Hello! Long time no see to everyone who knows me. I have returned with my newfound obsession- SwanQueen. Out of the 10,000 fics about them, I do not believe that this has been done yet, since I'm going for originality. This will most likely be a long fic but probably updated at random, since school and motivation are factors. It starts with a little OQ but trust me that won't last long. I will also add that if you are a huge fan of Hook or Robin, and think they are just the greatest, then this might not be a story for you. I don't bash them, but they aren't exactly praised. Also, this prob will not have magic. Anyway, Enjoy~
Chapter 1:
The midday sun shone vibrantly over Storybrooke, penetrating the vast canopies of the great oaks and pines that were scattered throughout the small town, creating dappled patches of sunlight in shaded areas. Pine needles and a variety of leaves littered the bases of the trees while others began to fall on upon rooftops of homes and shops. The autumn breeze gently blew the leaves, causing them to dance in the air before skittering on the ground and tumbling in the old paved main road, also known as Main Street, before repeating the seemingly endless cycle. However, some leaves were unlucky as they were alienated from there natural ways as they were flattened by the heeled boots of the Mayor of Storybrooke. Her black coat hugged her body and a burgundy scarf that adorned her neck fended away the chill of fall. With a purse in hand, Regina briskly strutted down Main Street giving polite nods and smiles to the citizens she passes.
As she glanced around the suburban town Regina could not help but to notice the extent of Storybrooke's prosperity. Never before has life been so kind to her. After the many hardships that she has encountered to create the town, the former queen was now content.
Remembering her objective, Regina continued her trek, making a few turns here and there, passing the lake where a variety of waterfowl swam gracefully. She looked wistfully at the old bench overlooking the water scene. Following the dirt path into a forested area, the mayor admired the colors of autumn. She breathed in the chilling air that slightly nipped at her nose, inhaling the crisp scent of leaves and earthy soil.
A short time later, a feint rustling met Regina's ears, soon accompanied by random guttural sounds and yaps. Advancing towards an area where the trees began to disperse, the mayor noticed the sounds becoming louder.
As she entered a clearing, Regina's eyes widened at the spectacle occurring in the middle of the field. A large blur of sandy white swiftly bounded across the field before leaping and crashing into a young wolf. The pup recovered fairly quickly, rolling away from the larger canine and crouching into a defensive stance. The adult wolf barred its teeth in a menacing grin, flashing razor like canines at its outmatched opponent. Despite the odds, the pup lunged at its foe with what looked like unwavering bravery, aiming for a large front paw. The adult easily saw this and readied itself for a counter. Utilizing its swift and agile body, the pup juked the white wolf, maneuvered behind the large beast, and clamped its sharp fangs onto its opponent's fluffy tail. With a deafening howl, the large wolf trotted through the grass, causing the pup, which held firm on its grip, to drag behind it.
Crossing her arms over her chest, Regina looked on disapprovingly at the scene that continued to play out before her. With a roll of her eyes and a shake of the head, the woman called out at the two animals.
"Henry Daniel Mills!" the call made the pup let go of its new chew toy, affectively tumbling on the grassy terrain before skidding to a halt. The young wolf looked at Regina attentively, tilting its head to the side and an ear flopping over. Looking at him made the woman think back to when he was much smaller, clumsier, and more innocent.
"What have I told you time and time again?" an eyebrow rose in anticipation.
The pup sighed, tilting his ears back and pawing at the ground, "I know, I know. No roughhousing in pub-"
"Always go for the throat," the Queen interrupted with a smirk adorning her red lips before flicking her head in the direction of the great white wolf, who was trying to fix the fur around its tail. Henry perked up in eagerness before hurdling over to his unaware adversary. With a growl, he sprung at his attacker's throat as his mother directed and tackled it to the ground. The adult wolf, sprawled out on its back yowled and whined in defeat.
"Alright, kid! You got me, now get those razors out of my neck!" the white wolf joked and, after Henry released his hold on her scruff, rose to her paws and shook out her dirty pelt. Henry's tail wagged as he pranced about his birth mother in jubilation, before rearing his head back and releasing a high-pitched victory howl.
Regina applauded her son as she approached the canines. "Well done Henry! You are improving remarkably."
Henry trotted up to his mother, his head nearly reaching her shoulder and gave what would be a cheeky smile, "Yeah," he said before looking over his shoulder at the white wolf that also made her way over to them, "but Ma wasn't even trying again."
Emma, her massive head reaching a bit above the mayor's own, stretched out her lithe yet muscular and bulky form. "I'm not going to kill you while I'm training you to become a capable Alpha, kid. Later on when you are more adept with your skills and body then I'll up your exercises."
