NOTE: I do not own OUAT, I wish I did! Regina's daughter is mine, however her fairy tale charcter is not.

This story is 95 percent AU, it takes place in SB before the curse is broken and flashes between present day at FTL some 11 years before the curse breaks.

Any grammer mistakes are my own, so I apologize now if my spell check autocorrects something wrong. Someone requested I write this story so I thought I'd give it a go with an intro piece here, and I may add in a storybrooke chapter so that you can see how it will flow. There are mentions of torture and abuse in some chapters. If anyone is interested in this story at all please let me know with review and I'll see about continueing.

Summary: This stroy centers around Regina's life, the trials she faced and the love lost at the hands of her abusive mother leading up to her casting the cruse. Discover why Regina is the way she is, and how a new visitor in story brooke can change everything.

~FAIRYTALE LAND. 13 YEARS PRELUDING THE CURSE~

Regina winced as the dank water engulfed her mangled hands. A swirl of pus and blood from the cracks in her swollen fingers tainted the already murky wash bucket. The cool water felt good against the heat radiating off her tired body. Oh how she longed to soak in a basin of cool, crisp water, relax her muscles and give in to her restlessness. The thought of fresh water caused Regina's already parched throat to burn with the desire for a drink. If only she could have a sip, just one. If only she could rest for a moment. No rest would come for Regina, and this she knew all too well. The sound of heavy tin clanking beyond her barricade caused her to lurch away from the bucket. She must not be caught faltering from her work. What she had once called her home was now her prison. Pain was her punishment. Regina had sinned and with sin brings shame, to Regina and to her family. For that shame Regina was paying the ultimate price.

She drew in a ragged breath, forcing her heavy eyes to focus on the task at hand. Looping the thick material through until it formed the last neat little square in the wicker basket. Regina knew she must inspect it carefully for if there was the slightest of an imperfection her mother would be furious.

With a dreaded sigh Regina brought her to her lips; she'd given up on using her nimble fingers long ago. She no longer had the strength to rip any sharp splinters from the baskets. Her teeth felt like mush from her lack of nutrition, still it was all she could muster to bite down on the basket and tear away the sharp edges that remained where she's woven its end, her eyes stung as water threatened to poor over them.

Regina cried out in pain as she felt the crimson liquid seep from her gums. 'I've had enough!' She thought as she threw the basket against the wall and drew her knees in to her shaking form as she cradled herself against the wall, sobs emanating from deep within her chest.

The taste of blood made her stomach churn. Her raw ankle burned against the cool metal trapping her in this place. She was no longer a person; she was reduced to being chained to the wall like a filthy animal. She had been forgotten by the outside world. A victim of her own mother's abuse, her father had turned a blind eye to her treatment. She had never felt so alone, and yet she was not alone at all. The child within her would most certainly not allow her to forget. Her hand moved to her rounded belly, the movements of her child filled Regina's heart with love and brought an ever so delicate smile to her face even in her weakened state. Tears poured from her eyes as she caressed her stomach lovingly. In an almost inaudible voice she seemed to try and sooth the child within her. "I'm so sorry..." She hiccupped through shallow breaths. "I'm so, so sorry... I've tried so hard to protect you from her... I love you so much..."

Regina was woken by the sound of the wooden door creaking open. Her bloodshot eyes met the gleaming light of a torch. Regina had to squint as she raised her hand above her forehead in an attempt to shield her eyes. It was then she caught sight of the darkened figure looming in the doorway.

"Mother?" Regina's throat cracked from disuse and strain as the figure came closer, it appeared to be holding a brass dinner tray in one hand and a goblet in the other.

"You insolate girl!" Cora screeched while dumping the boiling contents of the goblet over Regina's head. Regina let out a blood curdling scream only to be met with the back of Cora's hand.

"Mother please!" Regina begged, shivering from the shock of the liquid which now stung her entire body. "Please... stop this... I beg of you..."

Cora couldn't resist smirking as she bent down to her daughter's level. "My dear, it is you who has left me with no other choice." Cora laid her hand on her daughter's clammy cheek.

"You yourself can stop all of this right now darling... sweetheart." Cora beamed down at Regina, seeing her body so tired, her spirit so broken. Surely now she would relent and come forth with whom she had laid with.

"All you have to do... Is tell me the name of the peasant who fathered this abomination." Cora smoothed Regina hair and placed a soft kiss on her forehead. "Tell mommy, won't you dear? I promise mommy take care of everything."

Cora's words came out so sickening sweet it made Regina want to vomit. "I don't know mother! I've told you again and again I do not know! I was in the woods, a hooded man attacked me! I lay with no one! I am not at fault... And this child is not an abomination, mother!"

Regina was seething at her mother's remark. How dare she call her own grandchild an abomination? Regina had known much cruelty in her life... but this was a side her of mother even she could not fathom. This woman was evil.

