These are the "Blood" Evil!Emma ficlets I've been posting on tumblr recently. Just thought I'd add them here. They'll probably all be short and maybe back flash at times. Updats will probably be realy random as well. I just love Evil!Emma and thought it'd be fun to be able to add to it from time to time.

The blood didn't deter her. It hadn't in a long time, if ever.

Emma merely stepped over the bodies, sometimes on them. She was uninterested in the dead, her only goal was to search out any remaining survivors.

And to make them join their bloody friends.

Anyone still alive though, would be hiding. Maybe running back to the White Kingdom, thinking foolishly that meant safety.

But Emma knew better.

They had underestimated everything. So severely underestimated the Dark Knight. They had known of her abilities, but the Knight's magical training with her queen had remained unknown. Until now.

They had come here and that was a mistake. Because not only had they lost so severely- most of their men disemboweled or beheaded, some scorched to their bones, all around the battlefield- but they had started a war they could not win.

Now they would take the fight to the White Kingdom.

She would let a few of these men get free. She wanted the noble royals to know what was coming. Who was coming. And the devastation that she would bring.

The knight paused at a man still sucking in short breaths in a feeble attempt at surviving a few more moments.

Emma smiled.

She recognized him. One of them men that had dragged her back to the palace time and time again when she had started attempting escapes as a child. Long before her success and subsequent move to her new home in the Dark Kingdom.

He had held her back. Held her down. Physically, forced her back to the very people she had been so desperate to escape. He was the enemy. And the enemy had to be put down.

She held her sword out in front of her. Her fingers trialing down the blade and gathering the blood of the guard's friends. Her smile widened as she stood over him and watched the fear appear in once bright eyes.

She placed the blade to his throat. She pressed the tip to his flesh and twisted her hand, letting the sharp end dig into sensitive skin.

Fear flooded every other sense and the man jerked away in panic, using the last of his energy to make a futile attempt at escape.

Laughter filled the air and Emma looked up, her smiling transforming from the vicious glee of killing, to the warm loving smile of seeing her queen.

The dark woman, clad in black leather and a victorious grin, dismounted her steed and approached the knight.

Placing a hand on her knight's back, the queen leaned in and pressed a kiss to the blonde's flushed cheek.

Light flashed in green eyes and the knight looked back down at the blood covered guard.

Slowly, she started digging the blade into the quivering throat. They watched as eyes widened and silent screams released from shaking lips. Their smiles turned vicious again as blood poured heavily until all color left the fallen man's face.

When eyes finally closed and gasping ceased, the knight retracted the blade from his neck and held it up in the air.

A hand was under her chin, turning her head back to the queen. A warm smile, full of pride shown in the dark woman's features. She pulled the knight closer and leaned in until their lips met.

"I love you, my darling." The queen muttered before pressing her lips to Emma's again. The knight wrapped her arms around her queen, holding her tightly.

"And I love you, Regina."

There, standing on the blood soaked battlefield, surrounded by the lifeless corpses of the enemy soldiers, the Dark Knight trailed her lips down the queen's neck. She breathed in the woman's scent and tasted her flesh.

Regina looked up to the sky, giving Emma the room she needed. Her face shown her victory. As she threaded fingers in blonde hair, her eyes closed and her lips parted.

They won today, but they weren't done.

"Now now, my sweet," Regina pulled back enough to see her knight's face. "You have preformed to perfection, but now our real work begins. We will end this, once and for all." She finished and Emma smirked.

"I will lead us to victory, and I will bring their heads to you on a platter." She kissed each of the Queen's cheeks, lingering a few extra seconds to inhale her sent again.

"All for me? You are truly, the most magnificent knight in all the lands, my darling." She ran her fingers through Emma's hair once more, tugging her closer. Emma smiled and nodded her head.

"For you, my Queen, I will paint the kingdom with their blood."