A/N: I do not own OUAT. For many reasons. Starting with Neal and Emma are NO and Emma and Regina are YES.
This will probably be 3-5 chapters.
Chapter One: The death of Love, and the birth of Hate
"I will not allow you to go through with this, you must not kill her. Regina is my true love damn it!" Emma shouted, shaking the bars of her cage as she did so. Snow frowned at her daughter. "Will you really separate me from her?"
"Oh, sweetheart. You do not understand, this is all a trick. Regina must be put to death, so that you are released from her magical hold. And to pay for all the Evil she had done" Snow said. Her voice was not sad in the least. Only angry.
Once again Emma tried with all of her might to get out of the six foot cubed cage that had been built by the dwarves, and infused with magic by the fairies. It was like the jail cell that had been built for Rumplestiltskin, accept this one had wheels.
No matter how hard she shook, no matter what magic she tried to use it was all futile. Her magic didn't work, and her hands were bleeding. Emma finally stopped, and stared out of her cage past the crowd of people.
Eyes locked, and the both mouthed their love for each other. Emma couldn't tear her eyes away, no matter how she wished she could. Past the crowd her True Love was standing in a gallows, built by the townspeople. The rope was around her neck, the masked executioners hand on the lever that would drop her to her death.
Never before had Emma thought someone was truly, and completely, evil. She was now being proven wrong. Her parents had not only tossed her away barely minutes old to a world they did not know, they were now forcing her to watch as they killed her true love. Her very soul.
Alight with new fire Emma struck out against the bars with everything she could. Her wrist broke, and she used her head to smash against the steel bars that glittered thanks to the fairy dust. Blood flowed down her fingers, and dripped into her eyes and mouth. She was useless against this cage, and she leaned against the bars as she stopped once more.
She watched, tears mingling with her blood as her heart ceased to exist. The executioner pulled the lever, and Regina closed her eyes. Her body falling, before being caught by the noose around her neck. And then her lifeless body swayed back and forth. Emma's true love was dead.
There was no more reason to fight, and Emma collapsed to the ground. Her body filling with nothing but pain and hatred. Emma needed revenge, her mother was very lucky that she was stuck in the cage. Because if she would be ripping her mother limb from limb. Should she get out, she would do so with pleasure.
Emma laid there, in the bottom of the cage. Reliving the murder of her beloved Regina over, and over again. Had she and Henry not begged her to break the curse, had she not selfishly loved her, and wanted to grow old beside her. Then this would not have happened, she wished she could have been happy growing old alone, Regina immortally twenty-eight at her side.
Despite her guilt, or maybe because of it, her anger grew to massive proportions. Her hatred like a volcano, ready to erupt, inside of her. She didn't know how, she didn't know when, but of one thing Emma was certain. She would have her revenge, one way, or another.
"Are you better now? The spell she put you under should have wore off by now." Snow said with a bright smile. She walked right up to the cage, fully expecting her daughter to be 'cured' of her ailments.
In one swift motion Snow's face was slammed against the bars. Emma's large hands around her neck, stopping the blood flow to her brain, and the airflow to her lungs. She tried to get Emma's hands off of her, but it was of no use. Emma was physically stronger. The dark haired woman was scared as her face turned red.
"If it takes me to my dying day I will rip your innards from your body, and twist them into a bouquet for my hallowed love's grave." Growled the blonde as her father ripped Snow from her fingertips. "I will have your head as well, Executioner" She spat at David.
The couple decided that she simply needed more time for the spell to wear off, so they stayed away from her the next few days. Making Ruby deliver food, and the promise that once the spell had dissipated they would release her from her prison.
On the fifth day since the death of her beloved her parents decided to show their ugly, worthless faces to Emma once again. This time they brought along her son. The one they claimed Regina had 'stolen' from her. Snow and Charming hoped that seeing Henry would set her straight.
"Mom?" He had said excitingly. He had missed her, he still wasn't over the death of Regina. He understood, somewhat. But, even though the woman had been Evil, he had wanted them to be a family.
But Henry was young. He full heartedly believed anything that fell from his grandmother's lips. So, even though he wished it were true, he had believed Snow when she sat him down and explained to him that Emma was cursed. That Regina had placed some form of enchantment on her to cause her to act like she did. And that the only way to Save Emma was to make the woman who raised him pay for her crimes.
"You killed your mother child, you singlehandedly ensure her death at Snow White's hand. You are no son of mine, nor will you ever be. It is an insult to a great woman that she raised such an ungrateful, unloving, stupid boy!" Hissed Emma.
Henry burst into tears, and Emma turned her back on him. She hated the child she had birthed, she had never wished so deeply that she had simply had the abortion that his theif of a father had wanted her to have. She listened to the trio's footsteps as the two idiots escorted their grandson away. She didn't doubt that they would go to Gold to try and 'Cure' her. But she knew there was no cure for the pain she felt.
Gold narrowed his eyes, and a single eyebrow rose as Charming and Snow entered his pawn shop. He rose from his chair behind the cash register. Wondering just what the idiotic duo could want from him, no matter what it was, he wasn't about to help them. He was not about to become an enemy of a force greater than he himself could ever dream of being.
"Whatever spell Regina placed upon our daughter has yet to lift, we beg of you, aid us. Tell us how cure Emma." David's tone was demanding, rather than pleading. And his words were, most likely, Snow's.
