The Dark Legacy

MackenzieW

A/N: This is a rewrite of my fanfiction as I was not happy with how it was going and felt I could do so much better. I hope you all enjoy this new version. Thank you so much for your patience.

A/N 2: This is a sequel to my other fanfiction, The Prince of Darkness. I highly recommend reading that first to understand why Robin has magic, his connection to Camelot and the custody arrangement between Robin, Regina and Zelena.

Disclaimer: I do not own the characters and recognizable plots from Once Upon a Time. If I did, you bet Robin would still be alive.

Chapter 1: A Foreboding Feeling

Robin flipped the burgers on the grill with one hand and took a sip of his beer with the other. He looked over the bottle at Will, waving his friend over. "Can you see who wants cheeseburgers and who just wants plain hamburgers?" he asked.

"Sure," Will replied. "I can tell you I want a plain hamburger, burnt."

"I'll drop it into the charcoals just for you," Robin replied, rolling his eyes.

Will gave him a cheeky smile and a thumbs' up. "Thanks, mate! I'll be right back with everyone else's orders."

Robin watched his friend walk away and smiled. It had been awkward between them, mostly on Robin's side, for several months after the Dark One had been destroyed. He recalled everything he had done while possessed by the great evil, sometimes waking from a nightmare in a cold sweat. The phantom feeling of holding Will's beating heart in his hand combined with the memories of beating his friend so badly he ended up in the hospital gave him some of his worst pain. Guilt continued to gnaw at him and he did his best to make it up to Will, who had been very forgiving about everything. He had reminded Robin that he had once betrayed the legendary thief and that Robin had still forgiven him. They worked at their friendship and were on even better terms.

As always happened when he thought of his sins as the Dark One, his mind turned to what he considered the absolute worst—putting Regina in mortal danger. Often at night, his conscience tormented him with the images of her in his arms, bleeding out and struggling for air. He watched again as the light dimmed in her eyes and she grew limp in his hold. It squeezed his heart and made him feel like he was dying as well. His actions had almost cost him the woman he loved and he still was unable to forgive himself for that.

Phantom panic rose inside him and he glanced over to where Regina was sitting. She was dressed in a flowy red sundress that still did little to hide her baby bump, especially as she was almost at nine months and her due date was in a few weeks. Happiness radiated from her as she spoke with Mal and Mary Margaret, gently rocking Haven as the baby girl slept in her carrier, and relief spread through him.

She was fine as was the daughter growing inside her.

Will returned, grabbing a beer from the cooler. "Seven cheeseburgers, four hamburgers. Yes, that four includes mine."

"Then that's five, including mine, and seven cheeseburgers. Thank you, Will," Robin said, pulling out the cheese. He placed slices on seven different hamburgers before closing the grill cover again.

Picking up his beer again, Robin took a long swig as his eyes scanned the yard. Little John chased Henry and Roland around, stomping around like a giant or an ogre as the two boys worked together to take him down. Despite the age gap, Henry never appeared to mind playing with Roland and for that, Robin was grateful. Roland had been through a lot of change in the past year and a half—from being transported from the Enchanted Forest to here in Storybrooke, having the memories of his mother who was really just Zelena in disguise erased, losing Robin to the darkness, moving in with Regina and Henry, gaining a little sister and about to gain another one. It certainly was a lot for the little boy.

Henry had been a life-saver during this time—quite literally in one sense, Robin realized. He had stepped up from the moment Regina had brought Roland into their house, keeping the promise she had made to Robin to take care of the boy, and made sure Roland had felt comfortable despite the fact his father was gone. And then he continued to take care of Roland during Robin's darkest days, keeping the boy safe and entertained while everyone tried to save Robin from the darkness. In the end, it had been Henry who had done that, giving Roland his father back.

Robin was very proud to call Henry his son and he hoped one day, Henry would be proud to call him his father.

"You going to check on those burgers?" Will asked, interrupting his musing as he motioned to the grill. "I doubt everyone likes theirs burnt like I do."

"Shit!" Robin set down his beer and opened the grill cover, letting out a sigh of relief when he saw the burgers weren't charred.

Will chuckled, giving him a playful slap. "You lucked out, mate. Course, you probably could've used your magic to fix it."

Pulling a face as he started to transfer the burgers to the serving platter, Robin shook his head. "I don't like to use my magic for something like that. The food doesn't taste as good when one uses magic."

"Oh, really? Is that a fact?" Will asked teasingly.

"I think so," Henry said, approaching them. His cheeks were red and he was panting from his game with Roland and Little John. "Mom says the same thing. She says magic can't replicate her secret ingredient."

