Summary: Emma Swan became known as a respected leader of the few people left after the virus hit. This post-apocalyptic world was on the verge of being reconstructed, into one of hope. She had gone through so much after the virus hit, losing her family and friends to the disease with no cure, fighting for her own survival, finding a group of people who believed that a new world could be born again, and finding love. Her life had seemed so chaotic, yet meaningful, until she woke up to find out none of it was real. She and many people had been kidnapped by a group of terrorist forced to live in a virtual reality for the last three years. Some of the people she met were hook up to a machine liked her, other's never existed, now she lives with the memories, and wonders who was real, and what was just a dream. Will the battles of this virtual world find their way into reality?

Author's note: So this is my idea of a new fic, it's kind of a mix of the tribe and once upon a time, though with my own twists. This is a Captain Swan fic, so most of the chapters will be centered around them, right now my plan is to have part flashbacks of the virtual world and moments of the present in reality. PLEASE REVIEW so that I know if I should continue. Thanks for reading and please ENJOY!

Prequel

Emma's head began to pound, something was wrong. She hadn't felt like this since the virus has struck. It had come out of nowhere, no one had any warning. People would just get sick and start to die.

There was a moment that Emma thought she would die of it, She had been nearly paralyzed with migraines for days, not being able to eat, sleep, or move. She could just sit there in pain as she watched her parents fall victim of this mysterious virus. She wasn't able to help them, couldn't even move to close their cold blank eyes for days.

It had been years since then. She had built a new life for herself in this new world. It had been hard but it she was a survivor.

Just after the last of the victims had died, gangs began to take over the cities. Taking anyone they found as slaves.

Once Emma was well enough she packed up as many as her belonging as she could carry and began her trip out of the city.

She had run into a few interesting people while traveling. She oddly began to feel a sense of duty to these people and agreed to stay with them and from then onward they were their own tribe.

They stood up to the tribes bullying others and after some time, earned respects of almost every person left in the area. They had even started a government back up. Today was to be the election.

Emma was up for Sherriff, David was running for president. Two members of the same tribe in office would be good for them. After all the heartache and battles they had overcome, it was finally looking good.

Until the migraine came back, she had been preparing to visit the poles but became paralyzed with the same pain she had three years ago.

Her eyes grew wide as the thought came to her. It's back, it will all happen again, she would lose everyone she loved, and there was nothing she could do about it. Her head pounded louder and harder, the fear began to overtake her as she tried to cry out for the person she wished with all her might she could save. Killian. But before she could even make a sound, her world went black.

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The pounding in her head turned into beeping. She could feel something in her mouth, going all the way down her throat, it was almost choking.

She tried to cough, and felt it being lifted out. What was going on? She wanted to open her eyes but they felt so heavy.

After what felt like hours she was able to open them a crack, the light above was blinding, they haven't had electricity in years.

She looked to the side, only to see her parents, reaching out petting her hair.

So…she was dead…this was the afterlife, and once again darkness took her.

She was woken later by a pain in her arm. She opened her eyes to see a needle in her arm, someone who looked like a nurse from the old ages taking blood from her arm.

So many things were going through her head at this moment. She tried to pull her arms away only to find that she was strapped down. This did not help to calm her.

Suddenly a hand came down to try and stop her from fighting the restraints. Looking up she saw her father, the same man who had died right in front of her three years ago, only now he was alive.

"Emma, sweety, please calm down, you're ok, you're safe now."

Authors Note: Ok so I know this is really short and doesn't really go into much, but I want to know what you guys think of the idea before I go into it. I have an idea of how it's going to go, it's just a matter of getting it all written now, once I get five reviews I will write the first chapter which will go into detail about her life in the virtual world, and how Killian comes into it, and it will explore how she and other's cope with learning that the life they have been living wasn't real at all. Please let me know!