A/N: This is my newest story. It's an AU based on a Belgian tv show Beau Séjour and OUAT. Although I changed a couple of things it will contain spoilers for Beau Séjour (which will be available on Netflix soon) so it's up to you whether you want to read this story or not.
Watching the show I immediately thought about making it a SwanQueen AU and so I did. This is only a sneak peek, so tell me what you think and if you are interested in reading the rest...
Characters that will certainly make an appearance: Regina Mills, Emma Swan, Ruby Lucas, Belle French, Zelena, Mr. Gold, Killian Jones, Robin Hood, Sarah Fisher (Snow Queen), Keith Nottingham, Maleficent, Leopold, Albert Spencer (King George), Cora & Henry Mills Sr.
Disclaimer: I own nothing.
Regina Mills woke with a start, a sharp intake of breath the only noise she made. Her eyes might be open but she needed to blink a couple of times before her vision was clear. Her head felt heavy like she was experiencing a major hangover, she slowly sat up trying to take in as much of her surroundings as her hazy state allowed. She was in a bedroom that much was evident since she had been lying on a bed yet she didn't recognize whose room it was. She didn't remember ever being here. As a matter of fact she didn't even remember how she got here...
She tried to think what the last thing was she could remember but everything was rather blurry. A party of some kind... darkness... faces... lights... everything passed by in a rapid succession making her queasy. Thinking also caused a slight headache so she stopped and tried to focus again on the room she was in. It smelled strange like fresh paint; she slowly moved her head - in order not to aggravate her headache even more - and noticed the room was covered in plastic tarp. She steadily moved to the end of the bed, put her feet on the ground and gradually stood up. Something in the bathroom caught her attention but her view was blocked by more plastic tarp.
Making her way over to the bathroom and moving the tarp cautiously out of the way she was shocked by what she saw; she jumped back a little and gasped. Her heart was racing, her breathing irregular - even painful and it felt like she was about to faint. She grasped her collar and pulled in an effort to make breathing easier but it didn't work. She swallowed and took a deep breath before making her way over to the tarp again. Steadying herself for what she had seen only a couple of moments ago she moved it out of the way, hoping her eyes had been deceiving her.
But they hadn't... the bathroom wasn't completely finished and apart from a bathtub and a washing table there wasn't anything else in the small room. The bathtub however wasn't empty, in it was more tarp and on that tarp lay a young woman in her early twenties with dark hair. The woman was naked and lifeless, bleeding from hidden wounds on her head. Regina's hand unconsciously reached for her own head where she felt a wet and sticky substance; although she knew what she had touched she brought her fingers to her eyes to confirm that it was indeed blood.