Okay guys, so here we go, there are several triggers in this chapter: Character death, violence and blood.

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Regina's eyes went wide as she saw what was going on upon the deck, what the hell was happening? She had joked with Robin about a mutiny and here there was an actual mutiny going on right in front of her, people swinging swords at one another and guns firing, people dropping to the hard-wooden floor, never to resurface. Where was he? Her Robin? She realised she was just standing there, staring, when what she really needed to do was find him. Taking a deep breath, she darted down the stairs onto the deck, "Robin!" Her eyes scanned over the features of each man, trying to find the ones that belonged to hers, find those unmistakable blue eyes.

She couldn't see him anywhere and she was beginning to panic, what if he had been killed, what if he was lying on the floor bleeding to death? She shook her head and dodged a bullet, slipping past people with guns. Then she felt herself being grabbed from behind and pulled into a room. "No!" She screamed, hitting the person.

"Regina!"

She turned and saw that it was David, "let me go! I need to find him!"

"You're gonna get yourself killed to save that good for nothing?" David scoffed.

"He isn't good for nothing," she shook her head, tears running down her cheeks, "I love him!"

"Well, he clearly doesn't love you, he's gone, abandoned ship."

"No," she breathed, "he wouldn't do that to me! He would never leave me!"

"Well he did, he and the captain just abandoned us."

"No! I don't believe you, I don't!" There was no way that Robin would just leave her, he would never do that, he wouldn't, they were soulmates, they had a future together, he had promised, promised her that he would come for her, always look after her. She sat down and shook her head, "Robin will save me, I know it."

"Nobody is going to save us, no one." David scoffed.

"He will," she glared at David squaring up to him, "I know him!" She stood back up and hurried out of the door.

"Regina!" David rushed after her and they both stopped in their tracks, wide eyed; the deck was washed with blood and scattered bodies, the firing had stopped, one side had won and she really hoped it was the right one, but she wasn't feeling optimistic.

"Oh my god," she breathed, her hand coming up to cover her mouth.

"Shit," David shook his head.

"Well, well, well, what do we have here? Too cowardly to fight with your fellow comrades?" The man asked, coming around from the rigging, truly enough it was the man she had challenged. "Ha, it's the prince's favourite."

Regina cast him a dark look and gritted her teeth, "if you're going to kill us…"

"Us?" The man laughed, "oh no, I'm not going to kill you, him on the other hand," the man shot David dead and Regina let out a little squeak as she closed her eyes, this was not happening. "You are going to be my pretty little hostage." He grabbed her arm and pulled her with him, "something tells me that the prince likes you and will pay for your return, even if you are some, private." He sneered. "I wonder what his fiancée would think to her betrothed spending nights in his quarters with a private."

Regina could feel her heart hammering in her chest as if it wanted to escape its confines; she knew the man was right, Robin really would pay any price for her return, that was if he was still alive and not one of the bodies splayed across the deck. Unless, like David said he had just left her to die, saved himself, but she didn't believe that, not really, she couldn't believe that he would do something like that to her. She hoped the man didn't know her true identity, that he didn't know she was a woman, because something told her that it would be much worse for her if he did, she daren't think of what he might try and do to her.

The man shoved her down, forcing her to sit in a puddle of blood, before tying her to a post, she looked down and swallowed heavily, how the hell had this happened? She could feel the blood soaking through her clothes and was trying really hard to keep her tears at bay, she couldn't let him see her cry, couldn't let him see her weakness. "Look at you now laddie." She looked up to see the man she had poured a bucket of water on standing in front of her. "I warned you that you weren't cut out for this."

She let out a humourless laugh, "yet here I am, the only one who isn't dead."

"Not yet you're not," the old man snapped, pulling his gun from his jacket and pointing it at her, "but you soon could be."

"You're not going to kill me," she cast him a wicked smile, she knew this was a way for her to get through, "I'm too valuable to you."

"Hmm, maybe killing you would be more satisfying for me."