Will raised his eyebrow. "And what would that be?"

"Love," Robin and Henry replied in unison, the two grinning at each other when they finished.

"Oh, come on," Will said, scoffing. "Like Regina would be that sentimental, even about her cooking and to you two."

Robin glanced over at Henry, who nodded. He turned his head. "Hey, Mom, what's the one ingredient you can't magic?"

"Love," she called out, frowning. "Why?"

Will gaped at her. "Really?"

She crossed her arms. "You've got a problem with that, Scarlet? Doubt I could put some love into my food?"

It was easy banter between friends and Robin knew there was no real fire behind his wife's words. So he just stood back, making sure Will's burger got as burnt as possible, and watched his friend and Regina go back and forth.

"Are you going to watch those two tease each other all day or are you going to serve us those burgers?" David asked, coming up behind Robin and clapping his shoulder.

Robin chuckled, handing him the platter. "Sorry. Can you hand these out for me?"

"Sure. Make the guests do all the work," David said with a smile. He then winked at Robin, heading back to the table.

Turning to his friend, Robin clapped him on the back. "Come on. You can continue heckling my wife at the table."

"Is my burger burnt?" Will asked, looking at him suspiciously.

"To a crisp," Robin replied, pulling the charred burger from the grill. He showed it to Will, who nodded in approval, and then placed it on a plate. He held it out to his friend. "Here you go."

Will thanked him, taking the plate and his beer to follow Robin to the table. He took a seat by Little John, ribbing their larger friend about all the condiments he had placed on his cheeseburger. Little John took shots at how burnt Will's burger was and the friendly banter continued as they started to eat.

Robin sat next to Regina, taking his burger as he checked on Haven. She continued to sleep in her carrier, undisturbed by the conversations buzzing around her. Haven was a good sleeper, something that he and Regina appreciated late at night.

"Papa, can you help me put ketchup on my hamburger?" Roland asked him, kneeling on the bench next to Robin. He held the ketchup bottle in one hand and had placed his plate on the table.

"Of course," he said, taking the bottle from his son. He shook it and squeezed the ketchup out to create a smiley face. "There you go."

Roland chuckled. "Thank you, Papa."

The boy moved down the table to sit with Little John, Will and Henry. Emma took his abandoned spot, picking up a cheeseburger from the plate. "Thanks for the food, Robin," she said.

"You're welcome," he said. "This is my first barbecue and I'm happy it turned out well."

"We'll make a regular Joe of you yet, Robin Hood," she teased.

He kept smiling but he knew his brow furrowed from confusion. "Regular Joe? Isn't that coffee?"

Emma laughed before saying: "Well, people call coffee 'cup of joe' and I think Granny has a special with the name 'Regular Joe' but it's just a way of calling someone 'normal.'"

"Don't worry, mate," Killian said, raising his beer to Robin. "Confuses the hell out of me too."

Haven's nose scrunched up as she frowned, squirming in her carrier. She let out soft whimpers and Robin knew she was trying to fight waking up. He reached over to pick her up but Emma beat him to it. "I've got it. We can spend some quality godmother-goddaughter time together," she said, rocking Haven as she continued to fuss.

"She's probably hungry," Regina told Emma. "There's a bottle in the fridge you can heat up for her."

Emma nodded, taking Haven into the house as Robin placed her carrier on the ground so he could see the others at the end of the table. Mary Margaret smiled, giving him a wave. "Thanks for the party, you two," she told him and Regina.

"Thank you for coming," he said, wrapping his arm around Regina. "We're glad everyone could make it."

"Well, I'm not one to pass up free food," Little John said, patting his rotund stomach as he smiled at them.

Regina hummed. "No one would ever accuse you of that, John. Don't worry."

Everyone laughed, John the loudest. His wife and best friends had settled into an easy friendship now, each teasing each other as much as the other. It warmed Robin to see how much his Merry Men accepted his new family.

"I propose a toast," David said, raising his beer high. Everyone followed suit with their own drinks and he smiled at them. "To Robin and Regina, for a wonderful family gathering. Thank you."

Everyone echoed the sentiments before taking sips of their drinks. Robin took a sip of his beer before finally digging into his burger. It still wasn't as good as Granny's but the flavors of the meat and charcoal still tasted delicious. He was definitely going to love barbecuing, especially for his family.

Twilight descended upon their family gathering and Robin watched as a few fireflies illuminated the blueness that shrouded them. Emma stood in a corner of the yard, helping Roland and Henry with sparklers she had purchased. The bright sparks danced as the boys moved them around in the air and Robin chuckled, amused by the sight.