"She's right Henry; one day you will be a fine leader to Storybrooke. It takes various characteristics to be an Alpha, let alone the Alpha male. Being able to fight takes years to master but it is a necessity," Regina added, giving Henry's head a pat as she turned her attention to Emma, who has decided to take a load off and plop down in the grass. "Has our son really tired you out Miss Swan?"
Emma huffed a laugh, "We've been out here since nine this morning and I had night patrol last night."
"Well, be sure to rest up for tomorrow morning, I don't want to have you dragging behind or falling asleep on your paws."
"Why can't I go on patrol with you guys?" Henry asked with a whine.
"We've talked about this kid," Emma said as she lifted her off her paws, "You're still too young to be prancing about the woods."
"But you'll both be there! Nothing has happened since Zelena."
"And heaven forbid if something were to happen," Regina reasoned, her maternal instincts raging "If anything happened to-"
An ear-piercing howl resonated in the clearing as another wolf raced toward the trio. He was large, bigger and bulkier than Emma, with brown and russet fur that shone in the sunlight. The scent that accompanied the newcomer made Emma sigh and caused her green eyes to roll in annoyance before laying her head back down on her paws.
Great, the pine cone sniffer has made his arrival.
Robin halted in front of Regina. He looked over his shoulder as a small brown pup followed from behind, tripping over his too big paws. The russet wolf circled the mayor in greeting.
"Good morning, Regina. I couldn't help but to hear a certain roar of victory and I just assumed it was the young prince. Refining your skills are we Henry?" Robin inquired. Meanwhile, an energetic Roland scampered around the field and began chasing a few falling leaves. He tried catching them with his little jaws but could never seem to get one.
"Yeah, Ma's the best warrior ever! She's taught me a whole lot and one day I'll be better than her," Henry boasted, ultimately bringing a smile onto Emma's wolfish features. Her heart soared at the praise.
"Well now, I have no doubt about that. Let's see what you've learned," Robin said quickly before springing at the pup. Henry, caught completely off guard, yelped as the heavy wolf crashed into his frame, forcing him onto his back and effectively pinning him to the ground. Robin growled in his throat, the sound sending shivers down Henry's spine and urged him to get away. He attempted to rake his back paws into Robin's underbelly but deemed futile as the large wolf had him completely immobilized.
Emma, sensing Henry's fear, jumped to her feet and prepared to tackle the male off of her son but was stopped by a wave of Regina's hand. Turning her gaze upon the former queen, Emma saw Regina shake her head, before moving to the two combating canines.
"Robin that's enough," she commanded, the tone piercing the tension in the air. Robin immediately alleviated his hold on Henry, allowing the pup to escape and scurry away to his mothers. Robin chuckled, "Don't fret, pup. You still have lots of time to learn." Emma glared daggers at the other wolf, her disdain towards him only increasing. What kind of adult voluntarily overpowers a child? She turned her attention to Henry, who still looked a little shaken by the experience. She nudged her muzzle to the side of his head and gave his ear a quick lick in reassurance before huffing.
By the time she looked over to Regina, Robin was already conversing with her. He had changed back into his human form and was in the process of brushing off fragments of leaves and grass from his jacket and jeans. Although he seemed to miss the disapproving look she was giving him, he did catch the sound of rumbling stomachs. "How about we go to Granny's? We can have some of the deer that I caught the other day and what a story that was!"
"Unfortunately Robin, Snow has informed me that lunch is already made for us and she asked me to retrieve these two. So we cannot join you today" Regina stated. At the thought of food, Emma and Henry's stomachs rumbled. They both changed back to their humanoid selves, both with disheveled hair and wrinkled attire, and rubbed their abdomens, hoping to quell the grumbling.
"Alright," he sighed, before leaning in and giving her a peck on the lips, "I will catch you a little later. I need to meet up with the Merry Men to discuss our hunting outings. Roland!" The pup scampered over to his father, leaping into his arms and transforming mid leap into the curly haired boy with a dashing smile. The Locksleys made their leave with a final goodbye to everyone.
There was a silence among the remaining trio which was soon broken by more grumbling stomachs.
"Okay I'm starving! Let's go champ, we need to replenish those used up calories," Emma suggested. She leaned in and whispered "and if we get there quick enough we'll say we ate vegetables an all that so your mom will make dessert!" Emma ruffled his hair before racing off into the woods with Henry trailing behind calling out to his brunette mother to take her time. Regina only chuckled at the scene; Henry definitely was beginning to show those Charming genes.
This is really bad but it's just the first chapter. There is a plot! Don't worry. I hope this was somewhat enjoyable and moderately tolerable. It will get better! Until next time.
~Huntress