AN: A few things in the story that I will explain beforehand.
The Karkadann is a carnivorous unicorn. It looks like a black bull with one horn and red eyes. Some things will be revealed but a lot isn't. Mostly flash backs of the past. Things will be filled in in later chapters. I think this story will maybe be 10 chapters. Updated like once a month, maybe more if people like it. Also no evil queen per say in this story, it's a total AU. Got the idea from a manga I read a while back but changed everything in both. Just took parts of once and parts of manga. I can't find name of the manga clearly I don't own ether. Oh and there might be a little BTVS just because that's what I grew up on and can't help but to love a classic.
Regina helped Emma back to bed. Smiling down at the sleeping form, she remembered the first time she saw the blonde, she was only a child then, it had been almost 22 years. The scared little girl grew up in to a beautiful stupid reckless Charming.
David ran as fast and as far as he could but he was no match for the coven that was after his small child. He was wounded, his blood leaving a trail for anyone to follow. He did not stop, could not stop, he had to get to the Wolves Den. His wife was missing and now they were after his only daughter. He counted at least thirteen, thirteen dark shadows following the demon hunter. Thirteen witches that wanted his daughter's blood. His child was the chosen one, the one who would end their rein. Time had finally run out for David and the witch that had been relentlessly pursuing his family had finally caught up with him the rest of the coven would not be far behind.
David could not catch his breath his injury was serious. A witch had stabbed him in his side, blood still oozed from the open wound. He tightened his jacket around his waist, trying his best to stop the blood flow, long enough to get his baby to safety. He just needed to get his daughter across the border. Wear she would be safe from the Coven. He reminded himself repeatedly all he had to do was get his baby to safety.
"You know why I am here, give me the child and you can live."
"Never," David yelled, one arm holding his six year old, the other holding his dagger. "Anything you conjure I can fight. Your magic can't hurt me." The witch laughed and David's daughter held him tighter.
"Then you both shall die."
"Please, she is only a child."
"Who grows stronger by the day."
"You're a monster let her grow up then fight her, that has always been our way."
"If I did that then we would lose again. Not this time, she dies now."
"Move."
"I am not going anywhere; your magic can't hurt me."
"No but this can." The witch stated to rotate her finger in a circle. Creating a burst of wind like a tornado that knocked David away from his child and his blade. The tiny blonde girl looked up with tears in her eyes trying desperately to get to her father who lay on the ground bleeding. The witch blocked the child's path with a fireball. Yet the little girl did not stop she ran directly at the witch.
The witch looked down at the little girl. This was it, the moment her mother would finally be proud of her the moment when she would finally clam her crown as a queen. The death of this child would mean the world would finally be hers. The witch moved so that the fireball was inches from the girls face. There was a flash of the child's future. Destiny had other plans for this little girl and if death was somewhere in her future. The witch was not going to be the one to issue it. The flame in her hand fizzled out. The little girl looked up at the witch tears streaming down her face. The witch dropped to her knees. The witch was finally going to get everything she ever wanted all she had to do was kill a child. Yet standing in front of the girl, knowing how much power she would gain from the child's death she could not bring herself to do it, not if her vision was correct.
"It's ok, I won't hurt you little one," Holding her hand out for the little girl to take.
"Emma run, never trust a witch." David yelled. The little girl stood frozen in fear.
"I won't hurt you."
"Don't trust her, it's a trick." The witch stood up and walked toward David picking up his dagger on the way. David tried to move but it felt like an unseen force was holding his limbs to the ground. "RUN" Emma did not move from her spot.
"No, Daddy."
"Emma, close your eyes." David yelled as the witch bent down "You're going to do this in front of my kid."
"Yes," the witch's hands began to glow. The blade shined a deep purple color and then the blade turned black. The witch lifted the blade over David's would, burning his skin. He screeched in pain as the hot blade burnt his bleeding flesh.
"What the hell are you doing?"
"Saving your worthless little life; by cauterizing your wound. Remember I can't heel you with magic. Your handy little shield will not let me. We don't have much time, soon the rest will descend upon us."
"This is a tick."
"If I wanted you dead you would be. Can you stand?"
"Yes," David started to get up on shaky feet. Emma ran to his side. The witch pushed the dagger into David's hands.
"Stab me."
"What?"
"Stab me, it will delay them."
"I can't."
"You kill my kind all the time."
"I kill monsters and demons. You just stopped me from bleeding to death; you're neither of those things."
"We don't have a lot of time, Do IT. Spilling my blood will save your child's life." The witch grabbed David's hands pushing the blade into her own stomach. The witch fell to her knees. "Go, you don't have much time. Go, witch- fire combined with my blood will make that blade unstoppable. Go if anyone follows you that blade will poison them and give you their strength. It will become more powerful with each kill now go."
"Thank you."
"Just keep her safe."
Sitting in the bed watching the blonde sleeping the witch knew even though it cost her everything letting the child go was the right choice. "What happened little bird?" Regina whispered to the sleeping woman. She had hoped her mother would take pity one her and believe her story. She should have known that Cora only cared about power and not even her own daughter. When her mother found her there was no pity for her daughters pain only anger over her failure.
"My daughter, you let them get away."
