish, petulant, quick to anger and sometimes oversensitive, but that was barely ever.

Emma possessed many things, but what many people didn't know about her was she possessed a quiet confidence that made her quite possibly the most dangerous person in town. What held her back from getting what she wants is probably the law and, in Regina's opinion, was Killian Jones, who Emma wanted more than life itself as her heart bled for him, not to mention how she has this unfaltering respect for him that will never change.

But they weren't anything but friends and that was an annoyance to Regina because they deserved to be together more than anyone else in this fucked up town where violence doesn't occur all that much since the killings back a year ago where August couldn't help his explosive nature that was combined with a penchant for violence and overall lacked such empathy for others, making his presence downright perilous even though he loved his family and a couple of friends- and he did, in his own special way that nobody would ever understand- he didn't hesitate to go on a killing spree when got rubbed the wrong way making Emma and Graham take him down, killing him instantly.

But August loved every minute when he was in control and Regina will never forget all the casualties that got in the way of his explosive nature. The memories of the screaming and blood stuck with her.

Regina heard her best friend chuckle sitting beside her when the new bartender faked a cough placing a drink in front of her when Emma gazed to Regina then back to the bartender thinking the same, almost feeling the nervousness the bartender.

Regina smirked, knowing it was the vibe that swirled around them even if Emma stayed emotionless as she had perfected a faultlessly smooth deception growing up the way she did, but it was something Regina was never able to imitate even with the tragedy and death she had dealt with in her past.

"Well Miss Swan, what was that about?" Regina said with the bartender still standing there, awkwardly- What the hell was his name again? She didn't know- gracing him with an unexpected smile and he returned before disappearing down the bar.

Regina spaced out for a moment, hearing a cheer down the bar towards the swimming and friend's group then back to her friend who was swirling her drink around with a toothpick.

"A body found in the office. With Graham out for a while, were-" she stopped, thinking "were not exactly full forced for another killing spree."

Regina smiled at Emma. The Sheriff always cared for the people of Storybrooke, always trying to protect them even if she was outnumbered with resources and deputies she seemed to always found a will.

What was the saying? If there's a will, there's a way? Regina, shook her head putting the rim of the glass to her lips and drowning the contents into her mouth.

"Hey, love didn't know you were here," Killian Jones interrupted causing Emma to smile right when he came in sight. If Regina didn't think her best friend was in love with him before, she believes it now.

"Regina, how are you?" David asked gently. Regina smiled, placing her glass on the table and actually started a conversation with him.

Instead of ignoring him like she always does, she decided to take her own advice and let someone in, even if the certain someone's girlfriend happens to hate her more than her mother and that was sad, not to mention true.

"I'm doing pretty good, how are you?" she asked, looking down at her drink.

Regina may be the nicest nurse, and the purest twenty-four-year-old to exist in Storybrooke, Maine as her sex drive was insatiable, and she couldn't help but want attention. It was impossible for her to stare at a man too long without picturing them naked, let alone with them on top of her- even if she has never had sex, she couldn't help but crave it as everyone knows, and fingers can only do so much.

But then again, you don't need a man to pleasure yourself.

"Sorry to cut this short, but I need to go to the office before I go home since I have work in the morning, see you soon?" He asked sweetly. She nodded, pressing her lips to his cheek watching his cheeks lightly tint red before paying for his drink and walked out with his hypocrite of a girlfriend.

"Aye, wanna go for a walk?" Killian asked his accented voice, huskier and seductive as ever towards Emma.

Lucky bitch.

Emma turned to Regina who smiled, giving her silent permission for her to leave her at the bar to go walking towards town with the man she loves. Regina wouldn't blame her if she didn't show up to work on time tomorrow either, but Emma wanted a stable relationship with Killian, and that meant friendship before a relationship.

Just as her mind had wondered how much she would like to strip the handsome bartender and let him plunge his cock into her tight, soaking wet pussy, she was jolted out of her daydream when someone brushed her tight, making her turn.

"Hello beautiful, I'm Robin Nolan," he introduced, putting a glass of whiskey in front of her as he sat right beside her.

Her breathing hitched when her eyes roamed over him, eventually meeting his gaze, seeing a desperate shine reflected shine in his deep orbs. Forget the handsome bartender, this Robin Nolan was more handsome and just as beautiful.

"I'm Regina Mills, pleased to meet you."

Many chapters will uploaded in the next few days over the week.