HA! As sworn the next chapter is here! Now it's not as long as it usually is but i figured you'd rather have something now rather than wait another one or two months for it to be as long as i usually make them.

Warning: Torture near the end. Tread carefully!

Disclaimer: I don't own OUAT

A black hood was put over her head and she felt her body being transported… somewhere. Why do I feel so god damn weak and tired? She asked herself as she leaned against the surface of wherever she was.

"We did it James. We got her." She heard from a familiar voice before passing out.

Regina was annoyed and incredibly pissed off. All I want is a few hours without any nonsense but of course Snow White ruins it. She appears in front of the gate, causing the messenger guards to jump and shout out. She scoffed. Cowards.

"What do you want?" She growled at them, pleased at their ill-hidden fear.

"We don't want anything from you." One sneered at her.

"We are but a distraction sent by our king and queen. Now you will be the one who suffers." Said the other, with his head held high and a smug look on his face. Regina looked at them curiously.

"What are you two going on about? Why are you wasting my time?" She questioned, her anger only building with each moment that passed.

"Why don't you go ask your Savior?" The first man jeered. She scowled but flicked her wrist, sending the two men to her dungeons and taking herself to the field that Emma was waiting in. The smoke clear but her wife was nowhere to be seen, her discarded water skin the only thing letting Regina know she was, in fact, here. She rolled her eyes before closing them, focusing on Emma's magic in an attempt to teleport herself to wherever she was. She frowned, Emma's magic was barely tangible, almost non-existent, making it impossible for her to find the blonde.

"What the hell?" She whispered to herself. She hadn't felt anything out of the ordinary recently but she also hadn't been that focused on their magic so she had no idea how long Emma's magic has been…out of commission. She poofed herself to the main training field where all the other knights were training, upon noticing their queen, all of the knights on the field got down on one knee and lowered their heads in respect.

"Where is my wife?" She asked in a hardened tone, becoming very annoyed at Emma's sudden disappearance. She watched as those on the field looked at her confused.

"Your Majesty, the White Knight has not been on this field today. We have not seen her." One of the men kneeling near her informed her. Regina was really starting to worry. She knew Emma was capable of taking care of herself but she could barely feel her at the moment and, honestly, it scared Regina a bit. She nodded her thanks to the man before turning and walking slowly back to the castle.

"Return to your training." She ordered absentmindedly, her mind thinking of where it was the woman could have possibly gone.

…

Snow's heart was beating so very quickly. She sat watching the Evil Queen's White Knight slumped over in the cage, unconscious. James was sitting next to her, his hand grasped firmly on the hilt of his sword, like he was expecting her to wake up at any moment and attack them. Red stood next to them, looking tense and anxious. She looked around at the other men posted around the room, their eyes focused on the cage, their hands on their swords. She took a deep breath and nodded at one of the guards posted near the cage. He nodded to his queen and turned, dumping a bucket of water on the trapped woman. The room was silent and everyone was on edge as they watched the woman immediately react to the water, shooting up into more of a sitting position and turning her head frantically despite the bag over her head. They could hear her labored breathing and watched as her movements became less frantic and more careful.

To say Emma was pissed would have been the understatement of the century. She was livid. Not only had Neal gotten the drop on her, somehow, but she was now trapped in some sort of jail and covered in water. She tried moving her hands from their awkward position behind her back to pull the sack off of her head but found she could barely move them at all. They chained me to a fucking cell. She took a deep breath just like Regina had taught her and focused on her surroundings. She closed her eyes, focusing on any sound that was in the room. She rolled her eyes, easily hearing the breathing of the four men standing around her cell. Whoever they are, they're clearly poorly trained. She thought to herself. She tilted her head more, trying to hear past the men directly next to her. She frowned. The room was entirely too still. She tried using her magic to reach out and give her a hint at how many other people were in the room with her but all she got was a painful jolt in her chest and a wave of fatigue. What the hell did they do to me? A groan left Emma's lips without her permission, which seemingly sprung the room into action because she could hear clothes shuffling and the sound of sword on sheathe.