The true love pair shared a look of confusion, and anger, when Rumpelstiltskin outright laughed at them. And not his usual giddy laughs he did when he was making a deal, this laugh was sinister. Final, and they were filled with fear that he would not help them save their child.
"What spell?" He said as he limped towards them, using his cane. He stopped when he was two feet away from the pair, he simply could not understand how such 'good' people could not see something as powerful, and final, as true love.
"The spell that the Evil Queen put on our daughter!" Snow said in aggravation. "You must help us! We will give you whatever you want, anything. Just tell us how to save Emma from the effects of whatever curse or spell she is under"
"True love is no spell Dearie. It is strong, pure, and absolute." Gold paused, allowing this to sink in. "Neither of you listened to what your daughter had to say, didn't listen to her warning. Nor did you listen to mine. Both of you sent me away. Instead of opening your eyes, and ears, you had your daughter's other half. The other half of her very soul, murdered. Worse, you forced her to watch!"
David and Snow both opened their mouths to protest against his words, but the Dark One simply stomped his cane against the floor, taking away their voices. He placed his cane in front of him, and rested both hands on it. And chose his next words slowly, precisely. He wanted them to hurt, and he wanted them to know what was coming. To dread the evil their incompetence had created. And he wanted to cause there pain slowly.
"Emma was a broken woman, already a short stones throw from the darkside anyway. Then, you had her watch as her love was hung from a gallows. Even I, the Dark One of legend, am not that heartless. Now you dare come to me hoping that I help you from the Evil that you created?" Gold's voice was stern, heavy, and angry.
Stunned in silence, in disbelief, neither one spoke. Even when Rumplestiltskin pounded his cane against the floor again, giving them both back their voices. Shrouded in silence the evil man waited, wondering what they would say in their defence, if anything at all. He had always found Snow a little too naive for her own good.
"NO" Snow shouted, breaking the silence like a rattler bite to the ankle. "That, there is no way she is her True Love. That's. That's. It's a lie. Evil can't change, and good can't love evil!" Snow simply did not want to accept the truth. Still did not want to believe the facts in front of her.
Rumplestiltskin merely shook his head. Snow White had been gifted with beauty, and strength but, like many princess stereotypes, she simply was not gifted with brains. Charming did his best to calm down Snow, who was still denying the truth that the Dark One had put before her.
"Have you not paid attention Snow?" Rumplestiltskin asked. Shutting the woman up as she turned to look at him once more. "Why would I choose YOUR daughter as the Savior? If all it took was someone from our world I could have sent someone that I had trained myself over. But I could not. The Savior had to be the True Love of the caster, and I made the curse for Regina. A woman who was powerful enough to cast it."
Arms wrapped around the woman as her knees buckled and she lost her balance. Charming clutched to his wife, not wanting to believe what he heard. However, he could no longer deny it. The proof before him, before his wife, was damning. And he knew, by his wife's reactions, that she'd come to the realization as well.
"Please, tell me you're lying. I can not, I can not live with the fact that my daughter was the soul mate, the true love, of a woman with a past such as the Evil Queens" Her voice cracked as she pleaded with the dark one.
Astonished the Dark One's mouth hung open a little. He was rendered momentarily speechless by the lack of caring, compassion, or sorrow for her daughter. How could one who was supposedly so good not feel at least somewhat badly for killing her daughter's true love before her eyes? No, the only thing Snow cared about was the fact that her daughter was in love with the woman who she had been forced to die.
"Oh, but it is true. Under the constant attack of your daughter's magic, I doubt the cage will hold much longer. I would prepare for battle, even if you have no hope of winning" Rumplestiltskin said with a sinister smile.
"The cage is as strong as your cell was, no magical being can escape!" David said forcefully, and Gold erupted into laughter once more. "Why are you laughing!?" He demanded.
"While I would be no match against the prison you have built your daughter, she is more powerful than I, and the late Queen herself combined. Tenfold. Your child is the most magical being to set foot on any earth, ever, and soon she will escape. And I will laugh once more" Snow paled, as did David.
The two royals shared a scared look. The daughter they had given up had magic, they had known that. As she was the product of true love. They had never expected her to hold as much as the Evil Queen. Let alone the amount the dark one had. Now to learn she had a level of power that was equal to the combined powers of the two most powerful magic users in their history, and then that power tenfold? They held little hope that they could amass an army to stop her tirade should she escape.
They knew that Rumpelstiltskin had told them he wouldn't help, but they hoped that was a ploy to ask them for something large. The two nodded at each other, pale-faced, and scared, before turning to face the annoyed looking man before them.
"You must help us. Surely we can give you something that would change your mind, our land, our kingdom. Anything. Everything we have." Snow said, David nodding his agreement. Gold frowned.
"My precious son himself could not get me to intervene against Emma, on Emma's side, yes, yours would be a death sentence. Even for an immortal such as I. Now leave, you have nothing to offer me" His voice came alongside a large gust of wind, pushing the duo back a few feet.
Heavy-hearted the couple left, hand in hand. David's spare hand on the pommel of his sword. The first place they were headed was the Dwarves. They needed a bigger, stronger cage as soon as possible. To place the first one inside of, together they had to do everything in their power to protect the people from the Evil Regina's death had caused, as neither wanted to take the rightful blame for what now pulsated where Emma's heart should be.
A/N: I hope you enjoyed. If you have the time/feel the want please let me know what you think. Thank you.