Hey, so this is a fanfic I've been working with on and off whenever my muse hits me. These first few chapter were written by me about a year ago, so beware of a couple mistakes. Besides that, Enjoy!
Everything was hazy. Not just her recollection of what had happened, but her ability to see and hear as well.
Regina squinted her eyes trying to adjust the blurry shapes that were swimming before her. A soft ringing filled her ears unpleasantly. Dizzy, she tried to put a hand up to her head but found she was not able to do so. Instead, her arm rubbed against a rough surface.
Her focus snapped into place as she came to notice the thick piece of rope that was wrapped tightly around her body. Struggling, she tried in vain to wriggle herself out of the bonds, but the restraints prevailed.
Not wanting to tip the chair over, after a while she gave up. Sighing in exasperation she tilted her head backward, finally taking notice of her surroundings.
The building she was in seemed to be quiet grand. The walls covered with large wood carvings, and the floors decorated with interact tile work. Lavish bookshelves, sofas, and chairs were laid out around the room with care.
She tilted her head as much as her restraints would allow as her gaze fell on the big, oak double doors that lay just left of the towering bookcase. It was too far away, she could never make it in this state.
Pulling against the ropes again, Regina found herself increasingly more desperate. God, she wished she had a dose of Charming optimism right now, Charmings— the others. Where were they? Surely they knew she was missing by now. But how long had she been missing?
Her thoughts were interrupted by a creak, announcing an arrival as the door opened. Her wide eyes fell on a young girl no older than fifteen. She had blazing red hair and wore a pale pink dress with a sash cinching it up at the waist.
The girl seemed to be alone but was talking to something in the space next to her. Was she the one who had so-called "kidnapped" the Evil Queen? It wasn't too far out since she was probably no in her right mind as she's talking to nobody as if it were somebody.
Regina raised her eyebrow when she saw the girl carried a small knife in her hand. Was it to kill her or to free her? She preferred the latter of the two.
"I know Millard…." There was a pause in the conversation. "We can't just leave her here all tied up! If the mistress finds her here…" She trailed off as she came closer stopping only a good arm's length away.
Regina put on her best intimidating scowl as the girl looked her up and down.
"You know staring isn't polite, and neither is kidnapping." The queen spat. There was a pause.
"Are you sure freeing her is the best choice? She doesn't seem like she's all bark no bite."
Regina started at the voice, as she had observed that the girls mouth hadn't even twitched the slightest.
The girl turned slightly to the side, glancing over in that direction.
"What did I say Millard, no talking! We don't want to scare her away like the last one."
"I thought we agreed on no spooking. You never said anything about talking." Regina could almost detect a pout in the words.
"Yes, I did! I said to leave it all to me, no interrupting, no spooking, no nothing."
There was silence, signaling that the bodiless boy had given up. The red head sighed and turned back to the queen, her mouth slightly agape looking back and forth between the girl and the invisible boy.
Regina closed her mouth and cleared her throat.
"What do you intend to do with that knife, dear?"
The girl didn't answer as she looked down on the queen with apprehension. There was a long pause again.
"She plans to free you—"
"Millard!"
"What? You didn't answer her so I decided to not be rude!"
The girl glared at the space next to her, then knelt down next to the chair. Cutting the ropes off carefully, she stepped back quiet a long distance for good measure.
Regina got up slowly brushing off the broken pieces of rope with ease. Stretching her arms and legs, the girl and probably the boy, kept a hawks eye on the newly free queen. Once she was done the red head crossed her arms as started to talk.
"First things first, don't try to escape or else there will be a severe consequences. Understood?"
Regina had to physically stop herself from laughing. Did this young girl really think a pocket knife could scare her into obedience? She decided to play along with her game so she nodded her head slightly.
"Understood."
"Secondly, we do not want to hurt you so our interest might be your best interest as you do what you are told to do, ok?"
The queen nodded again.
The girl clapped her hands with an expression of slight delight.
"Okay then, we must get started soon. Follow me." And with that she turned towards the door and started to walk.
"I'm sorry but I didn't catch your name dear. If I'm to be doing as you like the least you can do is tell me your name." Regina piped up, staying in place.
Pink petite coats ruffled slightly as the girl turned around slightly to face the queen.
