Meddling with the past

This is a new story i've been working on. I'm not completely happy with it yet but i'm hoping to continue if you guys like it. I think that there are a lot of possibilities with this plot idea and I'm really hoping for your support. So please tell me if you want me to continue this or any other story. Thank you (:

Disclaimer: I do not own any recognizable characters and no money has been made from this.

-Emma pov-

Emma was falling, deeper and deeper into the green obis. She was scared and terrified of whatever she had gotten herself into this time. Her bad luck was definitely rising to new heights. Sure she didn't have to check, she didn't really have to be so nosy and go on ahead into the oddly glowing barn instead of waiting for help. But she had and she would do it like that again. Emma was always one to take charge, always one to go things alone because that's what she had been used to until she got to storybook. This was a trademark that Emma was definitely not a fan off right now.

A bright light. It was blinding and the hard ground took Emma by surprise. She cursed under her breath, the wind was knocked out of her by the fall and the blonde gasped for air. She looked around and already knew were she was, the only place she could have possibly landed in. The Enchanted Forest. Emma's mind was frantic, she didn't know what to do. What could she do. This was ridiculous.

Emma was pulled out of her own thoughts by a horse carriage approaching, making the savior hide behind a bush before running the risk of being discovered by someone she knew in the future. One thing was for sure…she needed to get back and she definitely couldn't cross paths with anyone she were to get to know in the future otherwise she could change the present immensely. So Emma started walking along the side of the path. Always close to a tree or a bush, behind which she could hide if someone were to cross her way.

Emma must have been walking for hours, she had passed a small village and stole a pair of trousers and a white long sleeved cotton shirt. It was rather easy to steal them, honestly people were just hanging up their laundry away from their homes to dry. Probably out of embarrassment. The undergarments weren't exactly Victoria's Secret material.

Emma hadn't realized that she had crossed over into another kingdom. A small Kingdom to be exact. The savior was walking across a stone path, through a small town. The smell was suffocatingly bad and Emma had to stop herself from gaging a couple of times. God, the blonde already missed inside plumbing and oral hygiene. Not even New York was this bad…or maybe she was just used to the clean air of a small town like Storybrook.

"Hey you!" A tall, strong man, who looked like a guard screamed her way. Emma jumped at the harsh tone and turned around to the voice which was definitely directed at her. The man approached her and he looked terrifying to Emma.

"You're new here" the man grunts, standing in front of Emma and eyeing her suspiciously. Young woman weren't suppose to wear trousers, unless… " you must be the new stable boy..well girl".

Emma nods quickly, seeing her opportunity to get out of this conversation and probably a trip to the dungeons. She was almost relieved to have the excuse handed to her until she was pulled along harshly by her arm.

"Than stop standing around and staring holes into the sky." The man grunted at her and Emma glared at him. If this were Boston and..well her timeline than she'd definitely rip his nuts off. Instead Emma just did as told and started walking in the direction the guy had shoved her. It wasn't long until he took the lead and Emma was to follow him. They walked out of the little village, through a thick forest with tree's so high that you couldn't even see the sky above before landing in a clearing. Emma gasped at the sight that greeted her. Upon a hill, behind a small river and miles of miles of grass that seemed to be never ending lay a castle. Not a huge castle, it was defiantly smaller than the Charming Castle but still...it looked mesmerizing. Emma was pulled out of her admiration as she was pushed forward so hard that the blonde lost her footing and landed on her hands and knees.

"If you don't stop waisting time than I'm pretty sure that Madam Mills will have you fired on the spot."

Emma froze after having gotten back up onto her feet and cleaning the dirt of her trousers. She took a deep breath and slowly turned around towards the obviously aggravated man.

"Mills? As in Cora Mills? Mother of the Queen?" Emma asks gulping visibly, but to her surprise the man actually laughed.

"Queen? Under which Rock have you been living? Regina Mills isn't queen yet? Her betroyal to the King isn't for another month" he explains, shaking his head "Silly girl" the man huffs while pushing past her and continuing his path up to the stables. Emma mentally noted that they alone were probably bigger than most houses in Storybrook.

Emma didn't even have it in her to glare at his back. it wasn't hard to figure everything out by now. She was obviously stuck in Regina's timeline, yet before the evil Queen. Emma was to act as a new Stable girl which meant that Regina had already lost Daniel. This was bad, very bad. Emma needed to get out of here as soon as possible and find a way back. She couldn't temper with the timeline, that could potentially ruin everything.

Emma had been pacing, deep in thought and had somehow managed to actually follow the Man into the stables.

"Now, here is a new set of clothes and the key to your chambers in the will be in the basement. third door to your right" he drawled, shoving a little package into Emma's arms. "Now start working, you lazy wrench" he spat, before leaving her alone. If stares could kill than he would defiantly be six feet under ground and burning in hell by the way Emma glared daggers into the back of his head.

The blonde was pulled out of her unspoken curses directed at the rude man by a soft yet sad humming coming from further inside the stables. She knew she shouldn't, knew she should leave but Emma couldn't. She was to nosy to do that. So she tentatively walked further into the stables and peaked over the woden barrier separating the single hoarse boxes.

Emma couldn't believe her eyes.

"Regina" she breaths in shock. There in front of her stood no one other than Regina. A much younger Regina if she might add that, yet still as pained as her older self which caused Emma's heart to crack lightly. Emma didn't know why this impacted her as much as it did but she wasn't about to delve into that, because there she was. There wasRegina..everything seemed to always pull her right back to Regina. Another thing, Emma tried not to think about. The blonde was utterly fascinated by her light colored wardrobe, lack of dark make-up and braided hair, that she stepped a bit forward and ran right into the wooden post.

"Goddamnit, who on earth put that there" she curses under her breath, holding her head. Regina had jumped lightly at the noise before turning towards the owner of it and spotting the unfamiliar blond " are you alright?" a tentative voice asks.

I'm sorry for the lack of Regina in the first chapter but i primes that the next will be in Regina point of view ^-^Let me know what you think in the comments.