Faith of the Fallen:
Part One
Summary: Regina gives up her vendetta for her father and the child of her best friend. Rumple never brought together his little girl band and he won't have a part in this story. Regina sends word to Snow that she will not cast her curse but it is to late to stop Snow from sending her daughter away. Snow leaves Regina alone. Years later in a distant corner of the Enchanted Forest two girls are bought from a well respected whore house to serve a distant queen. Emma and her adopted sister Meghan. Their adopted mother died of a sickness a few years before. At 13 and 14 they were not of age to make a living as whores so they were sold to Queen Regina. Eventually Emma and Meghan grow up. Then the real adventure begins for Regina and Emma. Sorry. I'm trying to not give it all away. Savior Queen all the way.
A/N: This story has similarities to other ff's out there like Scent of Roses. It is not my intention to steal their idea but I had one of my own. It you don't like it don't read it. This story will also eventually have lesbian sex in it and sex with a magical penis as well as a magically conceived baby. Again → Don't like. Don't read. I own nothing. I just play here. Thanks for giving this fic a shot.
The Huntsman strutted down the hall, headed to the Evil Queen's private vault. The place she kept his heart. He imagined if he had his heart he would be angry. As it were he felt nothing, except cold. He entered the door protected by two guards. When he stepped into the room two other guards grabbed him. He didn't fight. He simply looked to the Evil Queen. She walked forward holding a box. The continence of the box called to him. He knew in that moment the box contained his heart.
"What is this," he demanded. Regina opened the box as she stepped closer. The heart in the box began to beat faster. She smiled.
"You can feel it can't you? You're heart. Tell me...what would you do to get it back?" He looked into her eyes.
"Depends," he replied.
"Would you be willing to deliver a message? Of course this would also come with the additional condition that you will never return to my kingdom. If you do your life will be forfeit. Do you except these terms?" He stared at her for a long moment before nodding. A split second later her hand, holding his heart, plunged into her chest. He gasped as all air was forced out of his lungs but the need for air was superseded by the sudden rush of emotions like a waterfall through his system. The guards held him up as he went slack for a moment. Regina passed a sealed parchment to one of the guards.
"Escort him to the edge of the kingdom and give him this," she ordered. She turned back to the Huntsman. "You will deliver this to Snow White." He glared at her.
"What is it? Terms of her surrender?"
"No. Mine." His look of confusion was met with an expression of disinterest. Regina waved her hand in dismissal and he was dragged from the room. Regina slammed the now empty box closed before chucking it across the room. She stormed out the other door of the room into her chambers. It was done.
"Regina." She turned to her father, who was seated at the small table on the other side of the sitting room. She smiled at him as she moved to join him.
"Its done, daddy. The Huntsman will deliver my message and it will be over." She took his hands in her own and kissed them. He smiled.
"Thank you, my dear. I don't deserve this but thank you."
"This isn't about deserving. I'm tired, daddy. I want to let it go. I want to live my life and spend what time you have left together." Henry leaned forward and kissed her forehead. "You should go to bed." She stood with him.
"And you, my dear?"
"I have a friend to visit. I'll see you tomorrow for the evening meal." He nodded and left the room. Regina disappeared into a puff of purple smoke. She reappeared in the home of her old friend, Maleficent. The blonde sorceress looked up from the cradle next to her throne. She raised her hand, ready for a fight. Regina held up her hands to show she was not going to attack.
"You scared me," Maleficent said as she lowered her hands. She went back to stroking the face of her infant daughter. Regina climbed the stairs to the other woman. She looked down into the black mahogany crib. Inside was Maleficent's infant daughter. She was cutely sleeping. Regina smiled down at her.
"So she finally decided to join the world," Regina said. Mal looked over at her.
"And will she be staying...in this world?" Regina nodded.
"The terms of my surrender are on their way to Snow White as we speak." She opened her hand to reveal the small scroll containing the Dark Curse. Maleficent took it.
"Thank you," she said. Regina smiled.
"The price was too high. And seeing her..." She looked down at the child. "I'm glad I decided to not to cast the curse. What name did you pick?"
"Lilith. Lili for short."
"Perfect. May I stay for a while," Regina asked. Maleficent nodded, smiling at Regina.
"Stay as you like...old friend. But there is something I should tell you." Regina met her gaze. "Snow White is due to have her own child any day now." Regina nodded.
"Good. Maybe that will aide in her excepting my terms."
"Hopefully."
It would be a few days before word would reach Regina about Snow's infant daughter. Her message reached Snow to late. She had sent her daughter through a magical wardrobe to another land. A land unreachable by portal. Regina felt guilty for being the cause of the child's abandonment. She even sent an offer to aide in finding a way to the other land. Snow of course refused. Regina let that be the end of it. She hoped the child would be found safe in the other world. Perhaps there she would find parents more fitting than the two idiots.
Madam Dawn walked her usual trail through the woods. It was nearing nightfall in their little corner of the Enchanted Forest. Her town rested far to the north. Far away from the waring kingdoms. She was turning down the path that would lead home when she heard what she believed to be a cat. She did love cats so she decided to find the little creature. As she got closer the sound became more clear. She was shocked to realize it was the cry of a baby.
"What in the hell would a baby be doing out here," she muttered to herself as she picked up her pace. She was no longer a young woman but she was by no means old. She rushed through the trees until she came to a clearing with a large, ancient tree in the center. The crying was coming from inside the hollow in the bottom. She hesitated. This place was a sacred place. Once used by the ancients to worship their old gods. Slowly she walked closer, looking around for signs of something amiss. She reached the tree and look inside. A baby lay there, wrapped in a blanket. She cooed.
"Calm yourself child." She reached inside to retrieve the child. "Hello, little cat. What are you doing in this old tree?" She mused to herself. She looked at the child. She was dressed in a silk onsie and wrapped in a blanket made with obvious care. Near the child's head was stitched in big purple letters the name 'Emma'. She looked at the child. "Hello, Emma. Lets get you back to my home. We'll warm you up and get you some food. She returned to the path that would take her to her home and her many girls.