Haven lay on a blanket over the grass, propped up on all fours. She had attempted to crawl a few times and he knew it was only a matter of time before she mastered the skill. For now, though, she was content to just rest there and watch the world around her with her wide blue eyes as everyone kept their eyes on her.

Robin knelt on the blanket as Haven reached out a hand, trying to capture a lightning bug. He grabbed her, pulling her on his lap. "No, sweetheart. Let the bugs fly around in peace," he told her.

She laughed, turning her attention to him. Haven stood on his lap as he held her steady, letting her little fingers explore his face. Robin pretended to eat them, drawing another laugh from her. It made his spirits soar and he smiled at his beautiful daughter, her joy infectious.

While he regretted the circumstances around her conception and birth, Robin could never regret having Haven in his life. She had enriched it in her few short months of life and had made their family even better. Roland and Henry had embraced their new sister, helping to take care of her in their own ways. And though he had felt guilty about asking Regina to help him raise a baby created to cause her anguish, she had kissed it away and proven to him that she loved the girl as much as he did. He saw it in her eyes every time she looked at Haven and in the ways she cared for the girl. It only made him love her more.

"Are you having fun pulling on Papa's nose?" he asked his daughter as her little fingers closed on his nose. She gave a little tug and he made a face, making her smile yet again.

A chill swept over Robin and the hairs on the back of his neck stood on end. He felt as if he was being watched so he looked up, scanning for something out of the ordinary. Everyone was present and accounted for—there were no extra bodies or an unidentified pair of eyes. All seemed well.

Regina waddled over to him, running her fingers through his hair. "Is something wrong?"

"Do you get the feeling we're being watched?" he asked her, unable to shake the feeling.

She frowned, shaking her head. "Why? Do you?"

He nodded, eyes still scanning the property. "The wards are still in place, right? The ones we all put up to keep Zelena out?"

"Yes. Do you think she's watching us?" Regina's fingers stopped as she tensed up, no doubt worried about having an encounter with her sister.

"I don't know. Maybe I should go investigate." He started to put Haven back down on the blanket but the baby girl let out a cry of displeasure, so he kept his hold on her.

Regina stepped away. "I'll go have Emma and David investigate. If she's out there, they'll catch her."

He nodded, thanking her. The last thing any of them needed was Zelena showing up to try and take Haven from them. While they knew she had moved into her own apartment and was going to sessions with Dr. Hopper, Zelena was still not ready to be a mother—no matter what she thought. She still saw Haven as a nothing more than something to possess, something to laud over Regina.

Haven deserved better than that. She deserved the mother she had in Regina—one who tended to her every need and made sure she wanted for nothing.

Emma and David headed for the front yard, ready to search for anyone who was trying to ruin their party. Regina returned and she conjured up a chair, sitting down next to him and Haven. She waved to the girl, who reached out for her hand. Her fingers wrapped around one of Regina's, laughing as Regina waved the hand around as she hummed a silly song.

"Is Mama being funny?" Robin asked their daughter. "Is she making you laugh, sweetheart?"

Haven bounced on his legs, blue eyes focused on Regina. They were full of happiness, the one thing he wanted for her most of all. It was confirmation he and Regina were giving her the life she deserved.

The feeling of being watched melted away and his hair returned to normal. Robin relaxed, looking up as Emma and David approached them. He knew their report before they even opened their mouths. "No one's there, right?" he asked.

"If they were, they're gone," David replied. "They may have caught on that we realized they were there."

"Do you think it was Zelena?" Regina asked, frowning.

Emma shrugged. "I didn't detect her magical signatures and the wards are still in place. But that doesn't mean she didn't try. I'll pay her a visit tomorrow to make sure of that."

"Thank you, Emma," Regina said and he echoed the sentiment before their friend walked away.

As his wife relaxed in her chair and Haven plopped down on his lap, curling up against him, Robin tried to put all thoughts of being watched out of his mind. For now, he was going to focus on his family.

That night, Regina curled up with Haven on the bed she shared with Robin after the baby girl's bath. She was dressed in a light pink sleeper and her red curls were starting to dry after Regina had combed them. Her teddy bear laid next to her and the girl reached up, pushing at his nose as she laughed.

