Chapter 2

Coraline sat in her car staring at the convent. She had been coming out there morning and afternoon more and more in the last weeks. It wasn't time for her to get another potion. She was mad at herself. She knew that Blue was trying to help her learn to control her magic, but her emotions were still getting the best of her.

"You're here early," Blue said, walking up beside her car.

"I am sorry. I didn't know where else to go. I used magic today at work."

"You did?"

"Yeah, I did."

"Did anyone see you?"

"I don't think so. But, I am scared. It is getting harder and harder to control it, now. The potion is masking my smell and Ruby can't smell me, but she knows something. I didn't think that it was going to be this hard to hide in plain sight."

"Come on in. We'll talk some more about the potion. I'll add some new ingredients to it. That should help you with your control, but it won't be a fix all. You will still need you to learn to control your emotions," Blue told her.

"I know."

Coraline followed her into the convent and into her office. Blue shut the door and then sound proofed the room so none of the other fairies could hear their conversation. She watched the scared woman as she rounded her desk and sat down.

"Tell me what happened," Blue implored.

"I was outside working, stacking some wood and it wouldn't stay stacked. It fell down for the umpteenth time and I got frustrated. I flicked my hand and then stuff went everywhere."

"You got mad and flicked your hand?"

"Yeah, and the wood started flying around."

"Like it flew away from you or floated in the air?" Blue asked.

"It blew away from me."

"You force pushed it. Alright, that might be something we need to work on. You need to learn to contain your anger. If it is that easy for you to cast something without thinking about it, imagine how destructive it could be when you actually tried."

"I know and that is why I am scared."

"You haven't hurt anyone."

"Yet," Coraline added.

"Listen, Coraline. I am trying to teach you how to control your powers. You'll have to find a way to control your emotions. Maybe you do something every day that you like. Take the landscaping job for Regina. It could help you get closer to figuring out how to help your mother and maybe that will help you with your emotions. You said that working outside calms you, do that to calm yourself."

"You make it sound so easy," Coraline stated.

"It can be that easy if you let it. I know that you said your mother hurt you, but she is also the one that saved you by sending you here. She might have remembered something and knows that you are the only one who can help her. Coraline, I wish you would tell me more about the future, but I understand your reasoning for not. It could change the outcome. But, think about this, young one. Your own mother sent you back to the past to change the outcome that you know. Maybe, this is part of that. I don't have all the answers. We are looking into the evil that you described, but alas I don't have the resources that I once had in the Enchanted Forest."

"I know."

"If I were to travel there to find out something, it would create a permanent portal. I am not sure that everyone is ready for that. The only other place I can think of to do research would be the library. I am sure that both Regina and Rumple hid books there. You would be the easiest choice in searching there. They wouldn't question you, and neither would Belle," Blue stated.

"I know."

"Then why don't we do that?"

"Do what?"

"You and I will work with your magic in the mornings. I'll give the potion and then you can go to work. In the afternoon, when Holly or Travis comes in, I'll meet you at the library and we will begin a new search there. The only other thing I know to do is tell your mother the truth and hope that she doesn't go ballistic because you didn't trust her enough to come to her first."

"You've seen my back. I think that would be self-explanatory. Would you trust her?"

"That person, no, I wouldn't. But, the one in the here and now, yes, I do believe that I would try trust her. She is the loving mother that you remember from your childhood not the Darkened Witch that you fought to get here. Think about that."

"I will, but is hard knowing that she is the Black Queen."

"Just remember this: the entire town is part of your kingdom. She was once their Evil Queen, but in the end, she proved to be their greatest ally against an evil they didn't know. These are your people. You would be surprised what these town folk will do for the Crown of White and those that they care for. We all may be your greatest ally, now."

"I've seen them all die for it," Coraline replied nonchalantly.

"Then, maybe they should be told about what is to come," Blue stated.

"Yeah, and cause a mass panic. No thanks. I'll figure out how to defeat it and then tell Mom. She'll make the preparations and that will be the end of it. I'll get to grow up in peace."

"Now, who is making it sound too easy?" Blue questioned.

Coraline shook her head. She knew that Blue was right. She needed to tell her mother who she really was. Then, she could get Regina to help her. It was a long shot that Regina would believe her anyway. She just didn't know the right way to walk up to the intimidating woman and just tell her. How do you tell one of the most power women in Storybrooke that something was coming more powerful than any curse they had ever seen? How do you prepare them for death?

