SwanQueen Week – Day 4 – Canon Divergence AU
A/N: I hope that I did this one right. I was rather confused with the whole thing. But hopefully I got the prompt right and hopefully you all enjoy this one. Thank you all for reading =)
WARNING: MAJOR CHARACTER DEATH
"You did this." Regina sneered as she glared at Mary Margaret with her dead mother in her arms. She could feel the blood boiling in her veins and she wanted nothing more than to rip the woman's throat out with her bare teeth.
Mary Margaret stood there with her mouth agape, unsure of what to do or say. David spoke up for her. "Regina, it was an accident-"
"I don't want to hear anything from you Charming! Once again you both have managed to ruin my life!" Regina yelled as she looked back at Rumple. "And you can go straight to hell."
Rumple just smirked and looked back at Mary Margaret. "Oh, and I should have warned you dearie. That candle you used... It was cursed with dark magic."
Mary Margaret immediately turned her attention to the Dark One, along with Regina & David. "Wh- What do you mean?" She asked timidly.
"What I mean is that when you take a life, while you may save one, it also takes the life of another. Someone that you care about." Rumple smirked devilishly, seemingly proud of himself. Mary Margaret gasped and looked to David. "Oh no, it is not him." Mary Margaret looked back at Rumple. "It will be someone else. Someone that you just got back."
Regina caught on to what he was saying before Mary Margaret did. "No." Regina said, her voice barely above a whisper.
But Mary Margaret heard her and looked down at her. "No what? Who does he mean?"
Just then, Neal came running through the back door of the pawn shop. "Guys, someone help. It's Em! She just... She fell out, I don't know what the hell happened! I can't get her to wake up!"
Mary Margaret's eyes grew wide as she turned to Rumple. "What did you make me do?!" She screamed at him, ready to lunge for him but David held her back.
Rumple scoffed. "What did I make you do? Sorry dearie, but what you did, you did all on your own."
"Can we please stop arguing and come help me with Emma, please?!" Neal shrieked, his arms flailing all over the place.
Regina couldn't move. Even as the Charmings moved from in front of her to rush out the back door, she couldn't move an inch. Her heart felt like it stopped beating in her chest, her breath stolen from her. "No." She thought to herself. "Emma cannot be dead, too. This cannot be happening. He's lying. He's lying. Rumple's lying. He has to be."
But as Regina looked back at the man, she could see that he held no remorse for what happened. "What the hell did you do?"
"Me? Why, Regina, would you think that I had something to do with this?" Rumple asked with a mischievous grin on his face.
Regina looked back down at her mother and moved the hair from her face. This was not happening. It wouldn't be. She can't lose her mother and Emma too. It wouldn't be fair. It didn't make sense. Why would the candle make Emma die along with Cora? "How... How can the candle... How did..." Regina tried, but she found it difficult to form the words she was attempting to say.
"Why did the candle take Cora's life as well as Emma's?" Rumple asked knowingly, his smirk widening at the visible flinch Regina gave. "Because dearie, it was cursed that way. If a person uses that candle, it takes a life for a life, while also saving one. That one being me of course. But... think of it as an eye for an eye type thing. Snow used that candle to take away your mother, so it's only fitting, since her mother is already gone, to take her daughter away from her." Rumple explained nonchalantly as if speaking of the weather.
Regina shook her head furiously. "No. No, Emma is not dead!"
"Why are you so devastated over it, Regina? No longer do you have to fight with Miss Swan over Henry. He will now be yours, and only yours. And he'll see that this was not your fault. He see the one at fault to be his grandmother, the woman who was supposed to be so good and pure. You should be happy." Rumple declared as he grabbed his cane. "Oh, and I'm terribly sorry about your mother."
"Get out." Regina seethed.
Rumple held his hand up to his ear. "Sorry, what did you say? I do believe you asked me to get out of my own shop."
"Just leave me alone!" Regina screamed at him, tears pouring down her cheeks. Only once Rumple was gone did Regina truly let it all out. She was hurt; hurt and angry and ready to kill anyone who came within ten feet of her. She had her mother back for a split second before she was gone again. And now Emma-
Regina shook her head, not allowing herself to complete that thought. She couldn't bare it. "Maybe," Regina thought to herself, "Maybe Emma isn't dead. She is the savior of course, maybe there's a way around it." She could only hope.
It turned out there was no use in hoping. A mere week after the 'incident', Regina stood in the pouring rain along with all the townsfolk at Emma's funeral. Regina was hidden from view, standing behind a group of trees and watched from afar. She did not want to see anyone, and she didn't want anyone to see her in her emotional state. To say that Regina was upset was an understatement. She was completely devastated. She had held onto that shred of hope that there was something between her & Emma. When Emma had helped her to kick-start her magic with Jefferson's hat, she knew that she felt that electric current run through her veins like wild flames.
And then when Emma and Mary Margaret had gotten pulled into the portal along with the wraith, she had lost her all at once, unable to try to figure anything out. So Regina tried as hard as she could to try to figure out if they were okay, and how to bring them back home safely. And then Henry had been informed by Aurora that Cora was still very much alive, which led Rumple to convince her to curse the well so that neither Cora and Hook or Mary Margaret and Emma could come through. Truthfully, she didn't want to. She had faith that Emma could bring herself and Mary Margaret back. That's just who she was. But Rumple made Regina doubt Emma. He made her scared of her mother and helped with the curse.
When Henry came and pleaded with her to stop it, at first she wasn't sure how she could do it. Then she knew how. She'd have to absorb the curse herself. She was sure that if she did, she wouldn't be able to survive it. But she did survive it, and so did Emma and Mary Margaret. At that moment when Emma came out of the well, Regina knew there was something there. They both had lived when one of them shouldn't have. And Rumple's words had flooded her mind, "True love can transcend realms and break any curse."
Even after Emma and the Charmings had falsely accused her of murdering Archie and Regina learned that Emma had magic, Regina still didn't give up that small hope that maybe, just maybe, Emma was her true love.
Then Cora came and everything was in shambles. Regina knew that she should have known better than to fall back under her mother's spell, but she just needed someone, anyone at that moment, and her mother was there.
Regina choked back her tears as the realization sat in. Now her mother wasn't there. She was gone. And so was Emma.
Henry was devastated when he had heard the news, even more so when he found out it was his grandmother who unknowingly had a hand in it. He was mostly upset with Rumple, as was everyone else in town. Henry had been staying with Neal ever since, as per Regina's request. She needed some time to herself, and she knew having Henry around wouldn't be good for either of them. But she still made it a habit to check up on him and bring him and Neal some lunch every once in a while.
Regina wiped a tear from her eye as she watched her son walk up to the hole in the ground with Emma's grave in it and used the shovel to throw dirt inside. The wind blew softly against her side, which caused Regina to shiver and pull her coat tighter around herself. As her hand slid over her coat pocket, she was startled to feel something inside of it. Her brow furrowed as she reached in her pocket and pulled out the object. Her breath caught in her throat as she stared at it; It was Emma's necklace.
Regina quickly looked around to see if anyone was close enough to maybe have slipped it in her pocket, but there was no one in sight. That was when she saw it; a sliver of blonde hair. But just as soon as she had seen it, it was gone. Regina's shoulders dropped and she held the necklace to her chest. She would always have a piece of Emma Swan with her, and she would never forget her.
A/N: Yeah so, that was a bit sadder than the other three that I did. Sorry for that. (Not really)
But I hope that you all enjoyed this one too! And again, I hope I did the prompt thing justice.
