Hey guys! Sorry, it has been a whole week since I last posted! School just got really busy, but hopefully it will calm down this week! Title from: 101 Dalmatians, Cruella Deville!
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Cruella the Devil
I backed up until I hit the wall. "What do you want!" I snapped out at her, I sounded and felt like a caged animal. "Regina!" I shouted at her when she didn't answer me.
She looked down her nose, seeming a bit put out at my state on the floor. Holding herself all high and mighty she moved to behind her desk, sitting down. She crossed her hands and looked at me again. "Sit down Miss Gold," As cool as you please.
"No!" I shouted at her, standing up, ready to draw my knife and throw it at her. But it was gone... No, I'd had it with me at Archie's...
"Are you looking for this?" She picked up my knife, it had been siting on her desk, she wrinkled her nose like it was a filthy rag and set it back down. "I would just like to talk, now Robin will you please sit down!"
I slunk up to the chair, still on edge. I knew if I tried to run for the doors she would lock them. For now, I was trapped. "My father will come save me!" I spat and her, she smirked back. I sat down, and we faced each other across the desk.
"Not likely, I hit Archie with a pretty strong spell, he will be out for the next ten minutes which is plenty of time for us to have a conversation." She smiled at me, and I felt the blood drain from my face. My dad was not on his way to save me. My heart started pounding and I shoved my hands under my knees so Regina would not see.
"I've known you your whole life Robin, you might even say I'm like your godmother." At the look on my face she continued, growing visibly more annoyed. "I was the first person to ever hold you, and despite what most people think I really do want whats best for you, and I think that earns me ten minutes of your time!"
"I don't want to be here," I said, cursing the waver in my voice. "I don't!" I cried out, my voice stronger. If she wanted to play games I could be just as stubborn as she could.
"If you're so scarred Miss Gold," She asked, leaning forward and raising an eyebrow. "Why don't you use magic to get yourself out."
That wicked woman, I hated her in that instant. Still with her stupid eyebrow raised, she still expected me to answer. "Because. I. Can't. Control. It." I said, each word falling like a brick. I was so mad, and under all of that fear churned away.
As upset as I was, I'd take another episode like in the forest before I used magic again. I didn't want to hurt anyone, not even Regina.
"That's what I understand," She leaned back in her chair and let out a huge sigh. "You realize you have waisted an extremely precious gift."
"I have hurt people! You call what I've been doing a gift?" My voice sounded screechy, erratic, and emotional compared to her cool even tone.
"No, I call it a lack of self-control." She might as well slapped me. It stopped my retort in my throat, my face burning. "Now, I am skeptical of this "PTSA" you're supposed to have, but either way I'm surprised that your father hasn't taught you better."
"I don't want to learn magic Regina!" I screamed at her, feeling everything slipping. "I never ever wanted it in the first place! It's just this parasite that runs through my veins and keeps my heart moving!" I slammed my hand on the desk, feeling the slightest bit of pride when it caused her to jump.
"Its not even my magic, its yours, and Emma's, and Pan's, and my dad's! I can feel it infecting my heart and changing me and I don't want it!" I finished my tirade and sat back down, breathing as if i'd run a long distance.
I had said it out loud, all of it. Because my dad had offered to teach me how to control my magic, bit I had pushed him away. I did not want anything to do with it. I had seen the damage I could do...
Something seemed to click in Regina's mind. "Oh," She said. "You're worried that it's going to change you. Like it changed your father." She shook her head. "All magic comes with a price."
"I don't want to see what I have to pay," I let out a breath, the fight burning within me died. I was suddenly so tired.
"I understand that Miss Gold," She stood and crossed over to my side of the desk. She crossed her arms and looked down at me. "You think that magic is going to give you a corrupt, dark heart and you will only be able to hurt the ones you love correct?" She raised an eyebrow.
"Yes," I breathed, glad she was understanding me.
"Well, lets disprove that theory then." With a quick movement she reached her hand out and stuck it into my chest.
It took a full second of silence before I could comprehend what she had done. With a twist and pull, my heart was sitting in her hand, she looked down studying it.
A scream, it echoed around us. The unearthly sound that came from me, I fell out of my chair, moving back until I found my footing and running. I was at the door, trying to wrench it open. Fighting tooth and nail to escape.
My heart was gone, the emptiness in my chest deafened me. Blood was racing but there was no thud to let me know I was alive. My fingernails scratched at the door, trying to pry it open.
"Stop," The voice ran clear and went all the way through me. But like I had been dipped in ice, I was frozen. "Now turn around," I did, fighting against it every bit of the way.
Regina was still standing at the desk, holding my heart in her hand. "Now come here Miss Gold." I took one step, fighting it with all my might.
It hurt, every cell in my body was fighting against this force bigger and stronger than myself. Also, because my heart wasn't there to race, blood pounded against my brain, making me want to be sick.
Another step, Regina had ripped out my heart. I was trapped in this room. Another step. Trapped, scarred, alone. Another step. She could kill me without even having to try.
Another step and I was standing right in front of her. "Now calm down." She said.