"Go ahead," she shrugged, "I dare you." She didn't know where the bravery was coming from, all she knew was that she was running on adrenalin and nervous tension, not to mention the fact that she was scared to death at that moment. "Shoot. Me." The man held the gun against her head and she looked him dead in the eye, "see if you can live with yourself."

The man pulled the trigger and the gun made a snapping noise, which had Regina flinching slightly, until she realised that he hadn't turned the safety lock off, "next time you test me lad, I blow your brains out."

The man scurried off to where the rest of his men were and Regina took a shuddery breath, what was she doing? Why was she challenging her captors? She needed to concentrate on staying alive, "why do you think that the prince would pay for my return?" She called out, drawing the attention of a man she had never seen before.

"He thought you were on the other lifeboat, the Captin' told im' you were."

Regina closed her eyes, Robin hadn't abandoned her, of course he hadn't why would he have? He wouldn't, he would save her, she had no doubt that he would come for her. "I see," she nodded.

The man, who wasn't really a man, but a boy looked closer at her, "are you scared?"

"Petrified," she nodded, taking a deep breath. He cast her a look and she saw pity in his eyes, "you didn't want to do this, did you?"

"My father," he shrugged, "he's leading the rebellion.

She had a feeling she could trust the boy and beckoned him closer, "I'm a girl," she whispered.

He pulled back and stared at her, "oh my god. That's why the prince was…"

"I'm his betrothed, please, tell no one."

"I won't, I promise; mam, you can't let them find out."

"I know and I entrust you will help me keep this secret, please, help me."

"I will," he nodded, smiling at her, "me names Tommy."

"Regina," she offered, casting him a weak smile.

"I'll try me hardest to make sure they don't harm you."

"Thank you Tommy."

The boy tilted his head and looked at her, "why were you on the boat and pretending to be a man?"

"Adventure." She smirked, winking at him.

"Tommy!" The older man shouted walking over to them, "stop talking to the prisoners!"

"Sorry father," he shrugged as his father shoved him to the side.

"You, don't talk unless you are required to talk," he kicked her in the ribs, causing her to double over in pain, best she could whilst still tied up.

Wow, that hurt, she wasn't going to be doing any more talking out of turn anytime soon, she closed her eyes and tried to ignore the searing pain radiating up her left side, she was sure that he had probably cracked her bones. Trying to regain her breath, she stayed completely still, not daring to move in case she did further damage.

When she found her breath, she moved to sit up and winced, "ow," she cried under her breath as she whimpered; she was pretty sure that this was the worst pain she had ever experienced in her life, a sharp stabbing sensation that was like a knife being twisted in her side. She opened her eyes and looked around her at the carnage, she saw David's lifeless body and bit down on her bottom lip so hard that she drew blood. This was like a horrible nightmare, she would wake up and be in Robin's arms, however the sharp pain reminded her that it most definitely was not.

She had been sat there for what felt like hours and the blood had begun to thicken, drying on her clothes and sticking to her skin like glue. She could smell death, and it made her feel sick; why hadn't Robin come for her yet? She tried to move position, only to be reminded of her injury by the same sharp pain. It was freezing and she swore it was getting colder the further the ship sailed, but after all Arendelle was known for it's ice and snow, it was rumoured that the Queen had magical abilities to conjure snow and bring about cold weather.

Regina felt her teeth begin to chatter against one another and closed her eyes, all the mutineers had gone below deck, leaving her to freeze alone. "Mam," she looked up to see Tommy holding a blanket.

"Let me go, please." She cried.

"I'm sorry," he shook his head, "there's nowhere you could go, even if I did."

"Then untie me, my hands, they are so cold," she shivered. The boy nodded and began working on the knots about her wrists, as soon as they were free she grabbed the blanket and pulled it up around her, she immediately recognised the scent and began to cry, sobbing into the material and she buried her head against it, taking in the smell of pine trees and fresh cut wood. "Robin," she shook, but this hurt her more and she let out a pained yelp, forcing her to remain still.

"Are you in pain?"

"Yes," she nodded.

"Regina?" She heard a voice, it was barely above a whisper, but it was there and her eyes went wide, could she have been imagining it? Surely not, she wasn't going completely crazy.