Regina placed her hand before her stomach protectively as Cora's grim became cold and ice. "You silly, silly girl. You think me to be a fool? Do you!" Cora's grabbed Regina's chin roughly, forcing the girl to look in the eye.

"NO!" Regina tried desperately to break her mother's hold on her. "

I don't know his name mother… please… you must believe me! What more must I do to show you this. For months you've treated me as a slave seeking an answer I do not possess! I have never known his name nor shall I! I beg of you please stop this!"

Cora's fingers dug in to Regina's chin as she shoved her back.

"Enough! You will cease this nonsense at once!"

Regina's frail body was thrown against the wall full force at the flick of Cora's hand.

"You're just as stubborn as your father… Still... in time he came to see I only had his best interests at heart." The words poured out of Cora's mouth like velvet venom while Regina withered in pain.

Her whole body felt as if it were on fire. "Mo..mother..please.." Regina's back arched forward as a stinging pain ripped through her spine.

"You must learn, my darling pet... that it is in your best interest not to fight me..." Those words would live on in Regina's mind for many years to come... one day they might even ensure her freedom.

"I'll ask you one last time Regina, who fathered that child! Name your forbidden lover! You know what awaits you of you hold your tongue with me."

Regina had made up her mind the very moment she had learned she would bare the child of the man she truly loved with all her heart that no one must ever know his name or of her love for him. It was the only way she could protect him. He was not of noble blood and would be cast out, banished from the kingdom for sleeping with a princess of her stature, worse yet if her mother knew… Regina couldn't bear the thought of losing her love more the thought of her child to be fatherless.

Regina looked Cora in the eye at that moment, her face pale and tear stained.

"I don't know who it is mother."

Regina gave her most convincing look of innocence when she in fact knew all too well the answer.

"Suit yourself Regina..."

Regina's clothing was torn from her body, only a tattered white underdress was left clinging to her thin bruised body. Regina looked around wide eyed as the leather straps enclosed her hands and feet, pulling her in all different directions. She felt as if her body would be ripped apart.

"This hurts me... more than it hurts you dear."

Cora threw her hand back and then forward in a lashing sequence, though Cora held nothing in her hand Regina felt every sting of the leather against her skin. Regina's screams echoed throughout the chamber until she had no energy left to scream. Her limp form swayed as it hung on the wall. Blood seeped down her arms, through her raven tresses, trickling its way down her torso where the rivers of blood met in the pool beneath her aching body.

Regina hung there for the better part of four moons before she roused in a bought of dizziness, The smell of her own bodily fluids turned Regina's stomach, The sight of the blood pooling from between her legs was too much, She turned her head and wrenched all down her hanging form. The nausea ceased to pass, if anything it grew worse in the passing minutes of her wake. Regina knew she had to get herself free from the straps binding her; the problem she faced was not being able to feel her hands nor was she able to lift her aching head. She was completely helpless in this moment. Regina had the feeling she had been left for dead. "So this is how it feels... to be broken...to be weak… to be helpless... to die..." She spoke so softly not even the rats at her feet could have heard her. As if her speaking held some magical quality her crimson coated wristed slipped through the binds and her body hit the cobble stone floor with a thud, her forehead splitting open as it met a sharp stone.

Regina's eyes burst open as pain ripped through her abdomen; this pain was different from her mother's pain. She could feel her insides spreading, tearing with each ripple of pain. "The baby."

Regina griped her stomach, curling in to herself as the pains continued to tear through her mangled form. She let out a blood curdling scream that could have frightened the bravest of nights. She tried desperately to push herself up with one hand but fell miserably; she had to get to the door.

She clawed her way towards it, inch by in stone by stone. Her nails ripping from their beds, causing more blood to dampen the floor and slow her journey. Regina fell short three feet... She couldn't will herself to go any further, the pain was unbearable, she turned herself on her side, spreading her sticky legs.

She had to relieve the pressure she felt burning in her loins. Blood had soaked her gown in minutes, hot and sticky clots bubbling out of her. Regina was afraid not only for her life, but for her babies. Regina was terrified something was wrong... that her baby would die.

"Somebody help me!" Her screams bellowed through the halls. She lay curled on her side, one hand between her legs, the other squeezing her stomach as she withered in pain. "Help me! Help me...god… oh god... somebody..."

Regina's pleas of agony were halted by Cora, who gave Regina a blow to the mouth. Blood oozed from the right side of her upper lip, torn open by Cora's ring. Regina looked up at Cora desperately, her hand reaching out to her.

"Help me... please...mother... please..." Regina's vision was hazing, she felt as if she was floating in and out of her body

. "All sins must be answered for..." Came the mocking tone of her mother, who clasped her hands together, shaking her head as she left Regina laying there to fend for herself.

It was only when Regina was sure her mother was gone that she dared call out for her lover, for her child's father, who she so desperately wished has his arms around her at the very moment.

"Daniel..."She cried... "Daniel help me… oh god…" She pleaded to the walls and to the gods above for relief... for her freedom... for her child's life.