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Prologue
The sound of whooshing air humming in her ears was enough to tell her to slow down to take control but she couldn't she can't and she was drowning. Drowning in a pool of her own emotion.
Emma's eyes shot open and fire burst from her hand. Her mother Regina's eyes twinkling with pride for her daughter.
"Good Emma, you can make a fireball" Emma's mother smiled widely and gestured for a black knight to join them in her Mother's sitting room. "Now I'm going to show you how to do something with it."
Emma nodded nervously, her mother expected a lot from her. At a prime age of only 14 Emma showed a great potential in magic, much to the Evil Queens delight. Regina could not wait to teach her daughter to be just like her. When Regina found out that she was pregnant, and with the idiot of a husbands child, she was furious. Set to destroying this thing that had grown inside her, Regina became reckless. She wanted it gone. But Princess Snow White , sold her secrets out again. Regina gave birth to the child, and the love for her only grew as the days went to pass.
Regina smiled fondly at her daughter, took a deep breath, harnessed her magic and ripped the dark knights heart out. Emma looked horrified, she was too innocent, too pure. Emma reminded Regina too much of herself when she was young and foolish.
"What am I supposed to do?" Emma asked timidly, she found that her mother expected the natural instinct for magic. She just didn't have it in her, it was hard, it was so so hard. Emma would stay up nights on end reading and practising and panicking to get spells perfected. If they weren't her Mothers lectures were enough to send, a rather tough, fourteen year old to tears. Which only made her mother guilty and she would hug her and ask her to apply herself and try. "He only has one heart" Emma giggled rather shyly.
If her mother found offence to her childlike behaviour she never showed it.
"You're going to kill him" The Evil Queen explained
"W-W-What why?"
"Do as I say Emma," Mother shot a warning glance at Emma asking her to challenge her. Emma never did.
When Emma reached for the heart she felt, nasty. Like every fibre of her being was begging her to stop,to spear him. not to become a monster. The heart felt cold in the small girls hand and in the mere minutes it disappeared, her hand burned she had been branded by coals.
"It gets easier" Regina explained to her beloved daughter.
"What does?" Emma asked, holding back tears of guilt that were threatening to pool down her face any minute.
"Killing"
And it did.
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