"The name's Olive." She did not smile as she turned again and headed out the doors as Regina followed after her, Millard somewhere in between.
"So what exactly are I supposed to do for you?" Regina questioned as she was lead down the hall by Olive.
"I shouldn't tell you now." Olive replied simply.
The queen rolled her eyes at the girl's vague answer. So they were playing this game.
"But, I can tell you that you will not be working alone."
They stoped beside another door on the left almost identical to the one they had come out of. Olive turned the knob and reveled another large room filled with lavish furniture and carved walls.
"Well, I'll be damned." The brunette muttered under her breath.
Inside the room tided to a chair, sat a disheveled Emma Swan, blonde locks more fizzy than usual.
"About time." Emma muttered as the red head knelt down to free her as well.
Released, Emma rubbed her writs and shot a look of distain at Regina.
"Are you with them?" Emma questioned, narrowing her eyes slightly.
"Dear, you honestly think I would hire a bunch of peculiar teenagers to kidnap you only to leave you in a room tied to a chair?" She raised her eyebrow.
"It's not like your one for subtlety." The blonde said under her breath as Olive, and probably Millard, shot daggers at Regina's "Peculiar" comment. She didn't care.
Olive directed her pocket knife towards both of the women.
"Com'on both of you."
Emma and Regina slowly shuffled into the hallway again, side by side, Olive at the back. They continued walking in silence for a couple awkward seconds.
"It's abducted you know."
"What?" Regina said confused.
"You said "kidnap me ", that's for children. The correct term is abducted."
Regina rolled her eyes at Emma's stupid remark.
"Well, you defiantly have the maturity level of a 1st grader." The queen shot back. The blonde only shot a grin back at Regina. Regina chuckled and shook her head.
They continued their way down the never ending hall thats walls seem to twist and bend at strange angles, the ceiling far to high. The farther they traveled, the more narrow the walls seemed to be together. Old electric lamps flickered slightly, sparks of electricity flying out across their glass domes.
Suddenly, Emma hit an invisible wall and stumbled backwards clutching her temple.
"Hey watch where you're going." The still invisible Millard scolded. The blonde grumbled loudly but kept her quips to herself.
Regina hadn't known Millard was there, and it made her feel uneasy. The door at the end of the long hallway opened on its own accord as Millard entered, leaving the door open for the three other ladies.
Regina felt a slight jab in her back as Olive poked her with the knife. The queen internally cursed at the child and entered the room, Emma trailing behind her.
The door slammed shut with the loud clang of metal, leaving the four people in a room lit dully with blue electricity. Regina sucked in a breath of cold air as she surveyed the gloomy room.
It seemed to be abandoned laboratory of some sort, or what looked to be abandoned. That or these "Peculiar" children were terrible at house cleaning. Tables covered in dusty books and vials that held strange colored liquids. Jars filled with pickled organs littered the room, and old fashioned equipment that looked more so like medieval torture devices filled the shelves.
Grime lay heavily on everything, and the room was filled with a nasty, musky scent. How… peculiar was the only word she could to describe the room. That and creepy.
Her eyes landed on a table in the left corned where a young boy, about the age of 18, sat. He was fiddling with what seemed to be a child's toy; hunching over it with intense interest. The boy seemed to have not acknowledged their presence.
Olive cleared her throat. The boy looked up at the new arrivals and slowly set his screw driver down on the table.
He stayed there sitting, just staring with empty eyes.
"I've brought new ones, just as you requested."
The boy said nothing again, but only stood up and circled around them, inspecting, like a bird of prey. Emma stared at him with a mixture a curiosity and apprehension.
"Has the mistress found out yet." Was his only reply after circling around them a few times. He stood next to Olive but continued to face the two older women.
"No Enoch." Olive said, watching him closely.
He nodded almost approvingly, crossing back over to his seat and sitting down. Enoch was quiet as he fiddled with the toy some more.
"Inform them of our plans." He said not taking his eyes off his experiment."I want them in preparation for what is to come." And with that he completely ignored the four other people in the room.
Olive watched him for a couple moments, back hunched over the desk again. Finally she looked back at the women.
"I'm sure you're hungry. Follow me, we have a lot to discuss." She opened the heavy door and stood in the doorway expectedly.
Emma turned to Regina and shrugged. The three other people again headed out of the room together; the door clanging closed behind them.
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