Earlier that day

Regina has stopped by the Game of Thorns shop to talk with Coraline. She wanted to thank her for the fertilizer spikes that she had put under her tree. She had noticed that the leaves seemed greener and the tree seemed to thrive with renewed vigor.

When she had asked Holly where she was, Holly merely pointed out back to the mulch, compost and fertilizer piles. Regina thanked the shop girl and went outside to find Coraline. She stopped almost immediately when she saw her.

She wasn't prepared to the see the young woman in nothing by jeans and tank top. Regina gave a smirk, because from behind, Coraline reminded her of Emma. She started to make her way over to where she was stacking some timbers. She could see the frustrated look on her face.

"Damn it all to Hell!" Coraline exclaimed.

Regina giggled. She was about to step up and make a smart comment when Coraline's actions stopped her dead in her tracks. Regina couldn't believe what she just saw.

"She's got magic?" Regina whispered to herself.

Coraline flicked her wrist at the pile of timbers and they flew away from her. Regina noted the surprise on the younger woman's face, but it didn't stop her own blood from boiling. Coraline had lied to her. There was no way that she could be Belle's younger sister. Then some of the things that Ruby had been stating came back to mind. She didn't look like Belle or any of the other members of the French family. She smelled like Henry. She didn't know what that had to do with anything, but it stuck out in her head.

She didn't see Coraline go back into the shop. But it was obvious that Coraline hadn't seen her. She heard her tell Holly that she was going out to see Blue about something. She saw Holly give her a noncommittal nod as she left. Regina took that moment to come back inside.

"You find Coraline?"

"No, I think I missed her."

"Yeah, you must have. She just left to go see Blue. I think she is helping them with their booths for Spring Fest. I'll tell her you stopped by, if you want me to," Holly told her.

"No, that's fine, Miss Watts. I am sure that I will run into her later. She has a meeting scheduled with me later about the landscaping contract, unless she has forgotten."

"I'll text her to remind her," Holly stated.

"Don't worry about it, dear. I am sure that she has a lot on her mind. I'll see you later," Regina told her leaving the shop.

Regina got into her car and drove out to the Convent. She watched Blue and Coraline go into the offices and talk. She didn't know if she should wait for her to come out to confront her or not. It was during her mental debate with herself about confronting the woman that she saw Coraline and Blue head out of the offices and into the woods. She decided to follow them then.

The woods behind the Convent

Coraline followed Blue down to the river that was on the edge of town and flowed through the Convent's property. They were deeper in the woods than she had ever been with Blue and she knew it was to hide them from the other fairies. She was still surprised that Nova and the rest didn't question her presence at the Convent. She knew they wouldn't question Blue's dealings and since Blue was the one who had personally taken it upon herself to teach her how to deal with her magic, they wouldn't question their relationship at all.

"We can practice here. It is out of the way of prying eyes and I believe it will help you stay calm. Do you think that you could find your way here again without having to come to the Convent first?" Blue asked her.

"I am sure that I could."

"Good. You need to do that. I don't think that you would want the town's folk thinking that you were planning on joining the fold. I don't think that any of them are quite ready to admit that they find it strange that all the fairies are nuns," Blue stated.

"I hadn't thought of that. I am surprised that Holly or Belle hasn't questioned it yet. I guess they both just figured that I was helping you with your part of the Spring Fest."

"It would be a logical explanation. However, what would you do after the celebration? How would you explain your presence here daily, then?"

"I have no idea."

"I am not afraid for you, but there are those that would question it. I am sure that you are aware of how Red likes to know things. You said that she almost got you caught because of your scent. I am surprised that she didn't say anything to Belle about it."

"I am, as well," Coraline answered.

"Has anyone questioned your relationship with Belle?"

"No, everyone still believes that I am her younger sister."

"That is good. I was amazed at how quickly you mastered that accent of hers. It must be hard to fake it all the time."

"Actually, it isn't. I am quite used to using it. I've done it before."

"Back in the Enchanted Forest?" Blue inquired.

"Yes, I've known Belle…for a long time."

"She was a teacher of yours?"

"Yes, she was. She and Red held together the survivors of the Blackness in Rumple's castle. His dark magic clashed with the Blackness and it couldn't penetrate his former domain. We were safe there, but not happy. We were alive, but we were dead."

"You left the confines? Why? Why did you leave?"

"I wanted to fight the Blackness. I wanted to stop the suffering. I wanted to find out what really happened to my parents and my family. I needed to…be something more than I was."

