Won't Someone Save Me From Me?
As Regina and Emma pulled apart from their loving embrace, a voice slithered around them, disgusting just like the scent of the owner to which it belonged to.
"How touching. The savior and the Queen managed to make things work between them. My, when the curse dropped I expected the two of you to get together but honestly hadn't expected it to get this far. I didn't know you had it in you to claim another mate Regina, especially after Daniella."
It was Rumple, smiling creepily and looking quite smug about something. Regina's instincts told her to protect Emma at all costs, while Emma's savior reflexes told her to protect Regina whatever it took. There was a brief moment where Regina stepped in front of Emma but Emma stepped in front of her and the both of them looked on at each other in mild confusion before wordlessly both concluding a fact and instead standing side by side in a show of solidarity.
"What I do is my business, Rumple, and none of yours," Regina barked out. "You should instead be focusing on telling us just what exactly you're planning to do, because from the looks of it, it's going to tear the town apart. And if we go, so do you. Are you really going to risk your own life to kill us?"
He let out a cruel laugh at her incorrect deductions. "I intend to do no such thing. Can't you tell, Regina? I'm taking apart your curse. The very spell that is holding us here."
"That would explain why the omega curse is back in place and why magical creatures have made it into our town," Emma said, in a burst of clarity. "But if the curse keeps unraveling, then won't that mean-"
"Yes, we're all going to end up in the Enchanted Forest," Rumple supplied.
"But why go back?" Regina asked. "You manipulated me to bring you to this world, and now you want to take us back?"
"I only manipulated you so you could bring us all here for one purpose and one purpose only."
"To make our lives hell?" Emma interjected angrily. Magic was crackling along her finger tips and threatening to knock him out. But she knew they needed him conscious so they could draw a way out of him on how to stop this curse.
He gave her a sharp look at the interruption. Regina was quicker to grasp what was happening.
"You are fool to believe it'll work," she sneered out. "Now, tell us how to stop it before we really make you regret your actions." A flame danced to life in her hand. He only looked amused by it, by the danger in their eyes.
"My dears, there is nothing you can do to stop it now. The curse is hanging on by the last thread and I merely need to wait and watch until it snaps. If you'd truly wanted to stop me, you should have done that instead of fucking like rabbits," he threw his head back and laughed and both Emma and Regina flushed at his wording.
"Disgusting old perv!" Emma gritted out and flung some magic at him. He teleported away before it reached him and it left Emma cursing and nearly spitting with anger. "Shit, what the fuck are we going to do, Regina? We need to repair the original curse!" They had to go after him- they had to stop him from cutting that last piece-
A hand on her shoulder stopped her. Regina's pheromones telling Emma to slow down filled the air.
Regina shook her head. "I-we- we can't, Emma. There's not enough time. Manufacturing a spell to cover the whole expanse of it and in this short of a time frame isn't feasible."
Emma did not like the defeated look in her friend's eyes, and she most certainly did not like the defeated words coming out her mouth. "So what? We do nothing?" Emma barked out. "This isn't like us. We don't give up."
"We're not giving up," Regina shook her head as a rumbling in the ground began to build up. This was it, the last thread breaking. Emma could almost envision it. Like a rope that had frayed and been pulled so much that it was barely holding on by the last shred of it's material. But whoever was pulling it, exerted too much pressure and with a snap, it was gone.
The sky above them was cracking now, pieces like glass falling down over them. Regina raised her hands to form a shield over them.
While the sky cracked, and the ground rumbled, the trees around them began to swirl like they were being reflected in a fun house mirror.
"Then what are we going to do?" Emma cried out over the loud noise of a whole town groaning around her. Wind whipped around their bubble but they were safe there for now.
"We're going to have to save the town on the other side. I'm sure we can figure something out while in the Enchanted Forest. We mustn't given up hope!" Regina yelled out.
"Shit," Emma cursed once more, having no desire to be stuck in a bad medieval renaissance reenactment. And what of her parents? Of her friends? Would they be okay?
"Hold on," Regina warned, her magic shields finally being ripped away as the world around them span, forcing them to fall onto their knees on grass that had turned blue. "It's going to be a bumpy ride!" The wind ripped the words from her mouth, and then it ripped the world around them apart. Emma clutched onto the grass with her life and closed her eyes as she was span so fast her insides slammed into her rib cage and she felt she was going to be sick.
And then, nothing.
Nothing but blissful quiet and dark.
A/N: Uber short chapter but I'm gearing up for the second part of this story which will feature adventure, questing for magical nonsensical items, and ruts.
Little tidbit- the title derives from Emma needing to be saved from her omega's side's heat, and from Regina needing to be saved from her rutting alpha part.