Emptiness. My entire body was empty. I felt my pulse slow, and it was like everything was dipped in molasses. But I was still upset, still going crazy, trapped in my own brain.
It was such a strange contradiction, my thoughts were clear, my pulse steady. The hysteria rising in my mind was real though. My brain was on melt down mode, she had not gotten rid of my fear, just internalized it.
I was going to implode. I could cry or scream or break, and it was going to tear me to pieces. "Listen," Regina said, her voice growing louder instantaneously. It hurt, I felt like I could be sick or pass out at any moment, trying to break free of this hold.
She held out her hand. "Look," My eyes snapped down and landed fixed on the beating heart in her hand.
Oh god. It was my heart. My heart, beating in her hand. If I was able to I would be shaking. I could not force my eyes away, forced to stare with watering eyes. I was going to combust, everything hurt so bad.
I had a scarred heart. The point where the arrow had sunk in stood out a bright white, with thin web like tendrils spreading out covering the rest of it. It was so ugly, so broken and wrong that despite the strain I was under, I was able to cry.
"Look at me Robin," My head snapped up, the movement hurting my neck. "There is nothing wrong with your heart. Yes, there was some minimal scarring, but what did you expect? Did you really think you were going to leave Neverland unchanged? You still have a pure red heart, and that's nothing to be ashamed of."
She looked so sad in that moment, I was seeing a side to Regina that I don't think anyone else got to see. I was able to look back at my heart, she was right.
Bright red, my heart was bright red. It was not black or discolored or anything else I had been afraid of. Was it true, was I really just scarred?
"Nothing to be afraid of," Regina said, examining it. I wanted to shudder but couldn't. Tears still were running down my face, she looked at me and saw me crying. "You're still a good person through and through..."
I watched she face shift thought all kinds of emotion, each making me more nervous. She settled with disgusted anger, shoving my heart back in my chest.
I gasped like I had been held for a long time underwater. I sank to the floor, gulping down air, for the first time glad to have my heart thudding away painfully in my chest.
I grabbed for her trash can and proceeded to throw up into it. Holding the edges of the can, shaking and trying to not be sick again as my body tried to readjust itself.
Now that I could breath again, my mind was buzzing and it was hard to focus on anything. My stomach churned and I tried not to be sick again. I was dizzy and nauseous, and so glad to feel my heartbeat.
"Really Miss Gold?" I looked up to see Regina looking absolutely disgusted down at me. "I'd expect you to have a little more decorum." She wrinkled her node and took a step back.
"You..." I tried to growl at her, but it still came out as a gasp. "How... Dare..." There was a loud slam behind us, both of us turned towards the door and Regina smiled.
"That took longer than expected," She said, with an evil grin lighting up her face. "Miss Gold, I do believe your rescue party is here."
Dad. I though with a swell of hope. The doors blew open, one of them flying off the hinges. Through the cloud of magic my dad stormed through looking murderous. "Robin," He said, his eyes landing on me. The angry look broke and he looked nervous.
A flash of magic and I was next to him. The movement made me feel sick again and I closed my eyes. The floor felt cold under me, and I heard the click of heels.
"Well, took you long enough Rumple, seems like you're losing your touch." She was goading him. I felt hands on my shoulders, I opened my eyes.
"Flynn," I whimpered, immediately moving to him as he gathered me in his arms. He buried his face in my neck and I felt his hand splayed across my back, holding me close, there was a tremor too. He was shaking. "Are you alright Robin?" He whispered in my ear.
I nodded, knowing he was upset, he used my real name. I ran my hand through his hair. "Help me up," I asked him. He stood, pulling me with him, keeping an arm around my waist I was able to face Regina.
"Do you really think, after everything you've put my family through." My dad said, slowly enunciating each word. This was not good. "I would let you get away with this." He raised his hand.
"Dad," I reached forward and grabbed his arm. He looked back at me, eyes running up and down to make sure I was alright. "Please, you're only going to make this worse." He glared back at Regina.
"After everything she's done." He growled, but I tugged on his arm, bringing his attention back to me.
"She didn't do anything to me, I'm fine!" I reassured him, giving Regina a look of my own. "In her own twisted way she was trying to help me, let's just go home Dad please!"
He sighed, giving Regina one last nasty look. "Fine," He said, turning and storming out. Flynn and I followed, the doors magically slamming behind us. We got all the way to the street before he turned back around. "Robin," He said, looking at me, and I saw that he looked really old in that moment.
"I'm ok Dad," I said, stepping towards his and hugging him, feeling his wrap his arm around me and hold me close. I felt safe in my dad's arms. ""I promise," I said into his jacket, still not wanting to let go. "I'm ok."
Well?! Did it live up to your expectations?! I have looked forward to writing this for a while! I really do like Regina and I wanted to show that Robin is still good while playing up to one of the creepiest aspects of Regina's character! So I hope y'all liked it!
The next chapter will be a lot lighter, we will finally get to see big Robin Hood and Roland again! It will also be a girls chapter, with Emma, Belle, Snow and Robin discussing the ball!
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