"He was stronger than we thought; the father could easily kill any of us. He is too powerful." Regina coughed out and gripping her side, to no avail, blood leaked out everywhere. Regina's eyes were growing heavy, the pain was intense, in her hast she stabbed the dagger deeper than she intended and could feel her life force fading.
"Liar, this is what you were made for and you failed. Constantly, you failed me child. Now it is up to your brother. You are stronger than any in this Coven."
"He cut me mother; I was no match for the weapon that he uses."
"You mean the weapon you created. What do you take me for? I am no fool all your training and the child still managed to stop you. You could have had it all now you will now what it feels like to fall from the grace dear."
"Killian, take your sister to the hold. She will be executed at first light with the child's mother. Take a good look boy this is what we do when people fail."
"I will not fail you Mother." Killian roughly picked his sister up and magically transported them back to their sanctuary.
"Open the cell doors, my sister has disgraced Mother for the last time. Now she will be pay with her life." Killian violently threw Regina on the floor of the cell and pulled off her mask. "You no longer need this sister, since you are no longer one of us." He stood up, looked down at his Regina's broken form and kicked her in her side where he hand was holding her injury. Crying out in pain, she let go of her side. "With any luck you will bleed to death traitor. Save our poor Mother from having to take your head."
"Are you ok," a soft voice whispered and started to approach the unmasked witch. Bending down the woman applied pressure on the wound. She had a short pixie haircut and the little girls chin. Regina knew right away who the woman was trying to help her.
"I have been better."
"You are one of them?"
"Not anymore, I made my choice."
"What choice is that." The witch started to laugh at the other woman's words.
"I am failure, after all this time I couldn't do it."
"Do what?"
"Kill her, I couldn't do it," tears were falling from the witch's eyes. "I could have let them both die, but I just couldn't hurt her. There was a spark in her eyes. I couldn't put out her light. " The witch lay rambling about her failed deed to the one person who was thankful for it.
"Both?"
"Don't worry; they both should be safe, though your husband was badly injured."
"Thank you."
"Don't. I would have, I wanted to, I just couldn't. I couldn't kill a child. Or her father in front of her. I am a coward, the great and powerful witch brought down by a child. What they say about her is true. She will be the end of us all, our undoing."
"How did you end up with the wound?"
"Self-inflected mostly, your husband helped a little. I am not like the rest of them, my blood is poisonous, but you need a lot of it. A simple cut from your hand will not do. I made a choice to save her, he needed something to stop their attacks, the blade will do that until he can get her safely over the border."
"Why aren't you healing?"
"You ask to many questions." The witch fell back and covered her face with her arm.
"You're going to die," Pulling her necklace off she placed it on the witch. Within seconds, the witch could feel her body healing without the use of her magic. She was even able to sit up without help.
"It's Jadeite, it has strong healing properties. Your body is healing faster than anyone I have ever seen."
"I told you I was special, but healing me is useless. They are going to kills us in the morning."
"We can escape."
"I don't have my magic; it was stripped from me when my cowl was."
"All your magic is tied up in a mask? I always assumed…"
"It was to hide our identity, nope, the mask equals power. You want to stop a witch remove the mask. It's not as easy as it looked. I was injured, and my senses were focused on my wound."
"We don't need magic, do you know how to get out of here in the dark?"
"It's heavy guarded by Karkadann. If we did manage to break out of this cell, then we can always look forward to being dinner."
"There is nothing you can do to distract them."
"Not without my magic."
"Don't you have a familiar or something?"
"No, mother wouldn't let me. Familiars can make you weak."
"So there is nothing we can do."
"Wait, for them to come for our heads."
"I grew up without a mother I don't want the same fate for her."
"I am sorry at least you will go to your death knowing that your child lives." A vision flashed over the witches eyes after thinking about the little girl. Regina knew what to do. "Can you climb?"
"I will do whatever it takes to find my family." The witch pulled off her shirt and wrapped it around the bars of the window.
"Find something to cut your hand."
"Why."
"Just trust me." The pixie haired brunette picked up a rock and cut the palm of her hand. "Good now drip it over my blood and then stand back." One tiny drop of blood mixed with the witch's and created a small explosion over the window.
"Did we just do…?"
"It's not blood magic."
"Then what?"
"We don't have time, come on." The witch pulled the woman through the window. The sanctuary was built into the side of a tall bluff. "Don't look down." The two climb for what seem like hours until they reach the landing. Neither woman was good at climbing but somehow together they managed. They ran until they reached a forest.
"This is where we part ways. Go, they will be after you. I will hold them off as long as I can." Regina pulled the necklace off and pushed it into the woman's hands. Regina reached for her wound surprised it had healed so fast. "Go."
"You'll die here."
"No I won't, go be with your family."
"So what happens now? Who is going to do it, if you're not?"
"I don't know, but it looks like the Coven will have to find a new Harbinger."
"If that wasn't blood magic, then what was it."
"My blood and body fluids are poison. They are partially nasty combined with someone who has white blood flowing through their veins.
Regina ran her finger over the necklace Emma still wore. "At least I know she gave this to you."
"Hay," Emma smiled up at the Regina and rubbed her eyes.
"Are you feeling better?"
"Yeah, just really tired."
"Then sleep."