This is my first ever fan fiction, but I had this idea stuck in my head forever. I would love feedback so I can improve this. Even is this isn't a popular fan fiction that people like, I am still going to continue it in case there is that one person who loves it and wants it to be continued. But there is a lot going on in my life so I might not get to updating consistently or that often. One thing I can promise though, is long chapters. Also, I don't own Once Upon a Time. It would be awesome if I did, but I don't. Although I can claim ownership to my idea and words. Please read and review.
"Why did you do this?" Snow White asked the Evil Queen as tears ran down her face. A fast fading Prince Charming was cradled in her arms as blood seeped across his white shirt. Snow was on the floor of a nursery. A nursery that was supposed to be for her daughter. A daughter that was taken from her arms right after she gave birth to her. A daughter that might or might not have gotten through the magical wardrobe that would carry her to safety before her husband was overwhelmed by black knights.
"Because this is my happy ending." Answered the queen fiercely as she crouched down to look the princess from her position on the floor. "The child?" the question was directed at the black knights who had entered the room behind her.
"Gone." Said one of the knights. With these words, the queen whipped around to look at him. "It was in the wardrobe, and then it was gone. It's nowhere to be found."
"Where is she?" The queen turned to Snow White as she asked, her voice seething with rage.
"She got away." Snow said it to herself without looking at the queen. Her voice was relieved as she realized her daughter was safe, and that she would come back and save them. She looked up at the queen with a smile. "You're going to lose, I know that now." Her voice held certainty while the queen just looked annoyed. "Good will always win." She said as she looked down and stroked the face of her dying husband.
"We'll see about that." Replied the queen. She laughed as the roof above them started cracking and being torn away. Wind roared around them like a vortex as the curse descended upon them.
"Where are going?" asked a frightened Snow white as her black hair whipped around her face.
"Somewhere horrible." The queen's voice echoed around the room. Glass shattered inward, allowing the curse cloud to seep in. "Absolutely horrible. A place where the only happy ending, will be mine." She spread her arms in her in victory and welcomed the curse. More glass shattered and shards flew everywhere. Time slowed down as everything came crashing in. Snow bent down over her prince as the curse spread over them and waited to be whisked away to the new land. But, she still had hope in her heart, her daughter was out there, and she would save them.
Heels clicked as the Mayor of Storybrooke walked down the sidewalk. She looked around with a satisfied smile, she had done it. She had won. She had complete control and power. No one else walking along the sidewalk would meet her eyes or even look at her. They kept their heads down and the Mayor could feel the fear radiating off of them. Suddenly, something collided with her. Correction, someone had collided with her. She looked forward to see Snow White. Mary Margaret Blanchard, her mind, which had received the new identity of everyone in this new world, corrected her. There was no Snow White in this world.
"Mad-d-am Mayor." Here, Snow's hair was shorter, a pixie cut. And the clothes, well they were certainly different. "I'm s-sor-ry." Stuttered the former princess.
"Maybe you should watch where you're going next time, Miss. Blanchard." Hissed the Mayor. Mary Margaret looked down and nodded. The elementary school teacher moved around the Mayor and quickly headed to the school. As the Mayor watched her leave, her smile grew. Good will always win, she scoffed as she recalled the words Snow White said when she found out her daughter had went through the wardrobe. But yet again, that was before she was taken to this land and had everything she loved ripped away from her.
The redhead turned and continued to walk. Her blue eyes surveyed her town as she went. This was her new kingdom but no one here would ever try and take her throne. Mayor Zelena Mills ruled this place, and no so-called savior was ever going to take that from her.