I know I probably shouldn't be starting another story but I got this idea when 5B premiered and I couldn't stop thinking about it.

So this is going to be first person from Regina's point of view and my character's, it starts when Regina was talking to her father, Henry, the first time around at the grave yard.

-Marty.

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I ran as fast as I could, my lungs were burning and my leg muscles ached, but I had to keep going, I had to ignore my burning lungs. My long, light brown, waist length hair was making me look crazier that I actually was.

I don't usually go to the grave yard, I never really knew anyone that well to care whether they lived or not. I was always a drifter, living nomadically, going wherever the hell I wanted to… that just might be the reason I am making a home out of hell. Ha, quite literally!

The thing is, I've never had a family, a mother or a father to care about me, I did at some point, but… I think I was kidnapped… I'm not sure, it could be possible, I have a necklace with the words I'll love you till the day I die, Mother. Now how awkward would it be if this didn't belong to me!?

Ugh, I don't even know why I'm here. Well that's not true; I do know why I am here. I just don't know why I stayed, I mean, I can leave any time I want, but for some reason, I don't understand, I don't.

Anyway, back to the main point of me sprinting like a maniac through a field of dead bodies, a few hours ago I felt the shift in the air, like something was here… someone. This someone felt different and I don't understand it, at first I thought it was the magic. But then I realised this person is alive and had other persons with them, I say there are about six more of them and they are all making the air around me feel funny.

I stop when I heard someone sobbing… one of the seven people I was following was crying… I hide behind a grave a few metres away (Sorry Joshua Fillips); I don't want them seeing me but I also want to hear what they're saying.

The person crying is a woman, she's very pretty; jet black hair that reaches just past her shoulders it frames her beautiful face, her whiskey brown eyes are overflowing with tears and her full lips are disturbed with a small, but noticeable scar at the top right hand corner. She looks like she's apologising to a man that I just realise she called 'daddy'. I see the similarities; they have the same eyes.

The man looks old, and… tired, boy he must have been through something with that girl, I scoff. The woman hugs her father and I hear her name fall from his lips, Regina. It's a nice name, it means queen.

I got too distracted because the man disappeared and the lady, Regina, is pretty much balling her eyes out… do I go over there and comfort her or something, I've never been good around upset people, mostly because I don't actually care if I hurt their feelings or not, and I will most likely say something insensitive. I don't know this woman either, wait, why would I want to comfort her if I don't know her… my thoughts are getting too weird… I think it's about time I leave this hell hole… pun not intended. I got too distracted with my thoughts again because when I look to see how the woman, Regina, is doing, she's not there! Shit! I jump from behind the head rest and once again run like a maniac, if these people are alive I need to keep track of them, others won't know that they're alive, they could say something or worse Hades could come up and I really can't be bothered to deal with that drama queen.

So I head to town, I'm sure Cora had said something about a Regina once. Somewhere in the back of my mind I feel a weird sense of familiarity.

Regina

I had just seen my father go to a better place… literally, I couldn't be happier for him, I will miss him though. I don't know if I can say the same about mother. I actually hadn't seen mother since she tried to get me out of here.

It's dark out now. We've decided that we're going to go find a place to get some sleep. I am quite tired, it's been a long and emotional day and I don't want to deal with anything else. Speaking of anything else, Robin grabs my hand and pulls me towards him, my feeling of his betrayal are still raw and sometimes I find it hard to look at him, let alone let him touch me, I let out a sigh and plant on a fake smile.

I turn to look at the clock, for some reason I feel like I was being followed, but I brushed it off and let Robin lead me away.

Me

I had followed this woman and her entourage for the whole day, kind of… I may have had a little break and napped for an hour or two. But you can't exactly blame me, all six of them are just moping are hell like they are actually dead. For some reason I find it insulting. I'm fairly certain that no one forced them to come here.

I let out a sigh as I watch the woman, Regina, reluctantly grab onto a man's hand, he's not ugly per say, he looks kinda… woodsy. Not what I thought would be her style.

Anyway, after some snooping I had figured out who they were. The woman, Regina, was my idol the Evil Queen… that's probably weird, but I always thought she was a great queen and, well she was nice to me.