Snow slowly made her way down the steps to the cage, her husband and best friend close behind. She took a deep breath before beginning to speak in the steadiest voice she could muster.

"You have been captured and are now prisoner in the White Kingdom. We know who you are and the horrors you perform for the Evil Queen." Emma's jaw clenched when her suspicions about where she was were confirmed. Of fucking course. She thought bitterly. She stayed quiet, though, her body tensing in anger when she heard Regina being referred to as the "Evil Queen".

"You are now at our mercy and will pay for the crimes you've committed to not only this kingdom but all the other innocents you have tormented over the past several years." Snow spoke strongly, her confidence growing as she saw the guards around the room nod in agreement.
"What say you, Savior?" Snow waited for a response. Expecting an outburst of anger or expletives, or something but there was no reaction at all. The woman simply sat in the cage with her head leaning against the bars. She looked to James who nodded at her then turned to nod at one of the guards stationed around the small prison. He took the hilt of his sword and struck her head through the bars yelling,

"You will show your queen respect and answer her majesty's question!" Emma was genuinely surprised by the sudden violent display, not at all expecting the shot to the head. She grunted as the hilt came into contact with the side of her face, immediately splitting the skin above her left eye on her forehead.

"Fucker." She whispered to herself as she took a calming breath. Obviously she's had far worse, dealt by the hand of her own wife at times, but she wasn't pleased with being hit by the weak "knights" (she scoffed at the term, using it very loosely) of the white kingdom. She smirked, despite no one being able to see her face. If she was gonna be stuck in the godsforsaken palace she might as well have a little fun with it.

"She is not my queen. My Queen is the only one who garners my respect. No offense, mother, but you are a joke." She said smiling, imaging Regina's reaction to what was now playing out.

…

"Where is she?" Regina boomed as she threw open the doors to her war room, drawing the attention of Killian, Graham, Neal, and a few other knights that were there. Upon seeing Neal she stalked towards him, eyes burning with malice.

"You! Where. Is. My. Wife." Her voice got colder as she got closer and she could see the fear in the man's eyes.

"H-How would I know? Why are you asking me?" He stuttered, his heart started pounding in his ears. He didn't think anyone had seen him walking back from the far field.

"I'm asking you because there are two of Snow White's guards chained up in my dungeon and you knew the previous knights who had been here. So I will ask you one more time. Where is my wife?" She growled as she stood in front of him, not noticing Graham and Killian take cautious positions close behind her.

"I-I don't know! She- I don't know where she is!" He tried telling her unconvincingly. Her nostrils flared and her hand shot out to grab the man by the throat but felt a hand catch her arm, keeping her from reaching the man. Her eyes grew slightly as she turned to look at Killian. Surprised by the audacity he had by actually grabbing her.

"If you value your only other working hand I suggest you remove it from my arm at once." The man swallowed deeply but kept his hand there. Hoping his queen would have mercy once she knew he was only doing this at her wife's request.

"I'm sorry your majesty but I can't do that. Graham and I promised your wife that, should she not be here, we'd stop you from harming him." He looks at her with pleading eyes, really not wanting to lose another hand. Regina closed her eyes, calming herself as she took a few steps back from the dead man. She knew Killian was looking out for her, specifically instructed to by Emma should this situation ever come about but it didn't mean Regina still wasn't furious she couldn't lay a hand on the man. She clenched her hands as she scowled at him, her brain running wild with all the things she wish she could do to him at the moment.

"Graham." She said through gritted teeth. "Take him out of my sight and do not let me see him again until he's willing to cooperate. Use whatever methods you deem necessary."

"Yes, my Queen." He smiled kindly at her and bowed before grabbing the man by the collar and dragging him out of the room. Emma was one of his dearest friends and this man would pay for her disappearance, whether he was willing to cooperate or not.