"You went out seeking a destiny?"

"It isn't seeking when it is thrust upon you," Coraline answered.

"You speak of things you haven't told me. I cannot fully help unless you tell me everything that you can. If you are to defeat the Blackness, then you must tell me everything."

"I can't and you know that."

"Will you tell me more about what happened when you confronted the Blackness?"

"I can't. There is nothing left to tell. I've told you everything."

"I can't help if I don't know," Blue told her.

"I know that. I have told you everything. There is nothing left for me to tell."

"You don't know what started it?"

"If I did, I would have told you," Coraline told her, feeling her magic flowing in anger.

"Calm down, young one. I can see the fire building beneath your fingers. You are so prone to anger like your mother. You must learn to control that. You can't get angry like that and burn something or someone. Let's start with that."

"With what?"

"Fire, we'll start with fire," Blue told her.

Regina had let her curiosity get the better of her. She let them wander into the woods a good spell before she followed them. She heard them talking but couldn't make out what they were saying. She knew that Blue was taking her deep into the woods, but she didn't know why. She wanted to know what the little Blue bug was hiding.

She found a small copse of trees and a stump. She took a seat on the stump. She was far enough away that they wouldn't see her, but close enough that she could hear their conversation.

"You want to start with fire?"

"It is the most destructive," Blue replied matter-of-factly.

"I know that."

"Why are you afraid of it?"

"I am not."

"You are. What happened with your fire before? What aren't you telling me, Coraline?"

"It isn't my fire that I am afraid of," she answered.

"Your mother's?"

"Of course, my mother's, who else."

"Then, we must learn to control it."

"How? How do you control destruction? How could I possibly do that?"

"First you must learn to control your conjuring."

"I get angry and make fire. That is simple. I understand that. Fire is anger."

"No, it isn't that simple. Fire is anger for you, yes, but you need to learn to call upon it when you aren't angry. Anger is a simple magician's tool. You are more powerful than that."

"I need to learn to call it when I am not angry. Yeah, Blue, that sounds safe. Why?"

"Because if you can find a way to call it without being angry, you control its summoning."

Regina nodded in affirmation from her seat. She knew that, but it was also easy just to give into the anger. Coraline was right: fire was anger and destruction.

"So, if I can will it to come, I can control its appearance."

"Yes, young one, exactly. Now, stand facing the river, palms up and out. I want you to think about the fire. I want you to feel it surging through your body. Now, call it into your right hand and hold it there. Only call it to your right hand, though," Blue told her.

Coraline stood facing the babbling water and cleared her mind. She felt the surge of magic in her blood, again, and it was exhilarating. She closed her eyes and will the magic to one side of her body. She opened them and looked at Blue as a small fireball began to form in her right hand. A slow smile crept across her face.

Regina gasped. The girl had more control than she thought. She had more control than Emma did and that was saying a lot. She was good. She was very good and it scared Regina.

She couldn't remember Coraline from the Enchanted Forest. She couldn't remember Belle ever mentioning a sister before the Curse, but she had one during it. Regina began to think. She went over every town's person. Coraline never came up. She couldn't place her. She was an unknown person in a town full of people that Regina knew everything about. And, because Regina didn't know who she was, it made Coraline dangerous to her.

"Good, very good. Now, flow the fire to your left hand and hold it. Once you've done that, I want you to keep your right hand from conjuring another fire ball."

Coraline moved her hands over each other. She passed the fireball from her right hand to her left. She was amazed that she had done it. When she moved her right hand away, the residual magic that was there tried to ignite. She stared at her hand as it sparked over and over again, before finally stopping and there being nothing.

"That is good. It will take practice, but you will learn to move the magic through your body if you have to change positions. You're doing well. Now, take the fireball with both hands and make it grow. Make it as big as you dare."

Regina stood up. She wanted to see what the girl could do. She moved a little closer, but still kept herself hidden from their view.

Coraline put the ball of fire between her hands and slowly pulled them apart. She watched wide-eyed as the fireball grew in size and intensity between her hands. She kept it going until the ball was roughly the size of a basketball and she held it there.

"You don't want to try for bigger?"

"You want me to burn the woods?"

"Fair enough, Coraline. Now, you must do something that most people with magic hate. You must reabsorb the power you have conjured. Slowly, bring the fireball back down to a more manageable size and place it in your right hand. Good. Now, you are going to place your left hand over the ball and push it into your right hand, willing the magic back inside your body."

