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It took Emma a minute to process her words. "Darkening my heart? Why? So I can become your slave?" Emma shouts out from the wall. She feels a faint pain begin to grow in her chest as soon as the words left her mouth. The pain grew stronger and all she could do was close her eyes and bare the pain.
Cora's hand pulled back and released her, making her crumple to the ground. Her eyes snapped open and Emma slowly placed her hand on the wall and guided herself upwards as she stood. She found Cora's evil smile and all she could wear was a frown.
Cora took a few steps back but kept her eyes on Emma. "Tell me, Emma is it? How's my daughter?" Cora asks and keeps Emma's beating heart in her own hands. Emma stares at her hand and doesn't dare take her eyes off.
"Your daughter? Regina? She's a hell of a piece of work." Emma says quietly, being honest. Cora laughs and then looks to her heart. She holds it up in front of Emma's face as she twirls it around. "Where are we anyway?" Emma shouts, looking around the room.
"Where are we? My daughter's castle, of course." Cora says.
"Regina's?" She looked around. Nothing looked familiar and then it came to her. She has seen this before. It really is real. She gulped and stayed still.
"This heart of yours. It will darken more and more everyday. No one can save you. Not even your precious loved ones or true love's kiss or any of that nonsense. It will grow darker and darker, soon enough, you'll completely forget who you are and all you'll be known as is the savior who couldn't save her own self." The dark haired woman told the girl.
Emma gulped at her words, not understanding everything she even said. How did she get in this position. She just wanted to be home with her son enjoying a cup of fresh hot chocolate and a few sprinkles of cinnamon on top. Emma rests her head against the wall and thinks. Cora tilts her head and watches the blonde. She smirks with a grin and pushes Emma's heart right back where she took it from.
Emma shut her eyes tightly again. She felt the pain. Her chest was burning and felt like fire. Cora kept her smirk. "You won't tell anyone about this or I will kill every single one of the people you love. Starting with your son." Cora says.
Emma takes a few deep breaths. "You won't get away with this!" she shouts as she takes her hand off the wall.
"Oh dear. It seems that I already have." She says with an evil laugh before lifting her hands to make Emma disappear.
Everything goes dark as Emma appears at the old spot where she was. As soon as the smoke is gone, Emma collapses to the ground. Her body was not used to all this magic.
Mary Margaret hears the thud and looks over. "Emma!" She shouts loudly as she runs to her daughter's aid. She kneels down and gently props her up as much as she can. "Emma, sweetheart, are you okay? What did she do to you?" A thought instantly pops into Mary Margaret's mind as she takes her hand and places it over where Emma's heart should be. She hear it beat a couple times and she smiles instantly. She was so happy to see her and feel that beat of her heart, she couldn't help a tear that rolled down her cheek and fell to the ground. She had thought she had lost her and she couldn't bare the thought of losing her again.
Emma opened her eyes and saw her mother. Emma swallowed and remembered Cora's words. You won't tell anyone about this or I will kill every single one of the people you love. Starting with your son. Emma sat up and held a hand to her head. "She just… She…" Emma searched her mind for the words to tell her. "She told me that she wanted to ask about Regina. She wanted to see her and how she will find a way to Storybrooke." Emma said. She knew it wasn't a good lie but Mary Margaret just nodded, not even caring about Cora at the moment. She was only focused on Emma.
"Are you okay?" she asked again. She looked her up and down and brushed off some dirt that was on her red jacket.
Emma just nodded. "I'm fine." She says before feeling herself being pulled into the other woman's embrace for a quick hug. She pulled back and looked over to Hook.
Mary Margaret watches her daughter look away and she glances over to Hook also. "We should probably go before he wakes and tries to stab us." Mary Margaret chuckles a little and holds out her hand with the compass in it.
Emma gladly takes her hand and places it over the compass also. She let the fresh air enter her lungs as she took a deep breath. All she faintly hears is her mother counting down to one. She jumps as soon as Mary Margaret does and she shuts her eyes tight as they jump through the portal and everything goes dark.