Regina watched, satisfied, as Graham dragged the fool off. She turned to Killian who was obviously still unsure of how she felt about being grabbed.

"Captain, go fetch the two from the dungeon and bring them to the throne room. I want to have a little talk with them." He nodded and hurried out of them room, not wanting to risk her majesty's temper. Regina decided to walk to the throne room, her mind racing on where Emma could be and if she was alright. Honestly, she was having a difficult time trying to figure out how anyone was able to get the drop on Emma in the first place. Emma was the most capable person she knew and the fact that, of all people, Sir Neal Cassidy, was able to overcome Emma was unfathomable. It was highly illogical and she was going to find out just how he was able to do it and if he had any help. She waved her hands, throwing the doors to the room open and strode angrily over to her throne, wondering if anyone in her castle would be stupid enough to help the idiot.

"My Queen." Regina looked up, seeing Killian with a few knights standing behind the two White Guards. The captain made his way up the stairs to stand in his place behind her throne, eyes narrowed at the two men kneeling on the ground. Regina leaned back, her hands clasped together in front of her chest as she studied both men.

"Now this will go one of two ways. The first being, I ask you questions which you answer truthfully and there is minimal to no pain. The second, I ask you questions, you decide to be uncooperative and by the end of this my staff will be mopping your blood off of my floor. But you should know, either way, I will receive answers to all of my questions." She let the threat sit for a moment before standing and tapping her finger against her chin.

"So let's see. What you will tell me first is: what happened to my White Knight?" She came to stand at the bottom of the steps, a few feet in front of the kneeling men. When neither said a word she sighed and gave a small nod to the two knights standing behind them. They both grabbed the hair of the man in front of them and pulled their heads back, exposing their necks and pressing their daggers to the skin there. Both guards stared up at her with hatred in their eyes.

"You might as well kill us! We'd rather die than tell you anything!" One spat at her, grimacing when the dagger at his neck began to cut a bit deeper. Regina laughed pleasantly at his words.

"Oh, you really are from the White Kingdom." She approached him, grasping his chin roughly between her fingers, and a wicked grin on her face. "You are in my kingdom now. If a prisoner doesn't cooperate and they have information I want, then I keep them alive until I get it. But oh you will wish I had killed you by the end of the day." She released his chin after seeing fear enter his eyes. She looked back at her knights expectantly and both took that as their queue and slowly sheathed their daggers into the area where the collarbone meets the neck until they wouldn't sink any deeper. She watched as they screamed out in pain, pleased with her own knights for knowing to keep and hand on their other shoulder to keep them upright.

"Now I will ask again. What happened to my wife?" she looked at them, waiting for an answer. When both still refused to answer she gave an annoyed huff and sat back down in her throne. She gave a "go ahead" gesture to her knights and they put pressure on the knives embedded in the collarbones and started twisting, immediately drawing screams that rang off the walls of the large room. Regina was not in the mood for a slow, drawn out torture session. She wanted answers and she wanted them now so with a snap of her fingers fire hot coals appeared under the knees on the two men, burning straight through the cloth on their legs and instantly started scalding their knees. After a few very long minutes, Regina made the pits disappear and magicked two buckets of ice cold water to pour over their heads, soaking their entire bodies. She waited for the screams and whimpers to die down before speaking again.

"I am in no mood to spend the next few hours trying to draw information out of you two dolts." She walked down to them again, and stuck a hand in each of their chests, pulling out their hearts in one fell swoop. "Though it is a shame we don't have more time together, this way isn't nearly as much fun."

So there that is. I know where the story's going since i've been waiting since i started writing it to get here but i don't know when the next chapter will be but i promise i will work on it! I'm getting better i think! So, obviously, this is where shit is gonna get real serious and real fun! Let me know if you like waiting for the longer chapters or you prefer the shorter ones that come sooner! See you later y'all!

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