Author's Note: This is based on a challenge I saw posted on a SwanQueen group a while back. It was worded like this :

Like, imagine Regina being an urban legend like Bloody Mary, and teen Emma and Lily messing around with seances, ouija boards, and daring each other to do the mirror chant.

It could be something like, "Mirror mirror on the wall, bring me the fairest of them all, Vengeful Queen, make yourself seen, once burnt at the stake you now shall wake."

And unlike most urban legends, it's actually real and Regina/the Evil Queen appears in the mirror, royally pissed, but before she even says a word Emma freaks out and flips the lights back on and leaves the bathroom.

But she's already released the Queen, who becomes fixated on her as she begins watching her grow up, slowly gaining more abilities, showing up at will without being called, making her voice heard without being seen, making her feel touch, being able to physically move things.

And then when Emma's various foster families start treating her badly, they suddenly get in unexplainable accidents. They survive, but if they continue their bad treatment of her they meet early demises.

A guardian demon of sorts. And when Emma's an adult, Regina will have grown so attached that she develops feelings.

And Emma's not completely oblivious, she picks up on patterns and knows where they all seemed to start.

Like...I just really want an epic, supernatural, horror romance for these two.

To ConfusedColombia26220 that gave me the idea for this, and Sassyevilpanda that has read some, here is the full thing, I hope you and whoever else that read it likes it :o) Happy Reading :o)

The Queen in the mirror

Chapter 1

Hopkins, Minnesota 1999

"I am telling you it is not going to work!" young Emma Swan was rolling her eyes, as she was eyeing her friend Lily. The brunette was starting to annoy her, with all this crap about calling upon a higher spirit or ghosts. So far they had been through Ouija boards, multiple ones, a couple of séances, and now Lily wanted them to call upon the Queen in the mirror. Legend said she would appear to claim your soul if you called upon her enough times.

"Are you scared, Swan?" Lily challenged her, she knew her blonde friend hated when she did that.

"Of a mirror, hardly," Emma said, her voice was shivering though. She never really liked mirrors, she wasn't sure why though. Still she was not going to back down in this and so she went into the bathroom. Of course as the legend said, it had to be a bathroom with no windows, the lights were lit candles on the floor, making her reflection in the mirror look rather spooky. A shiver ran down her spine. The fourteen-year-old blonde took a deep breath as her fingers touched the cold mirror. She had looked into this mirror a dozen times, still this time it seemed different. She shook her head as she closed the door. All ways out of the bathroom had to be closed so the spirit could not escape. Emma shook her head, this was so childish, so stupid. After all this was just a tale and spirits did not exist.

Now what were the words she was going to say, she thought for a second before the words escaped her pale red lips, "Mirror, mirror, on the wall, bring me the fairest Queen of them all, Vengeful queen from the other world, make yourself seen, once burned on the stake, please show yourself and come to wake."

Emma looked at the mirror, she had been right, clearly nothing was going to show other than her reflection. A nervous laughter escaped her, as she said, "Vengeful queen right…"

Just then her reflection slowly vanished, only to become something else, someone else. Emma's blue eyes widened as a gasp escaped her. Because it was no longer herself she was looking at, it was a brunette that reflected back. A brunette in a purple and golden dress, her hair put up, her lips red as blood, her eyes darker than anyone she had ever seen, and they seem to bore right through her.

Emma backed away as the reflection of the queen spoke, "Who are you and why did you call for me, you insolent child!"

"I…" Emma was lost on words, a yelp of terror escaped her as she walked back, tipping over a candle.

"Emma, are you okay?" Lily's voice sounded from the other side of the door, she had heard her yelp.

"I…am fine," Emma lied.

"Liar, liar, your pants are on fire," the vengeful queen smirked, seeing the candle Emma tipped had set the lower part of her pants on fire. Emma noticed but her eyes was fixating on the mirror, seeing how the woman vanished in fire and her own reflection appeared once more. Still startled she somehow managed to put the fire out without any visible injuries. Mostly she was spoked.

Who was that woman in the mirror, the tale was that Queen killed everyone that called upon her, but clearly she hadn't done that. The young girl couldn't get those burning eyes out of her head as she opened the door for Lily saying, "I tripped over the candle, nothing else happened, I told you this was nonsense."

"Not worth trying then?" Lily wondered, seeing her friend was paler than she had ever seen her before. Whatever happened in there had scared her she knew.

"No, you should go my parents are home soon," Emma said, shooing her towards the door, she knew they didn't like Lily. The other girl didn't question this, instead she packed of the things and hurried out of there.

At the other end of the mirror the Queen turned to look at her servants she hated it all these younglings calling upon her. She was used to it, scaring them out of their minds, even having someone drop dead on the floors. This young girl however was different; she could feel it. Not that it mattered as she would probably never see her again.

Feedback always welcome and very much appreciated :o)