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I rushed through the thick woods as fast as I could, dodge trees and jump over rabbits, my long, light brown hair flailing behind me like crazy. I slide under a fallen tree and then get up to run faster. I throw my hand in front of me to get my magic to help me, I have trouble accessing my magic, it works off of love and it just so happens that I don't have any, I'm 12 with no family and now with a stolen apple, damn it!

About 10 minutes ago I stole an apple from the EQ (I like calling her that, it's shorter), and I didn't realise that it was her own apple from her own apple tree, oops. Now she's overreacting for me taking her apple and I might end up dead, I'm not sure who's chasing me, but someone is. Fucking fantastic, I'm gonna die at the hand of my favourite person; I did hear from someone that you should never meet your heroes.

I got too distracted and ran head first into a tree, I land flat on my back staring at unamused brown eyes, and I frown; now why do they look so familiar? I quickly scamper up to my feet and give the queen an awkward laugh, "Hi," I add in an awkward wave.

She raises an eyebrow, still looking unamused, "That's my apple," she deadpans.

I look down at the bright red fruit in my hand, and then look at her; I shrug my shoulders and toss it to her.

She flails her arms about trying to catch it, it was the least regal thing I have seen a queen do, I smirk, "Not a very good catch," I lean in as if I'm about to tell her a deep dark secret, she just looks at me. I take a deep breath and take one for the team, I grab her shoulder so that I could yank her down a little towards me, "The trick is to keep an eye on the ball…" I look into her confused eyes and then back at the apple, "Or, in this case, apple," I give a final nod and lean back.

She's looking at me like a lost and confused puppy. I lean against the tree and raise my eyebrows at her, waiting for her reaction. She really does seem very dumbfounded. Until, "Why did you steal my apple?" she asked, she didn't look angry, she looked genuinely confused. People barely touched apples unless they knew exactly where they came from, I'm fairly certain it was because of the whole sleeping curse ordeal we went through.

Just as I opened my mouth to answer my stomach roared, I give EQ a sheepish smile and answer anyway, "They're my favourite fruit," she smiles softly at me.

I see something in her eyes, something akin to recognition; maybe she thinks I look like that lost daughter of hers. People said that the kid had light brown hair and bright blue eyes, just like me.

She looked down at the apple and tossed it back to me, "You need to eat," she said, this time it was her turn to lean in conspicuously and grabbed my shoulder, gently pulling me towards her, "If you ever get hungry, come to the palace garden and you're welcome to take an apple if you want. Don't get caught," she smiled at me.

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Ever since that day I didn't go hungry, sometimes she was there and we would eat apples together, she gave me the nickname of little apple. I frown at myself, how could I not remember my favourite EQ? She was the closest thing I had to a mother.

Anyway… wait. Where was I? errm, stalked them all day… said that, knew Regina… said that, Emma and the idio- right that's where I was.

Regina's joined by 2 women, 3 men and a teenage boy, the second I saw the man with blond hair I thought it was James but then I saw him kiss the woman with the short boyish haircut and new it must be David, and the woman with the bad haircut was Snow. The girl with the blond hair called them 'mum' and 'dad' which could only mean that she was the saviour, Emma.

Now the man that keeps smothering Regina is Robin Hood, everyone in hell knows their latest gossip. CoughZelenaCough.

The last man, who was old, with an accent and a weirdly high pitched voice for a grown ass man, was the one, the only (Enter drum roll here) RRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRummmmmmmppppeeelllllssssssssssssstiltssssssskiiiiiiin (Just imagine me rolling the r's and talking like a boxing ring person).

The only one I didn't know was the teen, but then he called the saviour 'mum' and then he called Regina 'mum'. After some hard core snooping on that I figured that no, Regina did not have anything with the saviour (I actually lost a tiny bit of respect for her when I though she and the saviour were an item, thought she lost all her dignity) but had, in fact, adopted the kid.

I don't even know what my original point was going to be, ugh, I'm going home and catch some Z's, I flick my wrist and let my rose red smoke surround me, I'll figure something out tomorrow.

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So I'm posting 2 chapters today, just to start things off, if you think that I should continue then please let me know.

Also there is a really big hint as to who my character is, so go ahead and try guessing ;)

If you like this story then check out Home's past memories which I will try to update soon :3

-Marty