For a long time, Regina had harbored doubts about her ability to be a good mother to the girl. She feared that she would look at Haven and see Zelena, thinking only of the way the woman had violated Robin. Regina worried it would color how she treated Haven, thinking she wouldn't be as warm and loving with her as she was with Roland and Henry. But the moment she held Haven, she knew those fears were unfounded. Haven was her daughter and she adored the little girl, watching as she discovered the world around her with wonder and joy.

Haven reached up toward her and she took the hand, kissing it. "You want a hug from Mama?" Regina asked. Haven giggled and kicked her feet, which Regina took as a yes. She picked her up and cuddled with her, dropping kisses into her damp curls.

The door creaked open and she rolled over to see Roland standing there. He clutched his monkey close to him as he looked at her. "Can I join you?"

"Of course, my little knight," she told him. She moved over on the bed and patted a spot next to her. "Come here."

Roland climbed onto the bed and curled on her other side. She wrapped her arm around him and kissed his forehead. "Is something wrong?"

"No," he said. "I just wanted to cuddle with you."

Her heart melted and she gave him a little squeeze. "I'm always willing to do that with you."

She felt little hands on her stomach as Haven pushed herself up, laughing as she tried to climb over Regina. The little girl reached out for her brother, smiling at him as their mother gave her a little boost. "I think she wants to spend time with you, Roland."

"Hi, Haven," he said as they adjusted to let the baby lay between the two of them. Haven grabbed Roland's nose and he looked up at Regina. "Is this her way of saying hi?"

"For now," she told him, chuckling.

Haven laid her head on Roland's shoulder, patting Mr. Bananas as her eyes started to close. "She's getting sleepy," Regina whispered.

"What should we do?" he whispered back, eyes wide as his sister curled up closer to him.

"Just lie still and we'll be very quiet."

Roland nodded and watched as Haven's eyes closed before opening. She repeated it a few times before her head fell onto his shoulder and her breathing evened out. Regina rubbed her back, smiling as she whispered: "You helped your sister fall asleep. Thank you."

"I'll take her to her crib," Robin said, creeping closer to the bed.

She frowned as she watched her husband pick their daughter up. "How long have you been watching us?"

"Not long," he told her, letting Haven settle against his shoulder as he rubbed her back like Regina had. "It was too sweet a scene to interrupt."

Roland rolled closer to her, cuddling as best as he could with her stomach in the way. She ran her fingers through his curls as she smiled softly. "I guess I see what you mean."

"Come on, sweetheart," Robin murmured to Haven, even though she was sound asleep. "Let's leave Mama and Roland to have some bonding time."

He left the room, closing the door behind him with his magic. Roland looked up at her, brown eyes wide. "Can you tell me a bedtime story, Mom?"

"Sure," she said. "We'll have to go back to your room so we can pick out a book, though. I don't have one here."

"Can't you just make one up? Please?" he begged.

She shook her head. "I'm not creative like Henry or your Papa. You'll enjoy one of the books much better."

"But I don't want to move," he whined, holding onto her tighter. "I want to stay here in bed with you."

Regina sighed, rubbing his arms. An idea crept into her mind and she smiled. "Do you want to practice your magic, sweetheart?"

His eyes popped open and he perked up, always eager to practice his magic. "How?" he asked.

She smiled, leaning closer. "I want you to pick whichever book you want me to read to you and I want you to focus on it in your mind. Okay?"

"Okay, Mom." He closed his eyes, scrunching up his face as he really concentrated on it. "I got it."

"Good. Now I want you to imagine it in your hands. Can you do that?"

He nodded and he held out his hands, as if he were already holding it. Regina watched as a few curls of light green smoke emerged from his finger tips and she smiled. "You're doing it, sweetheart. Really concentrate, okay?"

"Okay." He scrunched up his face even more and Regina reached over, grabbing her phone in order to take a picture. It was too adorable.

The green smoke grew thicker and then died away to reveal Harry Potter and the Sorcerer's Stone. He opened his eyes and gasped. "I did it, Mom! Look!"

She smiled widely, kissing his forehead. "Yes, you did. I'm so proud of you. You'll be an expert with your magic soon enough."

"Look, Papa!" Roland said as the door opened, Robin slipping back inside with Haven. "I conjured this book all by myself."

Robin smiled proudly at his son. "You did? That's great."

As Roland puffed out his chest and smiled widely, Regina tilted her head to study her daughter. Haven was awake again and clinging to her father, which made her frown. "What's wrong?"

"I don't know," he said, passing Haven back to her. "I went to put her in her crib and she woke up, getting fussy and refusing to let go of me. I figured I would bring her back in here."

Regina held Haven close as Robin climbed onto the bed on the other side of Roland. The boy looked between them, concerned. "Does this mean we're not going to read?" he asked.