Coraline did as instructed. She pushed her hands together and the fire went out. She smiled at Blue, realizing that she had learned more in that simple lesson on how to control her magic than she had in years of practice with Belle.

"Now open your hands," Blue commanded her.

When she did, an arc of fire exploded from her body and in the air. Blue was already ready with her wand in hand, casting water from the river at the fiery expulsion. Coraline fell down in horror and frustration.

"Do not fret, young one. That is a difficult skill to master. I know plenty of magicians that would throw the fire ball into water than reabsorb it. Sometimes it causes more pain in the act of absorption than the act of conjuring. We will continue to work on that. It will be a valuable skill for you in the future," Blue told her.

"I am sure."

Regina was worried. She needed to research this woman. She would be a problem if she went rogue or worse…. Regina didn't want to think about it. She needed to figure out who this Coraline French really was. She knew of only one place that she could go and do this without interruption or having to explain her actions. Her vault. She teleported herself there, in her customary purple smoke not caring if they saw her now.

Coraline turned in the direction of where Regina was. She didn't see anything, but she could have sworn that she heard something. Blue looked over as well, following her line of sight.

"See something?" Blue asked.

"No, I guess not. I thought I heard something, but I guess it was nothing. Can we try again?"

"Sure, try it again. Start with the ball of fire in your right and repeat the entire thing. I'll be here if you need me or if you try to light the woods on fire. Go slowly. Don't try to do anything at full speed or quickly until you are sure that you can do it."

"Yeah, I know. Wouldn't want to start a forest fire. I need to prevent that from happened as only I can. I have to learn to control my fire," Coraline answered.

Across town in Regina's vault, she paces. She is trying to calm herself down before she goes to confront Coraline. She didn't know what to do. Should she go at her with magic? She didn't know. It was the unknown that frightened Regina. She didn't know what to do. She didn't want to involve Red, Belle or Emma. She figured that she would do it alone.

She thought about going at Blue, but she didn't want to tip her hand. She and Blue didn't have the best relationship. She knew that Blue would alert Coraline and then she wouldn't find the answers that she was looking for. It was a dilemma that she didn't want to be in.

She also knew that she couldn't ask Gold. He wasn't known for his tact and he would tell Belle immediately. Belle would alert Coraline and once again, she would know nothing. No, she would have to do it on her own, but how?

She thought about using a truth spell, but that would show that she didn't trust the younger woman. Well, she didn't trust her…yet. She needed to know why Coraline was keeping her ability to use magic such a secret. It just didn't make sense. She had to know that Gold had magic. Everyone on in town knew that Emma and Regina did, but why was Coraline hiding?

Regina finally shook her head. She needed to know. She had to know. It was after all her ultimate responsibility to the people of Storybrooke to know things. And, this was a big thing that she did need to know. She gathered her wits about her and poofed back to her car.

It had gotten dark. Evening it seemed had come early. She knew that she should call Henry and make sure that he was okay. He was staying with the Charmings tonight, so it would give her the time she needed to talk with Coraline.

"Hey, Henry," she said.

"Hiya, Mom," he replied.

"How was school?"

"It was fine."

"That's good. Do you still want lasagna tomorrow? I'll need to get the ingredients if you do."

"That sounds awesome, Mom. I'll invite Emma over. You know how she likes it," he stated.

"That's fine, Dear."

"Well, I gotta go. David is calling me for dinner. Love you, Mom," he said ringing off.

"Love you, too," Regina replied, as she hung up the phone smiling.

Her talk with Henry calmed her nerves, but it didn't stop her mind from wandering back to the question of what to do with Coraline. She knew that Emma, Red, and Belle were expecting her to show up to the Rabbit Hole for drinks. She hoped that she would be able to talk with her before she was supposed to meet them. She looked at her watch. She needed to go.

She made her way to her Mercedes and drove the short distance from the Covent to Belle's old house. It was a modest house that Gold had given her once the curse was lifted. She let Coraline stay there now that she had moved in with Gold after their marriage. When Coraline moved in, Gold extended the free rent to her as well. Regina wasn't surprised. She knew that Gold would do anything for Belle, which included Coraline as well. He also looked out for Coraline, since the main part of the Frenches left town just after the Curse broke. Regina wondered if they even remembered their sisters, or daughters, still here.

