"Do you have it?" Regina asked the huntsman as he walking into her chambers.

"It's a her," he huntsman snarled but she ignored him. Regina stood up from where she was seated behind her mirror desk and walked over to him. She looked down at the innocent child in the huntsman's arms. The little girl was merely a month old. She had soft blond hair and bright green eyes that looked up at her curiously.

Regina took the girl from the huntsman and to her surprise it didn't start crying. "You can leave," she ordered the huntsman without giving him a second glance. She was to focussed on her new daughter. She reached up her hand to brush against the soft skin and the little girl grabbed her finger. Regina smiled as she felt all her worries disappear to the background at the little girls touch.

"My little princess," she said to her little girl. "I have great plans for your future."

"Momma, Momma!" Emma yelled as she ran through the castle halls to Regina's chambers.

"What is it, my little princess?" Regina asked her daughter as she picked her up from the floor, noting that she was only half dressed. A few seconds later a handmaiden entered the chambers, Emma's clothing in her hands.

"I'm sorry, Your Highness, the princess slipped out of her chambers the second I turned around," the maiden said and bowed her head.

"Monster!" Emma yelled at the maiden. Regina smiled at her daughter. Emma was a sweet girl and Regina knew that all too well, you couldn't expect anything less from the daughter of Snow White and Prince Charming. So when Emma turned two Regina gave her a potion that would make her see the worst in people instead of the best. It was the only way for Emma to become dark, she wouldn't do anything bad out of herself.

So now Emma saw the worst in everyone except for Regina, of course. That's why she gave the potion when she was two, to make sure their bond was strong. Regina was the only one that Emma trusted and loved, and Regina wouldn't have it any other way. And now a year after she gave the potion it looked like it was starting to infect her.

"Is she a monster?" Regina asked her princess. Emma nodded repeatedly.

"Yes, do the hand thingy!"

The maiden looked up in horror as Regina walked closer and raised her hand.

"Please, I beg you, I did nothing wrong, plea-" With a twist of her hand she snapped the neck of the maiden. Emma clapped happily.

"Bye, bye, monster," she said and smiled at her mother. "When I'm a big girl you'll teach me the hand thingy, right Momma?"

"Of course, my princess. I'll teach you everything I know and more," she said and walked over to the sofa, sitting down and placing Emma on her lap. "One day, you'll become the most evil queen there will have ever lived and the world will fear you."

"I want to be the evil queen now," Emma whined.

Regina laughed softly. "I know, but your magic isn't strong enough yet, it will grow in time."

"What can I do now?"

"I can teach you how to make object disappear and reappear."

"Dispear repear!" Emma said enthusiastically, bounding up and down on her mother's lap.

Regina laughed. "But first you have to get dressed."

Emma nodded and climbed off of her lap, running to the maidens body and pried her clothing out of her hands before lifting her chin and walking to her room. Regina smiled proudly at her daughter and waved her hand so that she body of the dead maiden was gone.

Everything was going perfectly as planned; Snow and Charming were in great pain because they lost their daughter, Regina had a light in her life that she held dear and Emma was growing up with the most dark soul an innocent child could possess.

"Mom?" Emma asked while Regina was brushing her long blond curls.

"Yes, dear."

"Why aren't there ant children my age in the castle?"

Regina sighed and put the hair brush down on Emma's desk and pulled a chair to her to sit on. She grabbed her daughters hand and brushed her thumb lightly over its beck. "That's because we are banned and there are no children around these parts of the forest."

Emma furrowed her brows. "Why are we banned?"

"There is a King and Queen in the Enchanted Forest who are afraid of us because we have magic," Regina told her.

"Who are they?" Emma said, anger blazed in her eyes.

"Snow White and Prince Charming."

Emma stood up and started pacing. "When I'm queen I'll ban them, make them live in sorrow and loneliness." She suddenly turned to her mother. "but if they're the Kind and Queen than you can't be one."

Regina stood up. "I wanted to tell you this when you were 18 but I guess I can tell you now," Regina sighed. "I am the rightful Queen but Snow White stole the throne from me."

"Then we'll steal it back," Emma said determined as a wicked smile appeared on her face. "Yes, we can plan an attack, steal back our kingdom, steal back the crown."

"This is why I wanted to wait until you were 18," Regina said, making Emma look at her again. "you're too young and your magic is still unpredictable. Plus, if we want to win then we need a army."

Emma walked over to her, grabbing both her mother's hands. "I promise you mother, I'll get you your kingdom back. Until my 18th birthday I'll train myself, find men to fight for our battles. I swear to you, I won't rest until the crown rest upon your head again."

Regina smiled down at her daughter before hugging her. This was the best thing Regina had ever heard in her life. What would Snow White and Prince Charming be heartbroken when they would finally be reunited with their long lost daughter to be killed by her. Maybe villains did get their happy ending.

Just like Emma promised she spend every day since her 12 until she was 18 training and forming a army. Her army wasn't a regular army of man soldiers, no, Emma's army was of wild creatures; ogres, orcs, dragons, every evil creature that was known in the Enchanted Forest she charmed it so it would listen to her and only her.

So on her 18th birthday she rode out of the caste with her army to the King and Queen of Misthaven. The battle was fought bravely but in the end Emma had won. Sadly, the King and Queen had fled their castle when Emma came to slaughter them. Emma felt the magic that helped them escape; fairy dust, the only magic that was stronger than hers. But even all the fairy dust in the world combined couldn't stop her.

Emma walked through the abandoned throne room after the battle, a smug smile on her face. She walked up the stairs to the throne and sat down, leaning back.

"Long live The Dark Soul Queen," she said to herself with a wicked smile.

A/N: Hope you all enjoyed this prologue. Let me know if I should continue or not in the reviews.