hey guys! I decided to start this fic up again after the ridiculously long hiatus. It's something to keep up my inspiration Inbetween my main fic updates. This is something I've had lying around for a while, I may make this into a multi chapter if you guys like. givennotstolen on twitter gave me some amazing prompts for this fic which will be put up very soon! To anyone still hanging around thank you! I hope you enjoy it:) please review and lemme know what you think xoxox

Taken.

Her head was pounding, like somebody had smacked her with a brick. The throbing behind her eyes was intense and she found herself unable to move her body, she gave herself a few minutes so her eyes could adjust to the surroundings, most people would be suprised to realised that had been restrained in what seemed to be a derelict old house, the effects of whatever she'd been drugged with making it harder to take a deep breath.

She tried to remember what happened, but she was at a loss. All she remembered was stepping into a bar, quiet a sleazy one at that and then blank.

Though her gaze was fuzzy she made out the silhouette of a person leaning against the wall opposite her with their arms crossed, she didn't even flinch. Growing up with Cora mills as your mother meant nothing could scare you.

"Hello sleeping beauty" it was a man. His voice was gruff but there was something else there, for some reason it didn't scare Regina. Quite the opposite it intrigued her.

"So you want money" she got straight to the point. She was a smart girl.

"Just what is owed to me milady" he said smugly, his accent shining through. Regina concentrated on that.

"I'm going to take a wild guess and say it's my mother who owes you, I don't deal with anyone and she has been known to worm her way out of any deals she makes." She asked with a raised eyebrow, unsure if he could see her because she definatly couldn't see him.

"Your mother owes me a lot. Normally I'm quite a forgiving person. But your mother is a very big exception." She could hear the hatred in his voice now, it was thick with anger and disgust, she didn't blame him. That's generally how she spoke about her mother.

"Well it's not going to work. She'd rather watch you kill me than willingly give you her money. You may as well finish the job now." Her voice was blunt as she stretched her neck, that chair was very uncomfortable. Thats when she finally got to look at him, he walked towards her, away from the shadows with a curious look on his face, His deep blue eyes shining with something she couldn't yet decipher.

She didn't even sound scared at the prospect of dying, In fact it sounded like she was almost asking him to kill her. Ofcourse his line of work was dangerous and also completely illegal. He didn't believe in violence against the people he'd taken. He believed a calmer approach was the way, he'd never killed before and he'd never thought he'd ever want to kill someone. Untill Cora mills strolled into his life.

"Regina, I highly doubt her money is more important than you. Surely she'd do anything to see you safe." His voice was softer now, so was his face. Regina took a moment to take him in. He was very attractive but not very well dressed for someone who's supposed to be in charge of a kidnapping ring. He stood before her in jeans and black boots paired with a green button down shirt with the first three buttons popped open.

"You clearly don't know my mother as well as you think you do. So what's going to happen now? You going to beat me? Rape me? Kill me? Give me a heads up so it doesn't come as a suprise." She was well and truly bored with this situation, any normal person would've begged to be let go, cried for their freedom and here she was giving him the go to start killing her. She was uninterested, what happens, happens.

"I have absolutley no intention of hurting you milady. The mere thought of it makes me sick, I am truly sorry about all of this though, you're the only way I can get to your mother and I won't stop untill I have. But contrary to what you may believe you will be looked after, no harm shall come to you so long as I'm In charge." It sounded sincere, but then he could just be a meticulous liar.

"And why should I trust you, after all you're the reason why I'm sitting, tied to a chair no less in this shithole" Wow, the rumours were true, she was very strong willed.

"Well. You won't be stuck here for much longer. This is where I keep people for the first few hours of this transition. You're a smart woman Regina, there's no need to keep you here any longer. If you don't struggle I'll untie the rope and we can move on. If you do, I'm sorry to say I'll have to use force." His voice was blunt, he obviously wouldn't hurt her. He just needed to move her as quick as possible, preferably before somebody reported her missing. This was going to be a difficult process.

"Please don't make me laugh. I'll go with you. But you owe me an explanation and it better be a damned good one." She bit back, not struggling like they had discussed.

She let out a sigh of relief wen she felt the ropes slide off her body. But her relief was short lived when she felt the undeniable sting around her wrists and arms. Even though his touch was gentle she stilled hissed when he lay her hands over the burns and rubbed them soothingly.

She cleared her throat and looked him in the eye. "So you know pretty much everything about me and you obviously know my mother. What's your name." Even though she was significantly smaller than he was without her heels, which she hoped she'd get back. She was still standing tall.

"Robin. Robin of lockesly."