All Revenge Comes With A Price– Dearie
One-Shot by ZelenaoftheWest-OUAT
Pointless Disclaimer: Disclaimers are pointless but… I own nothin' ya shank.
Since the Wicked Witch of the West's arrival– no, banishment to Oz, Zelena knew she had to get her baby back. Regina and Robin were most likely dead, but the Dark Swan might be a problem. All Zelena needed to do was to manipulate her.
She was also having second thoughts about Regina's death. Zelena believed that punishment might have been too soft on her sister. After all, she had ruined her life, getting everything Zelena was rightfully entitled to, and planned to steal her baby. Well, she hoped that if there was such a thing as eternal punishment in the "Underworld", then Regina was suffering.
Zelena knew that she had to get to Storybrooke. Not just for her baby, but to get revenge on Emma Swan. It occurred to her that Hook and the rest of the Dark One boy band would still be there. She would plan something in her time here. There was nothing else but to sit and brood. The Wicked Witch wanted her child back.
The unfortunate thing was, she had no way to travel between worlds. A Dark Curse was out of the question because the thing Zelena loved most was not in Oz. Her slippers were gone with that insufferable Dorothy Gale, and Oz had no magic beans to speak of.
Oh! If only she hadn't given away her slippers to Dorothy! What Zelena wouldn't give for a simple way to travel realms. She had to get back to Storybrooke to get her daughter back. That child could possibly be the only person who could ever love her. Zelena would not let that possibility pass her by.
She prayed to nothing in particular, just wishing for a way to get to her daughter. Everyday the witch found herself desperately hoping of a way to get her daughter and enact her revenge.
"Wicked always wins," Zelena muttered, staring at the magnificence of Oz. What a joke that sounded like now. Sure, she had magic, but she had no purpose here. No reason for being truly wicked. She only had hours to brood and think.
One day, a woman dressed in black leather and other tasteless things simply appeared in Zelena's bedroom. The funny thing was, she looked exactly like Regina, though that was impossible. In no circumstances would her half-sister dress like a biker woman and ride a motorcycle.
"You're looking for revenge," the woman stated.
"You look like–"
"Your sister? The one you envied and dreamt of revenge on for so long? I can imagine," the woman chuckled.
"Who are you, and why are you in my castle?" asked Zelena.
"I am Nemesis, goddess of revenge. I understand you could use some assistance in that area of expertise," she answered, looking amused. Zelena had no doubt she really was who she said she was, for she had seen far stranger. However, the "goddess" had proven she at least had magic when she appeared into her castle.
"Goddess… you can get me to Storybrooke then?"
"It'll cost you," Nemesis warned, "what would you be willing to sacrifice for your vengeance? You must ask yourself this."
Zelena would do anything to get to her child, and get revenge, but had to play her cards right. She might be able to get something out of this deal.
"What price must I pay?" she asked boldly.
The goddess flashed a smug smile and said, "Oh, it'll be taken later, but equally worth this favor." She rode the motorcycle straight through the stained glass window in the castle. Zelena looked down, shocked, but the goddess was gone.
A door appeared in front of the Wicked Witch of the West. It looked like an ordinary door in the palace, but Zelena knew it was magical. Without a doubt, she stepped through. She just wished she knew what prove she was about to pay before she blindly entered Storybrooke.