"Are you alright?" The boy carried on.

"Yes, thank you for the blanket."

"You're welcome," he smiled weakly before hurrying off again.

"Robin?" She called, her voice small.

"Gina," he hurried over to her and shook his head, "oh my god." He pulled her into his arms, causing her to let out a little noise. "Regina?" She clutched her side and doubled over in pain, resting her head against him, "have they hurt you?" He growled, holding onto her.

"Hmm," she cried, "you came for me."

"Of course I did," he nodded, kissing her forehead, "come on, we need to somehow get off the ship."

"How are we planning on doing that?" she scoffed, shaking her head as she sat back down, "if you haven't noticed we are in the middle of the ocean without a ship."

He shrugged, "I dunno."

"Bring me the prisoner!"

Regina's eyes went wide and she shoved Robin, "go, hide somewhere, they can't know you're here."

"Regina!"

"I'll be fine," she breathed, kissing him soundly, "I love you."

"I love you too," he sighed, before hurrying off and finding another hiding spot.

Someone came above board and grabbed Regina, pulling her below deck and shoving her into the room she had shared with Robin; her side was throbbing and she was in agony so held onto the desk, keeping herself righted. She stared at the leader of the group who was holding up a corset and a pair of bloomers, "so, we was wondering about why his highness might have kept a pair of women's underwear in here…"

"How should I know?" she spat, glaring at him, only for the other man to press down on her ribs, "argh!"

"You can leave us now Henderson," the man huffed and the man who was holding her left the room so that it was only the two of them, something she wasn't comfortable with one bit.

"Well, we knew you were coming in here at the end of the day and we just jumped to the conclusion that the prince had some sort of thing for men, but now I think I realise what it really is," he laughed, moving towards her and flipping her hat off her head, causing her raven hair to tumble down to her waist. "You're a woman, a very pretty one at that," he stroked a finger over her cheek and she slapped him off.

"Don't touch me!" she spat.

"Why saving that for the prince?"

Her eyes flamed and she swallowed heavily, "he is my betrothed," she nodded.

"Ah, so he will be paying a pretty penny for you to be returned to him, seeing that you're not spoilt first I presume."

She looked down to the ground, what was he saying? She took a deep breath and looked back up, laughing she shook he head, "you're just annoyed that you were beat by a woman. Why that is shameful isn't it," she pouted tauntingly, "the big man couldn't beat the small, fragile woman."

"Shut up."

She could tell she was hitting a nerve and let out a little laugh, she wasn't meek and she wouldn't show fear, "you're embarrassed, aren't you?"

"I said shut up," He reached up and grabbed her by the throat.

She stared him in the eye, trying anything to unnerve him, "what are you going to do? Kill me? No, of course you're not," she breathed as he squeezed harder, "because then, you lose."

He gave her one last squeeze before he let go of her neck and grabbed her arm, "oh you're right, I lose if I kill you, but," he pushed her down onto the bed.

"No," she shook her head, "no!"

"Oh there we go, now you're scared."

"You can't!" She shook her head, "he will hunt you down! He will kill you!" She spat, "how do you know that he's not on the ship right at this moment, how do you know that he hasn't killed your son, Tommy was it?" She was desperate, willing to use any threat she could.

"Then I will enjoy taking what's his, before I end him," he sniggered his hand, moving to her upper thigh.

"No! Don't!" She cried, pulling away violently and trying to ignore the shooting pain that ran through her. Then he moved over her and she shook her head, this was not happening, not when she knew that Robin, the man she loved was on the ship, he was somewhere.

Suddenly there was a crash, a shattering of glass, "get off her!" She took a breath of relief as she heard Robin's voice.

The man laughed, it was a dark and ungodly laugh as he moved from on top of her, taking his gun from his holster. "Your majesty, I see you decided to grace us with your presence."

"Leave her alone," Robin ground out, moving towards him.

"Oh, I'd stop right there if I were you, who's going to protect your blushing bride to be, if your dead? Huh?"

"Guess, I'll have to take that chance."

Robin made a move and there was a gun shot, followed by someone falling to the ground.