A/N: Sorry just a short one, I decided to do a tournament for my original fiction that has 1-on-1's between 60 competitors (I decided I needed new characters) but I am now kinda annoyed with in depth fighting scenes, so please excuse the lack of detail in here. Thanks to all of you X
Emma drew an arrow and watched with observant eyes as all the other competitors rushed each other in the middle. The clang of metal rung round the arena along with cries of pain and shouts of submission.
Fredrick was ambitiously and arrogantly taking on four opponents at once, however a fifth competitor was creeping up behind him. Emma loosed a blunt arrow and sent it into his sword arm at a bruising force. He let out an anguished cry, alerting Fredrick to his presence.
After bringing one of his swords to the back stabbers throat he nodded at her and beckoned her over. Emma drew her sword and ran, knowing she now had an ally. They stood back-to-back as knights charged them.
Many refused to back down immediately and this resulted in a lot of blood being spilled from the myriad of superficial cuts the knights sustained. Emma herself had a few minor cuts and lots of bruises.
"Submit!" Fredrick growled behind her. She turned just in time to see the blade fall, cutting deeply into the sinuous shoulder muscle of his opponents' blade arm. "Submit!" Fredrick yelled again as he hovered his blade at the mans' throat, but he was unable to do anything but scream in agony. Fredrick lifted his blade, preparing to plunge it down at the helpless man.
Emma launched herself at Fredrick, making herself as heavy as possible.
He stumbled; his blade narrowly missed the knights exposed neck, instead embedding itself into the dirt by his helmeted head.
The injured knight vanished in a cloud of purple smoke, transported to the waiting medics.
Emma glanced around and noticed Fredrick and her were the only ones left. He growled anamistically as she lowered herself into a wide stance, trying to maintain eye contact with this beast of a knight. He let out an almighty roar and charged Emma, who leapt to the side, knowing she could not compete with his strength. As she jumped out of harms way she sent her blade circling round to smack the flat of it against his back, making Fredrick stumble.
"Fight me you coward!" Fredrick spat. "Submit to your future king."
"Never." Emma hissed back, repulsed at the idea of having to give up her queen. She fired a blunt arrow at his face. It collided with enough force to send blood gushing out of his nose.
Fredrick paid no heed to this as he slowly advanced. Regina could barely watch this brute of a man bear down on Emma but as Queen she had to.
She watched as Emma backed into a corner whilst fitting a new arrow. She watched as Emma loosed this final arrow of hers. She watched as it soared through the air. She watched it trike the White Kingdoms champion in the forehead. She watched him fall.
Henry cheered and quickly the crowd joined in as Henry jumped from the stands and ran to Emma, who swung him up into an embrace.
"Hey kid." He wheezed, a grin spreading wide on her face under her helmet.
Suddenly her head was yanked back forcefully as her helmet was pulled off, releasing her golden curls.
"EMMA!" Snow White's voice sounded clearly over the now silent crowd.