She stood outside the house and studied it. There were only a few lights on and she was sure that Coraline was the only one home. She wasn't sure if she should just barge in, but she didn't feel the need to knock or ring the bell. She was trying to confront her, not coddle her because she had magic. No, Regina wanted to know what was going on in her town.

She barged up to the front door. For a second, social norms tried to take over as she raised her hand to knock. She lowered it almost as quickly as she had raised it. She flicked her fingers at the knob and the door opened. Well, if she had powerful magic, she wasn't protecting her home and it made Regina wonder how powerful she really was.

As she made her way inside the house, she noticed the sparse decorations. Coraline hadn't done much to improve the place since Belle and Rumple had given it to her. She decided to look around, to see if anything would jump out at her as magical and she knew that she had time to do this because she could hear the shower running upstairs.

Regina thought about going up the stairs and confronting her, but she decided that it was uncouth for her to do that. She would wait downstairs for her. She would wait and she would brood. She couldn't control the thoughts running through her head about Coraline and magic. None of them made sense but they all had their logical places in her mind.

She heard the shower stop and someone walk across the hallway. She heard some muffled voices and then the distinct sound of a fist on drywall. It was enough for Regina to be up the stairs and looking for Coraline. She wanted to confront her about the magic, but seeing as how she got frustrated and used it earlier, Regina wanted to make sure they didn't burn the house down, either. She was just outside what she figured was Coraline's bedroom when a flash of skin caught her eye. She wasn't usually one to stare, but there was something odd about it and she wanted to know why it caught her so off guard.

She pushed the door open and stood in the door way. She watched as a naked Coraline wrapped up further in a blood red, purple, blue, and black blanket. Coraline had it wrapped around her in a toga-like fashion. Her right arm was bear and she was using some sort of magic to heal the wound that Regina could see had formed just below her elbow.

"Care to tell me how you got that?" Regina asked, announcing her presence.

Coraline spun around, clutching the blanket to her bosom. The look of shock on her face wasn't as amusing as the anger that swept over her at Regina standing there in her room. She opened her mouth to speak but then closed it just as fast.

"I could help you with that, if you would like," Regina offered.

"No," she replied forcefully.

"Do you want to explain how that happened?"

"Not to you."

"Have I done something to you that would cause such anger?"

"Not today, you haven't, your majesty."

"What exactly does that mean?" Regina asked.

"I don't have anything to say to you."

"I believe that you do, Dear."

"Why is that?"

"Because I know what you can do," Regina said flatly.

"I think you should go, Madam Mayor. I don't know what you are talking about and I definitely don't know why you are in my house uninvited. Please leave. I wouldn't want to call the Sherriff on you," Coraline told her, hoping she would leave.

"Then you can explain to her what I saw today. I am sure that she would love to hear all about how you got angry at the shop and took it out on some fence posts and then how you were down by the river with Blue trying to not burn the forest down. Go ahead and call her. I am sure that your sister would love to hear the tale, too. Or, would you prefer that I call them for you, Dear?"

"Have you been following me?"

"I did follow you after I saw your display at the store. I have to say that I was surprised that the youngest of the French clan possessed powers. I was even more surprised that you got Blue to help you. I mean you could have come to me, but I get that you might not want the Evil Queen to teach you magic. But, then again, Rumple is now your brother-in-law and he could be teaching you, but he is the Dark One. Are you ever going to tell Belle that you could do magic?"

"I don't see how that matters now. You will end up telling her. What do you want from me?" Coraline asked her again, this time without all the anger in her voice.

If Regina didn't see the hatred in her eyes, she would have thought that Coraline was surrendering to her. She couldn't put her finger on it, but it was like she was broken and trying to find something to put herself back, again. She hadn't been using her magic for personal gain. She was trying to learn to control it before she hurt someone. Regina thought that it was an admirable trait to use for training. She just wasn't sure what Coraline was so afraid of.

Coraline spun back around and left her right shoulder facing Regina. In the movement the blanket moved and her right bicep was visible, showing her the tattoo. Regina gasped when she saw her coat-of-arms mixed with that of a redone Charming's. She knew what that tattoo could mean. The colors weren't that different than when she was Queen in the Enchanted Forest.

"Who are you?" Regina demanded.

"I am Coraline French."

Regina cocked her head. She knew that the tattoo would have magic. Those who bore it were sworn to defend the royal house of the Enchanted Forest with no questions. It was a type of blood magic and one that Regina used for her own protection and benefit.