"Of course it doesn't," she assured him, letting Haven curl up on her chest as she pulled him close. "Papa will have to hold the book for me, but we'll be able to read together."

"And I'll happily hold it," Robin said, taking the book from Roland. He opened it to the marked page and held it out for her. "How's this?"

She grinned. "Perfect. Are we ready?"

Roland nodded, cuddling closer to her as she started to read about Harry's first Halloween at Hogwarts. Haven settled down, little hand curling around Regina's nightgown, and she drifted off yet again. Whatever had disturbed the little girl had certainly passed and Regina hoped it wouldn't happen again.

It was still dark when Robin awoke. He lifted his head, checking the clock beside his side of the bed. Green numbers glowed back at him—4:15 AM. It was only a few hours since he laid down to go to sleep and he wasn't sure why he had woken up. H rolled over, satisfied to find Regina lying beside him. She was on her side, one hand resting on her swollen stomach while the other was tucked under her head. He watched as she slept on, enjoying a peaceful night that had become a precious commodity as their daughter's due date drew closer.

An uneasy feeling settled over Robin, though, and he sat up. Something was wrong and he knew he would not rest until he found what it was. He carefully pushed back the blankets before sliding from the bed without disturbing Regina. Robin padded toward the door and slipped out into the quiet and dark hallway.

He opened the first door he come to—the nursery. Tiptoeing inside, he peered over the crib to find Haven still sound asleep. Her cheek was pressed to the mattress and her diapered bum was up in the air. It seemed to be an uncomfortable position for sleeping but the baby girl didn't seem to mind. He pressed a kiss to his fingers and gently touched her cheek before heading back out again.

Crossing the hall, Robin opened the door to Roland's room. The boy was sound asleep in his bed, arm wrapped around Mr. Bananas as he snored softly. Robin kissed his forehead and Roland did not stir, so all was well. That just left Henry's room.

Once he was assured their eldest was sound asleep and safe in his bed, Robin decided to head downstairs. The feeling hadn't yet passed and now the hairs on the back of his neck were standing on end. Something was going on and he was determined to get to the bottom of it.

The first level of their house was also quiet and dark. Robin still conjured up his bow, gripping it tightly as he searched every room. All were empty and he finished his search in the kitchen, looking out all the windows as he wished he had kept his booby traps around the property from when he was the Dark One.

Movement caught his eye and he headed toward the door, ready to confront whoever was trespassing on their property. His mind immediately went to Zelena and he feared that she was trying to kidnap Haven from them. Even with her magic under wraps, he had no doubt that she could find a way to spirit his baby girl to Oz or another realm it would be hard to get her back from.

Robin stepped outside and spotted a shadowy figure by a tree. A cold sensation washed over him and he pulled an arrow from thin air, nocking it as he advanced toward the fence. "Show yourself!"

The figure made no movement nor called out in response. Robin continued to walk closer, ready to let loose his arrow. "If that's you, Zelena, leave now and I won't tell Regina about this."

When the figure still hadn't moved, he let his arrow fly. The dark mass disintegrated, dissipating like a dark cloud as his arrow ended up in a tree. Robin hurried over to the spot, looking around. There was no sign anybody—or anything—had been there except for his arrow and the coldness he had felt disappeared. His skin warmed up even in the cool night air and his hair no longer stood on end. Robin didn't know what he had seen but as he removed his arrow, he decided not to tell Regina about it. She was too close to giving birth and he didn't want to upset her. For now, he would just be extra vigilant.

Using his magic to send his bow back to its proper spot, Robin headed back inside. He locked the door again before climbing back upstairs. Regina continued to sleep on as he slid into bed again, kissing her cheek before falling asleep himself.

Shadows gathered outside the gates to 108 Mifflin Street, creating something that resembled a human form. Its face focused on two windows upstairs, both next to each other and both with the curtains drawn. Yet it knew what lay on the other side of them—two powerful girls, despite one being a baby and one being unborn. Their powers would only grow stronger and stronger as they grew older and one day, they would be formidable witches.

Of course, they would never reach that day if it had its way. Their power was going to be its redemption and nothing would stop it from achieving its goal.

Not even a former Evil Queen and a former Dark One.

A/N: Thanks to everyone for being so patient! I know I went on a long hiatus with this story but I hope you like the revamped version.

Today is my birthday and this continues my tradition of giving you all a gift. So I hoped you enjoyed it!

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This is my first entry for the month and I hope to get four more in before it ends!

Thanks for reading!

-Mac