Carmilla kicked the doors that lead into the clock tower and didn't care if it broke off of its hinges. The ray of sunlight came through and she had barely avoided it. How could she look Laura in the face after what she had done? The fear that flashed in Laura's eyes was enough to make her sick to her stomach. She just leaned against a table when she vomited. She used her hand to wipe it away.

The next thing she did was slam her fist into the table, splitting the wood, causing it to fall into a pile. There were splinters, but she didn't care if it got her. She tried to grip the arrow again, but let go as soon as the pain worsened.

The tip thankfully wasn't made of wood and she appreciated that the old hag hadn't shot her in a vital area. She walked over to the farther part of the book shelves that were in front of her. She sat down on the cold floor and leaned her back against the shelf.

At that moment, she didn't care if the damn sun penetrated the windows. She deserved to be burned after coming so close to ending Laura's life. The pain was starting to become dull and although Carmilla didn't want to sleep, she knew she had to keep up her strength.

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Carmilla didn't know how much time had passed, but she heard a gasp and foot steps. Whoever had come in probably noticed the damage that she had caused earlier that morning. She didn't have time to be considerate about destroying things. Her main goal was to get to safety. She knew that Laura would be safe where she was. That was one positive thing that came out of this dreadful situation.

There were more voices coming from the entrance. Carmilla stood up on her feet and was ready for whatever was about to happen. She was too weak to turn into a panther. She didn't have much to protect herself with, but she wasn't going to let anybody take her down, even in her weakened state.

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"What the hell happened here, Belle?" Emma asked as she stepped over the debree. Whatever had caused this sure as hell knew how to take out what was in their way. She noticed there was a mess on the floor and did her best to avoid it.

"I don't know, Emma. I was on my way to the library as usual and saw this mess. I thought it was best to call you."

"Yeah, good thing you did. I have no idea what caused this, but this couldn't have been done by a human. It was like the individual had used their bare hands to take this place apart."

Purple smoke had appeared and Regina stood before the two other women. She wore her regular mayoral outfit which was a white blouse and tight pencil skirt. She was inspecting everything that had been damaged.

"It seems that whoever caused this hasn't left."

The former Evil Queen looked at Emma, "Any thoughts?"

"Well, I gathered that the person isn't human. Even on my best day I can't do this much damage."

"I hope that I don't have to see you damaging anymore parts of Storybrooke like the way you did my tree."

"That was six years ago, can't you let that go?"

"Of course not."

Belle cleared her throat, "If the person that caused the damage is still here, maybe we should wait it out."

"This calls for a stake out!"

Regina raised an eyebrow, and said dryly "You probably shouldn't announce your plan out so loudly."

Emma rolled her eyes, "Come on you two, it's time to wait."