"You are a member of my Elite Guard according to your tattoo. What Queen do you serve? Who are you? Why don't I know you?" Regina demanded.

"I am Coraline French."

"Tell me your real name, soldier," Regina commanded through clenched teeth.

Coraline drew a small dagger from under the pillow and spun around to face Regina. As she turned back around, dagger in her right hand, left still holding the blanket around her body, the dagger grew into a full length broad sword and Regina could see that it was Charming's. She took a step back as Coraline leveled the tip with her throat.

"Please, my Lady, do not make me answer you."

"Why shouldn't I make you?"

"It is for your own protection."

"Why is it for my protection?" Regina asked.

"I cannot say."

"Whom do you serve?"

"The three Queens," she answered.

"And, who are they?"

"They are Queen Snow, Queen Emma, and you, majesty, Queen Regina," Coraline stated.

"We rule together?"

"You will, my queen."

"Who are you?"

"Please, my Lady, don't make me answer," Coraline begged.

Regina wasn't going to back down. If she was really a member of the Elite Guard and she was serving three queens, then why was she in Storybrooke, when none of them were queen? Her story didn't make any sense, but her sincerity about not telling her for her own protection worried Regina. Why would a guard refuse to tell her? She knew that the blood magic would hurt Coraline if she continued to press for an answer. She would eventually have to tell Regina the truth or she would continue to be tortured until she did.

"I know about the magic of the tattoo. I would suggest you answer me. Who are you?"

"Please, my Lady, don't make me answer," Coraline pleaded as she knelt down in fealty.

"Kneeling before me and begging will not answer my question. Why are you here? What is your purpose in Storybrooke?"

"I am a knight to the three queens. I live only to serve and protect. I am here to fulfill that oath."

"What danger are you here to defend me from?"

"A distant and unknown force, majesty."

"Can you tell me more?" Regina questioned.

"Not at this time, your highness."

"Not at this time? Who are you, Knight? What are you here to protect me from? Tell me."

"I can't tell you that, right now," Coraline stated.

"And why is that? Are you a threat to me? Why can't you tell me?"

"Please, majesty, don't push me into telling you," Coraline begged, still kneeling and now backed into a corner against her bed and night table.

Regina watched her. There was something oddly familiar in the way she moved, the way she talked, the way she acted. It reminded her of Henry. Regina actually looked at the woman before her, kowtowing and begging not to answer her questions. It was the first time that she realized that the brunette couldn't be a French girl. Her dark chocolate eyes resembled her own. She wasn't prepared for the tattoo on her arm. She didn't know what to make of it. Coraline's answers were vague but they spoke of protection and the future.

"You are from the future?" Regina asked.

"I am, Majesty."

"And, you came back here to protect me?"

"I did, my Lady."

"Who sent you? Can you at least tell me that? If nothing else, tell me that."

"You did, my Queen."

Regina took a step back. She stared at the woman before her. If she had sent her back to herself, now, then why would Coraline tell her why?

"I sent you to me?"

"Not to you, exactly, my Lady. But, to here and now, to make sure that certain events happen and that certain things don't. I am afraid that I cannot tell you more, because it would cause more rifts than I am willing to be responsible for. My entire presence here is already causing issues with my personal history. Please leave me be and let me do what I've come to do."

"I will not. Tell me who you are. What is your real name, Knight?"

"My name is Coraline French."

"Is that the name that your mother gave you?" Regina asked.

"No, but it is the name that I use and have used since I was a child."

"And, what of your parents then?"

"Dead."

"Dead?"

"Yes, Majesty, they died trying to save the realm and defend me."

"Against what?"

"I have already said too much."

"Do I know your parents?"

"Very well, I would say."

"Who are they?" Regina asked.

"I cannot tell you that either, my Lady."

"You won't tell me your name. You won't tell me who your parents are. You won't tell me why you are really here except that you are here to protect me. You state I sent you here to do all of this. I would have had a reason. I would have sent something back with you so I would know you are telling the truth. Why would you hide? Why wouldn't you present me with this item so that I would know you are telling the truth?" Regina asked.

"Please don't use the magic of the tattoo to make me tell you," Coraline pleaded.

"Knight, I demand that you tell me who you are. By order of the Queen, tell me your real name. I command you as leader of the Elite guard, who are you?"

"Ahh!" Coraline screamed in pain.

"Tell me your name. The pain will end. Tell me who you are."

"Mom, please, don't…" Coraline replied in a quiet whisper.